Xu Mian didn't know why she felt unhappy after glaring at Shi Yan. Her eyes were full of tears, as if she was about to cry at any moment. Shi Jun thought it was because her finger was scratched.

"I will send Mian Mian back. Apply medicine and it won't hurt."

The kite was pulled back by the palace servants, but it was not put away and fell on a tall camphor tree.

"I was careless for a moment. Please punish me, Your Highness."

The palace maid knelt on the ground in fear. Shi Jun said angrily, "You can't even do this. Take me down and give me 20 strokes of the cane."

Xu Mian thought that he didn't need to be punished, so he pulled him to beg for mercy, "Your Highness, forget it."

But because the little swallow was painted by the two of them together, it had a special meaning. Shi Jun ordered the nearby guards to climb the tree and take down the kite.

Shi Yan and the two guards had not walked far when they were called over. He deliberately stood at the back and didn't go forward to volunteer.

One guard didn't know how to climb the tree, and the other fell down halfway up.

Xu Mian glanced at Shi Yan coldly and snorted. Shi Jun was very satisfied with his behavior of not rushing forward to show off in front of Xu Mian, and said, "Afu, can you climb trees?"

Shi Yan nodded without any expression. He deliberately concealed his expertise when climbing trees and slowly climbed to the top.

Shi Jun lowered his head to blow on Xu Mian's wound. Shi Yan looked down and just above him, and actually saw a fist-sized green mark on the back of his neck. Shi

Yan was not only good at climbing trees, but also very agile. He took down the kite hanging on the treetop.

Even Xu Mian sighed that this man's tree-climbing skills were comparable to those of the devil.

However, he has never been seen climbing a tree since his wedding. Perhaps it is because of his image as a prince that he is not as naughty as before.

Shi Yan lowered his head and presented the kite. Shi Jun took it and helped Xu Mian leave the lawn.

Seeing them walking away, Shi Yan felt confused. How did the round green mark on the fake prince's neck come from?

Was it because he was not in the palace these days and he was practicing martial arts or doing other things?

He always felt that this was an important matter and hurried back to the East Palace.

After a few days of indirect inquiries from the guards and palace servants of the East Palace, it was found that the fake prince had not been to the training ground and the arrow pavilion to practice martial arts in the past few days, so it was not a scar.

On this day, Shi Yan happened to go to the Imperial Hospital to have the Imperial Physician check on his wounds to see how they were healing. He pretended to ask, "Doctor Liu, what kind of injury could that fist-sized blue mark be?"

Doctor Liu thought for a moment and said, "It could be an injury, or it could be a birthmark. The marks of injuries won't be very regular."

These words made Shi Yan want to jump up in excitement.

Isn't this the biggest flaw of the fake prince? Because apart from the birthmark on his buttocks when he was a child, Shi Yan has no other birthmarks on his body, let alone a birthmark on his neck.

That night, Shi Yan was so excited that he tossed and turned, and didn't sleep well.

But he wanted to put this evidence aside to expose the truth later. After all, he had just gained the trust of the fake prince at this time, and he had a feeling that he was getting closer and closer to the secret.

That night, Xu Mian was suddenly awakened by a painful groan from the man next to her.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" She wanted to get up to light a candle, but was stopped by Shi Jun.

"Don't light the lamp." Shi Jun's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing great pain.

Xu Mian reached out to touch his forehead and found it was covered with sweat.

"Shall I... call the imperial physician?" Xu Mian asked cautiously.

Shi Jun took a deep breath in pain, hugged Xu Mian tightly, and said in a low voice: "No, I'll be fine in a while."

Xu Mian felt that his body was half cold and half hot, with blue veins bulging, as if he was enduring great pain.

Shi Jun lay on her shoulder, using his willpower to endure the pain in his body. The blue mark on the back of his neck became clearer and clearer.

The antidote for every two months has not been taken yet. Today is the day to take the detoxification medicine, but he is still hoping for the best and wants to try to survive the pain of the poison.

"How are you?" Xu Mian asked anxiously. He could feel his discomfort and wondered what was going on.

