Chapter 169 Seeing the Prince's injured leg, caressing his scar
Bai Zhu maintained his usual icy expression: "It's someone from the third house."
Xie Yao was surprised: "Mrs. Zhou? Little Mrs. Zhou? No, that voice shouldn't be any of them."
Xiao Yizi glanced at her and thought that the princess was listening seriously.
"There's more than just Madam Xiao Zhou in Xiao Wenyuan's courtyard."
Xie Yao thought about it and realized that it was true. She heard that the reason why there was such a serious conflict between Madam Zhou and Little Madam Zhou was because Xiao Wenyuan was very filial to his mother, but he could not resist Little Madam Zhou who wanted to marry him a concubine and have more children.
Xiao Wenyuan had two concubines, three sons and two daughters.
Bai Zhu: "Yes, I followed them. The man is Yan Fang, the servant in the third courtyard, and the woman is the concubine that Madam Zhou has chosen for the eldest son. Her surname is Jiang, and she is Madam Zhou's distant cousin."
Xie Yao felt that the name Yan Fang sounded familiar.
Tang Xin entered the room and took away the jade bowl that the prince had used to drink the sobering soup.
Xie Yao suddenly remembered that Yan Fang was the personal servant of the prince's cousin Xiao Lanzhou. He had been good friends with Qi'er, the maidservant beside Madam Zhou, and later fell in love with Tang Xin.
This servant boy caused a grudge between Tang Xin and Qi Er, two sisters who were as close as sisters, and in the end, neither of them was with him.
"So, Yan Fang cheated on the prince's cousin?" Xie Yao asked.
The prince did not reply.
Bai Zhu: "Miss Jiang is just staying at the third courtyard, and Madam Zhou hasn't broken the news yet."
Xie Yao: "It turns out to be a green hat hanging in the air."
Xie Yao was planning to have a few more words with the prince, asking him if he needed to remind Xiao Wenyuan that if things really didn't work out, he shouldn't take any more concubines, but she found that the prince hadn't spoken a word.
She lowered her head.
Xiao Yizi pursed his thin lips, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the wheelchair with his head down.
It turned out that he was so sleepy, but he still insisted on listening to Bai Zhu say who those two people were before he was willing to go to sleep.
The drunk prince is indeed very different.
When Xiao Yizi was young, he was the arrogant and flamboyant son of Marquis Jingbei and a bully in the capital.
When Xie Yao was a child, she had thought about a problem. She had beaten all the children under the age of ten in Tangliu Lane, and no one could beat her. She wanted to become the real bully in Beijing, so she had to challenge the previous bully, Prince Xiao.
However, Prince Xiao is seven years older than her and he definitely doesn't want to pay attention to her.
The year she was sent to the northern border was also the year when Prince Xiao inherited the title and went to war. From then on, the two of them were separated, one in the north and the other in the west.
Later, when Xie Yao was serving as Gu Dao, she knew that Xiao Yizi had inherited the title and led troops at the age of fifteen and defeated the Western Rong. So she was full of energy. At the age of thirteen, she ignored the general's opposition and officially went to the battlefield. At the age of fifteen, she also had military achievements, which were not inferior to Xiao Yizi.
She once regarded Xiao Yizi as a figure walking ahead, waiting for her to surpass him.
However, as Xiao Yizi killed more and more people, she felt that the figure became blurry and unfamiliar, and it was completely unrecognizable.
Later, she never thought that the figure would fall.
In her previous life, she didn't want to marry him, not because she disliked his disabled legs, nor because she was afraid of his violent and cruel nature, but because she always felt that if she married him, she would lose. Marrying him would seem like completely abandoning her childhood self.
Looking at the sleeping Xiao Yizi, Xie Yao stared at him unscrupulously for a long time.
The drunk prince shed his cold and gloomy appearance and turned into the eldest son of the Xiao family that she had imagined when she was young.
He was more handsome than she had imagined.
Bai Zhu retreated tactfully. After all, the princess should be very skilled at helping the prince to bed.
He walked to the door and met Bai Mi who was coming in to help.
"What are you going to do?"
Bai Mi: "Push the prince back to Liuxia Courtyard. The prince can't sleep if he doesn't live in Liuxia Courtyard. It's been four days since the wedding. I'm worried that the prince won't be able to sleep well and it will affect his health."
Bai Zhu's mouth twitched: "You mean, the prince didn't sleep well for the past three nights?"
Can't sleep well? He saw that the prince looked refreshed these past three days, and the faint blue marks under his eyes had disappeared. If this was called not sleeping well, then the prince was really a bit strange.
Bai Su: "How would I know? I'm not lying under the prince or princess' bed."
"You really should go away."
"Why are you scolding me for no reason, Bai Zhu? Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're my brother!"
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Inside the room, Xie Yao calmly pushed the prince's wheelchair to the side of the bed.
She thought about it and realized that it was difficult to support the prince when he was sleeping, so it seemed that she would need to carry the prince to bed today.
As soon as Xie Yao's hand landed on the other's shoulder, Xiao Yizi opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were lazy and blurred.
Seeing her, the prince narrowed his eyes.
"Ayao..." His voice was hoarse and seductive, and then he opened his arms towards Xie Yao.
Xiao Yizi: "Give me a hug."
Xie Yao stared at the prince's face in a daze for a while, and couldn't help but touch his head to suppress the ripples in her heart caused by the word "Ayao".
"That's what you said."
She slipped her arm under the prince's arm, lifted him up with force, and half-carried and half-supported him onto the bed.
Although it was heavier than expected, it was still easy for her.
Xiao Yizi cooperated very well and changed from sitting upright in the wheelchair to leaning against the bedside.
He closed his eyes, smelled the faint scent of osmanthus, and felt like he was back to the usual process of massage by the butler.
