Chapter 200 Princess, please blow on me and it will stop hurting
Many people saw that the carriage of King Jingbei was stained with blood, and the princess was surrounded by many personal guards and carried back to the palace on a stretcher.
The blood dripping from Xie Yao's body dyed the bricks and stones at the gate red.
The news that the princess had been assassinated and seriously injured spread throughout the capital in an instant.
At this moment, in the palace, Princess Jingbei, covered in blood, jumped up from the stretcher as soon as she returned to Fuguangyuan!
Old Madam Xiao, who rushed over in a hurry out of nervous worry and ran faster than Nanny Luo, was startled when she saw this scene.
The old lady said: "Little Ayao is alright...right?"
Xie Yao's sharp and bright phoenix eyes curved slightly.
The old man understood what was going on and turned away without asking any more questions. "Let's go. From today on, the Jingbei Palace will not accept any visitors. Tell the third house to keep their mouths shut."
Upon learning that the prince had stood up, the old butler hurried over with a medicine box, and Rendong also stepped forward immediately.
Xie Yao instructed Bai Xi: "If anyone comes to visit me, no matter who it is, if possible, arrest them all and bring them to the mansion."
Bai Mi: "Is Madam Xu also under arrest?"
Xie Yao: "Please."
Then she went to change her clothes and sat on the chair opposite.
Rendong is taking Xiao Yizi's pulse.
The prince sat obediently in the wheelchair, his fingertips slightly curled up, and his eyes occasionally stole a glance at his princess.
Seeing Xie Yao's cold expression, the prince sat up straighter.
Ren Dong suppressed her excitement and looked at Xie Yao: "Princess, the prince was previously poisoned, which caused the tendons and veins to be blocked. Now he should have taken the antidote, and his pulse is similar to that of a normal trauma patient."
Xie Yao nodded calmly, as if she was not surprised by the result.
Honeysuckle continued, "Your Highness is in good health, and you've been doing massages consistently for the past three years. In my opinion, as long as you continue taking the medicine and exercising diligently, in six months at the earliest, or one or two years at the latest, you'll be able to walk like a normal person!"
The old housekeeper also stepped forward to take Xiao Yizi's pulse, then took out a silver needle and looked at Xie Yao, asking with his eyes.
Xiao Yizi realized what he was about to do.
Before he could say "try it"——
When the old butler saw the princess nodding at him, he immediately rolled up the prince's trouser legs and, without even waiting for others to see the scars on his legs, he inserted a few needles.
"Hiss..."
The truly "biting" coldness made the prince stand upright. He clenched his teeth, his face was tense, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
"Your Highness, are you feeling anything here now?" the old butler asked as he inserted a silver needle into the acupoint on his knee.
The prince said calmly but with difficulty: "You...said..."
Xie Yao suddenly said, "It seems he is still unconscious."
The prince immediately nodded vigorously and shouted loudly: "Yes, it hurts, it hurts!"
"That's great." The old butler smiled so hard that his eyes curved, and he didn't forget to roll down the prince's trouser legs.
"Your Highness, Miss Honeysuckle is right. Your pulse is much smoother than before, and the tendons in your legs are starting to become active and painful, which means the antidote is taking effect."
The old butler had seen how depressed and lifeless the prince had become in the past three years.
He was the one who prepared the antidote for the prince, so compared to the fact that the prince could stand up and even walk in the future, the old butler was happier to see that the prince had hope in his heart.
While excited, the old butler saw that the prince's face was as gloomy as water, and suddenly understood.
"Your Highness, this is for internal use. Remember to take it." He quickly found today's medicine from the medicine box and was about to leave. "This old servant will take his leave first."
Xie Yao frowned: "Where is Imperial Physician Zhou?"
The imperial physician sent by the emperor will come to check Xiao Yizi's pulse every few days.
The old housekeeper said, "Don't worry, Princess. Imperial Physician Zhou comes to the palace every three days. He came yesterday, and the prince had already taken the antidote. Putting aside his half-baked medical skills and whether he can take the pulse, he knows how to behave. This old servant can handle this matter."
Xie Yao nodded. Xiao Yizi's leg disease had improved. Before he could stand up completely, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
Including the Emperor.
Honeysuckle pulled out a white jade porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said, "Princess, this is the scar removal ointment you asked me to develop. It uses the most expensive medicinal herbs."
She used the three most expensive ones.
Regardless of whether this ointment is useful or not, it is really expensive.
The princess is the granddaughter of the Xu family. She has a lot of money but nowhere to spend it. When the question of medicinal herbs is raised, her uncle and grandfather of the Xu family immediately find the best raw materials.
"I will not disturb the prince and princess anymore."
After saying that, Honeysuckle also left with the old housekeeper and considerately closed the door for them.