"Mian Mian... hold me, hold me tight..."

Shi Jun's voice was pleading, as if only this could alleviate his pain.

Xu Mian hugged him tightly, and the two of them pressed tightly together. Only then did Shi Jun not feel that his body was so cold, and his heart was not so scared.

The unbearable scene from his childhood kept flashing in his mind. He saw himself kneeling on the cold ground, his body covered with scars.

The man stood by, holding a whip in his hand, sneering and saying, "If you don't obey, you will be beaten!"

These memories surged into Shi Jun's mind like a tide, causing unbearable pain in his body and his consciousness began to fall into chaos.

He couldn't help but pinch Xu Mian's shoulders, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me!"

Xu Mian was startled. What happened to him? He comforted him softly, "Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, it's fake... Don't be afraid..."

Shi Jun gradually came to his senses under her comfort, and tried to support himself with willpower, not to let himself fall into that terrible state again.

Xu Mian hugged Shi Jun tightly all night to comfort him.

The next morning, they were still clinging to each other, as if time had stopped.

Shi Jun woke up first, his face pale and very weak.

Seeing Xu Mian leaning on his shoulder, his heart melted instantly.

He stroked her cheek gently and said with a wry smile:

"Mian Mian, I am a ghost who cannot stand the light, and you are so beautiful, like a precious gift given to me by God. Believe me, I will definitely defeat the devil."

When he first entered the palace, he just wanted revenge, but now, in addition to revenge, he has another expectation - to spend the spring, summer, autumn and winter of his life hand in hand with the woman in front of him.

Xu Mian squinted her eyes and asked hurriedly, "Are you feeling better?"

Shi Jun kissed her forehead and comforted her, "It's fine now, lie down quickly and have a good rest. I'm going to the morning court, so I'll be busy today. I'll come back to accompany you at night."

"Okay."

When she lay down, her shoulder was accidentally touched, and Xu Mian frowned slightly.

Shi Jun gently pulled down her gauze, revealing the mottled red marks on her shoulders.

These were the marks left by his hard pinching last night.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Shi Jun murmured to himself, leaned down and kissed the scars tenderly, then laid his head on her shoulder like a docile puppy.

Thinking of his painful look last night, Xu Mian felt pity, gently put her cheek against the side of his head, and said softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

For Shi Jun, this was the first person in his life who cared about him. He could no longer suppress his inner emotions, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Xu Mian felt a wetness on her shoulder, which was a bit strange.

After he got up and left, she reached out to touch it, and said to herself in confusion: "What is this? Tears?"

Curiously, she dipped her finger in it, put it in her mouth and tasted it, and it really tasted salty.

"What tears..."

Xu Mian had never seen Shi Yan like this, and didn't know why he was crying.

Perhaps it was because he, as the crown prince, had to bear too much pressure and pain.

Never mind, let's go to sleep first, I'm so sleepy.

On the other hand, Shi Yan learned after the morning court session that Shi Jun had secretly left the palace with Wei Xin.

He realized that there must be something important hidden in this, and he seemed to have not yet fully integrated into this conspiracy.

He regretted that he had not expected it, otherwise he would have followed them and found out who was the black hand hiding in the court.

Just as he was feeling depressed, a team of ceremonial guards suddenly came towards him.

This team of ceremonial guards looked very gorgeous, with maids following on both sides.

The woman sitting on the ceremonial procession was delicate and pretty, wearing a pink palace dress with exquisite patterns on it and a jade belt around her waist.

She had a pretty face, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, a pair of big eyes as clear as autumn water, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and lips as tempting as cherries.

Shi Yan's eyes lit up instantly, and a trace of throbbing surged in his heart.

Penglai Palace has been repaired, and Xu Mian couldn't wait to move back from Zichen Palace today.

The sun was shining, and the breeze was not dry. The two people's eyes met, and different emotions flashed in their eyes.

"Damn Ah Fu, you are really enemies, hum!"

"Mianmian, are you still angry with me? My chest still hurts, please touch and massage it for me."