Xiao Yizi was completely drunk and thought he was just preparing for a massage. He raised his hand and said groggily, "I'll take it off myself."
Then, the prince untied his jade belt, carefully took off the sachet from his waist, and placed it neatly beside the pillow. Then he took off two layers of his robe. The collar of his white inner garment was slightly open, revealing his crimson neck and collarbone.
Xie Yao saw that he was still wearing shoes and it was inconvenient for him to bend over, so she stepped forward, lifted up the trouser legs of his underwear at his ankles, and wanted to help him take off his shoes.
After lifting up her trouser legs, Xie Yao's pupils shrank slightly.
My heart couldn't help but tighten.
She also marched and fought in battles, was injured, and had many scars on her body.
But Xiao Yizi's ankles and calves were bloodless, pale and cold.
The few inches of skin that were exposed were covered with shocking scars, mostly arrow wounds and some knife scratches.
The fingertips could sense the scars, which were hard and spread upward in a crisscross pattern, enough to show how bloody those wounds were.
Xie Yao gently stroked his scar, clenched her fist, and asked, "What happened in Qijiang two years ago..."
Xiao Yizi had no feeling below his knees, so he didn't feel her movements.
But when he heard the voice, he opened his eyes and saw Xie Yao squatting in front of him, staring at his calves in surprise.
Suddenly, he felt like he was splashed with a bucket of cold water, his drunkenness faded away, and he sobered up.
Did Xie Yao see it?
At that moment, Xiao Yizi's breathing became rapid. He suddenly bent down to cover his scar, with panic in his eyes. His voice was deep and fierce: "I will do it myself!"
He knew that Xie Yao liked to stare at his face and also liked beautiful things.
But now, she saw those scars that she herself thought were ugly and disgusting.
What will happen to her?
Xiao Yizi suddenly didn't dare to look up at Xie Yao's eyes.
He was afraid that she would become like others, no matter whether there was sympathy or disgust in her eyes.
Because it was her, he found it hard to accept.
Xiao Yizi recalled the battle. When the Western Rong people saw that he and his eight hundred soldiers refused to surrender, they started fighting with them.
The war horses were neighing, the spears were stained with blood, and the people around him were getting fewer and fewer. The Western Rong people suddenly wanted to capture him alive, because he was the only prince of Yan State. Capturing him alive would restore the morale of the Western Rong royal court, which had been frightened by the defeat, and was more valuable than killing him.
Countless arrows shot towards Xuan Ting and his legs.
Xuan Ting also fell down, and there was no one alive around him.
The water of Qijiang River swallowed him and dragged him into a deep nightmare.
He tried his best to wake up from the nightmare, but in the muddy river water, he met pairs of eyes full of inquiry, disgust, pity and fear.
Countless complicated gazes fell on his legs.
"Ruhui, your leg was injured for Dayan. I will summon famous doctors from all over the world to treat you, but... I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to stand up in the future."
"King Jingbei, you have committed too much sin of killing. This is God's punishment for you!"
"Yizhi, are you really unable to stand up with these legs? How will you lead the troops and fight in the future?"
"Even if my grandson can't stand up, he is still the head of the Xiao family. Don't be afraid, grandma is here."
In the end, everyone shook their heads and left.
There was only dead silence all around.
After he jumped into the Qijiang River, in fact, no one had ever pulled him out.
"The prince has more injuries than me. Could it be that your martial arts skills are higher than mine?"
Xie Yao's voice brought Xiao Yizi back to his senses.
He finally dared to look at Xie Yao.
Xie Yao's eyes were filled with a clear desire to win and advance, and her tone was calm and serious: "Then when I practice swordsmanship from now on, Your Majesty must stand by and give me some pointers. Let me learn a few moves, and I can't lose too much to you."
Xiao Yizi: "..."
When he was panicking and worried, was his princess thinking about asking him to teach her martial arts?
Xiao Yizi even felt that with the princess's competitive spirit, if he could stand on one foot, the princess would pull him aside to compete with her on the wedding night.
There were two hands that pulled him out of the chaotic river.
"good."
After a long moment, the prince replied stiffly.
Xie Yao didn't mention what happened just now and took two steps back: "I'll go wash up first."
This time, Xie Yao was out for a long time.
Xiao Yizi bent down with great effort, lifted one leg with both hands, and took off his boots. Suddenly, he punched his numb calf hard.
How can I be worthy of his wife when I am like this?
When Xie Yao came back, only a dim light was left in the room. The prince had already lay down with the quilt covering his chest and his outer robe neatly placed at the end of the bed.
Xie Yao tiptoed onto the bed and lay down beside the prince.
She thought to herself, although those scars looked scary, weren't they all symbols of the prince's military achievements? If she had so many scars on her body, she might have been able to become a general...
Besides, if the prince ever gets to stand up again and finds it ugly, let Rendong make some scar-removing ointment for him.
Speaking of honeysuckle, when she goes to see her grandfather, she has to let honeysuckle take a good look at her grandfather.
Speaking of her grandfather, she wanted someone to check the situation of her grandfather's villa.
As she was thinking, Xie Yao fell asleep next to the prince.
It's dawn.
As usual, Xie Yao got up first to practice swordplay. Even though the prince was hungover, he woke up very early because he had been drinking. He had to go to Liuxiayuan first to have the old housekeeper take his pulse and adjust the medicine.
The ones who kept watch last night were Aunt Qi and a maid named Xiaoyun. After Xie Yao finished practicing with the sword, she took the handkerchief handed to her by Tang Xin and wiped the sweat off her face.
Xiao Yun whispered beside her, "Princess, the prince has been staying at Fuguangyuan for four consecutive days. You must seize the opportunity."
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