The room was completely quiet, so quiet that one could hear each other's heartbeats.
Seeing that Xie Yao still had a cold face, Xiao Yizi swallowed his saliva and said quickly without waiting for her to speak:
"Ayao, I didn't mean to hide this from you. Years ago, I captured a group of Western Rong people and found the antidote. The amount of antidote was insufficient, so the butler needed to prepare the herbs. I only started taking it two days ago. I had intended to tell you everything during the Shangsi Festival."
Xie Yao recalled that a few days ago, she noticed that the prince was suddenly dressed in luxurious and flamboyant clothes, with a look of joy on his face.
It turned out to be because of this incident.
But is there any direct connection between the prince taking the antidote and wearing nice clothes?
Xie Yao thought about it and came to the conclusion that the prince was really not good enough before.
He must have been severely poisoned and his injuries had metastasized.
So after it happened, he couldn't wait to "seduce" me.
Xiao Yizi, I like her very much.
"I'm afraid this time, like so many times before, it's all a false alarm. I'm used to it, but—"
Xiao Yizi didn't finish his words because the princess suddenly stood up and walked in front of him.
Before the prince could react, Xie Yao bent down and hugged him tightly.
She buried her head in Xiao Yizi's neck and smelled a faint scent of osmanthus.
"Xie, Xie Yao?"
Xiao Yizi's whole body froze, his ears instantly felt hot, and his voice became hoarse.
The princess's hair fell on his neck, causing a tingling sensation.
Xie Yao grasped the prince's collar, moved a little further away, and looked him in the eye.
The coldness in her clear eyes had long since faded away, leaving only the shimmering light of water.
Xie Yao said seriously: "I'm just, very happy."
Xiao Yizi held Xie Yao's hand: "I know."
Years of military service made it difficult for Xie Yao to show any soft emotions. She stared at the prince's lips, looked away with difficulty, and then picked up the ointment left by honeysuckle on the table.
"Your Majesty, would you like to try this?"
Xiao Yizi raised the corner of his lips and said, "It's very expensive, very expensive, very expensive. I'm afraid of wasting the princess' money."
Xie Yao: "It's okay, I have plenty of money."
She opened the white jade porcelain bottle and a delicate orchid fragrance wafted out.
The taste of this bottle of honeysuckle ointment was learned from the master of the largest incense shop in the capital.
When Xie Yao squatted in front of the prince, he realized that she was going to apply the ointment on him personally.
Xiao Yizi's body stiffened for a moment, his eyes darkened slightly, and he forced himself to suppress the resistance in his heart: "I can do it myself."
"Don't move."
Xie Yao's voice was very soft, and she was not willing to resist. She pressed his leg directly with one hand.
Xiao Yizi pursed his lips, raised his hands, and slowly rolled up his clothes to his knees.
The countless scars that Xie Yao had seen, crisscrossing and varying in depth, appeared before her again.
Even though she had seen it once, Xie Yao still felt a little breathless when she saw it again.
It's not dislike, but heartache.
She dipped her fingertips into a little ointment and applied it to the longest and most hideous scar, which stretched from her knee to her calf, with extremely gentle movements.
Before, Xiao Yizi had no feeling below his knees.
But it’s different now, he can feel the warmth of Xie Yao’s fingers.
Every scar caused him an unbearable itch, testing his determination as a man.
Xiao Yizi lowered his eyes.
After Xie Yao returned to Fuguangyuan, she changed her clothes.
She was wearing a concubine-colored skirt with delicate and exquisite butterfly patterns embroidered on the neckline, which originally fit her skin tightly.
However, Xie Yao needed to bend down and squat to apply the medicine to herself.
The butterflies wrapped around the white jade neck, winding in bewitching arcs.
Xie Yao's thick, long eyelashes drooped, as if fanning a silk fan in his heart, and her delicate nose and red lips were exceptionally clear.
The prince's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his Adam's apple rolled up and down dryly, and his breathing became slightly faster.
Xie Yao applied it for a while, then looked up and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Princess, please blow on me and the pain will go away." The prince's voice was hoarse.
Xie Yao stopped her hand, her eyes serious: "Blowing on it won't heal the wound, nor will it make the prince's scar disappear. What's the point?"
After Xiao Yizi heard what she said, he leaned forward and hugged her tightly.
His embrace was broad and warm, which was very different from the feeling of Xie Yao hugging him just now.
Xie Yao was trapped in his arms, her whole body stiffened, she forgot to struggle, and her breathing became disordered.
The prince held her wrist, raised his head slightly, and his warm breath swept across her neck, as if he was kissing her black hair.
"If the princess doesn't give me a blowjob, then I'll give her a blowjob, let's try."
As Xiao Yizi spoke, he put his lips to her ear and blew very softly.
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