Chapter 135 The Unloved Princess 10
Nan Qiao was only wearing a single layer of clothing, and the heat from the body behind him was transmitted to him through the thin clothing. He could even smell the bloody smell lingering around his nose when he breathed.
Nan Qiao's watery eyes were gray, and she tried hard to calm herself down, then nodded. The person behind her saw that she agreed, and after considering for a moment, he quickly loosened the big hand covering her mouth and placed it across her neck.
"Let the soldiers outside the tent leave." The man's voice was deliberately lowered and a little deep.
Unable to see who was behind her, even though she knew there were guards outside the tent, Nan Qiao had no choice. She clenched her palms, and her lazy voice quickly reached outside the tent as she stood up.
"Jintang, what's going on outside?"
The cold voice was like a trickle of spring water, causing the body behind Nan Qiao to stiffen suddenly. The arms that were stretched out across him tightened in vain, almost touching the neck that looked white even in the dim light.
Nan Qiao, who was being held hostage, did not notice the tension of the person behind him. He tried to slow down his breathing and focus his attention outside the curtain.
Jintang's steady voice soon came over, "Your Highness, they say an assassin has appeared in the hunting grounds and injured several princes. Now the assassin is on the loose, and the guards are searching every tent."
"Assassin? Did the assassin harm my father?"
The slightly nervous voice of Princess Lingqiao was heard again from behind the curtain, as if she was really worried that the assassin would harm her father.
Several guards also looked nervous, fearing that the prince in the tent would be further worried. They quickly said, "I hope your highness can rest assured. The assassin did not harm His Majesty."
"I'm glad your Majesty is alright. Do you need to enter the tent to search? If so, you may have to wait a moment. I was just in my bedroom and haven't gotten up yet, so I'm afraid it wouldn't be convenient..."
The princess' voice in the tent was normal. Several guards blushed slightly and said hurriedly, "Nothing, just a routine inspection. If it's inconvenient for Your Highness, we can withdraw immediately..."
"It's just that the hunting grounds are bustling with activity. We are nearby. If Your Highness notices anything unusual in the tent, please feel free to send someone to look for us..."
After saying that, several guards bowed respectfully towards the tent and then withdrew.
Jintang watched the guards leave and instructed several palace servants to guard the tent door, but he did not leave. He just stared blankly at the dark tent, his palms clenched, and his mind wandering.
At this time inside the curtain
"The guards have left. You... Your Excellency can now let me go."
The arm across his neck did not loosen, and in the dim space, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Nan Qiao subtly noticed that the breathing sound at the back of his neck seemed to be getting heavier.
Nan Qiao didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he didn't want to continue wasting time with him, so he continued: "Your Excellency must be injured, and the guards have already left. Otherwise...or else, Your Excellency should leave as soon as possible..."
leave?
In the darkness, the man holding Her Royal Highness the Princess hostage raised his eyebrows slightly.
Logically speaking, the guards searching for him had already left, so it was indeed time for him to leave.
The knife wound on his right shoulder was still bleeding, but Qin Yizhi seemed unaware of it at this moment. After the prince in front of him spoke, his eyes were always on the other person.
Guards holding torches and searching for assassins kept moving back and forth around the tent. The firelight shone through the curtains, illuminating only the profile of Princess Lingqiao in front of them.
She has slender eyelashes, eyes like autumn water, skin as white as snow, and overlapping collars of her single clothes, which wind deep into her neck. Even though the woman looks cold and indifferent, the slightly uneasy look in her eyes is really pitiful.
Unexpectedly, he casually entered a tent and actually kidnapped Princess Lingqiao, who is now highly respected in the imperial capital.
Qin Yizhi smiled and put down his arm. Nan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the person behind him was still motionless.
The body of the strange man was indeed a bit stressful for Princess Lingqiao, who rarely came into contact with men.
Out of fear for her own life, she did not move. However, thinking of the strong smell of blood on the bed, she lowered her voice and asked, "You are injured and can't leave, right?"
"I have some medicine in my tent. How about I give some to you?"
Wound medicine?
Did she think that she was afraid to leave the tent because she was injured?
Qin Yizhi raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse. The coldness in his voice was no longer there, but a smile was revealed: "Then I will trouble you, Your Highness."
The medicine was placed in a cabinet next to the bed, so there was no need to get out of the bed. Nan Qiao turned around, reached out to take out the medicine from the cabinet, and handed it to the man behind him.
Even though the other party had let go of her hand, she still didn't dare to look back. She was very alert, and there was a desperado behind her. If he knew that she had seen his appearance, he might kill her.
The hand holding the jade bottle moved back, but after waiting for a moment, he did not feel the other party taking the medicine. Nan Qiao was a little confused and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a lazy voice coming from behind him.
"My right shoulder is injured, and I'm afraid I can't bandage it by myself. Your Highness is kind-hearted, why don't you help me?"
Nan Qiao had regained his composure by this point. He wasn't frightened by the words of the person behind him. He just frowned and said, "...I can bandage you, sir. But aren't you worried that I might see you clearly..."
"Don't worry." Qin Yizhi quickly took over the conversation and said, "I'm afraid that among the countless powerful people in this imperial capital, there are countless people who want Your Highness to remember them. If the princess really remembers what I look like, it would be an honor for me, wouldn't it?"
The words were playful, the last sentence even murmured slightly, like a frivolous playboy. Nan Qiao pursed her lips uncomfortably and quickly turned around, but her eyes did not look at the other person's face, only lowered to look at his right shoulder.
Since he doesn't mind, why should she mind?
It was dark in the bed, and even with the light shining in from outside the curtains, it was still difficult to see clearly. I could only vaguely see the approximate location of the wound.
Without saying a word, she pulled out the red stopper of the jade bottle, poured some of the golden medicine into the palm of her hand, and then applied it to the wound on the man's right shoulder.
hiss.
A slight cry of pain escaped from the man in front of her, but Nan Qiao acted as if he didn't hear it. He continued to apply the medicine and exert force with his palms.
Qin Yizhi groaned in pain, but just looked at Princess Lingqiao who was so close to him, and soon smiled indifferently.
"Your Highness is angry?"
Princess Lingqiao applied medicine with a cold face without saying a word. After applying the medicine, she turned around and took a few handkerchiefs from the cabinet beside the bed.
Most of the things in the cabinet were specially prepared by Jintang. Considering the hardships in the suburbs, he brought a few more handkerchiefs with him.
Nan Qiao tied several brocade handkerchiefs into a knot, covered the wound with the medicated handkerchief, and then tied it up again.
Is she angry?
Naturally I was a little angry.
Even though she grew up outside the palace, no one in Hanyun Temple, from the abbot to the young monks, had ever been so rude to her.
The temperament she cultivated from being with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp for a long time would not tolerate the teasing of such a playboy. Even though she was giving in again and again because her life was in the hands of the other party, she was definitely not without bottom line.
Nan Qiao was furious and tightened her bandage in vain while bandaging the wound. Sure enough, she heard the man's hissing sound again.
Feeling a little more pleased, Nan Qiao reduced his strength and quickly bandaged the other person's wound.
Qin Yizhi's smile deepened. Just as he was about to say something, he saw His Highness, dressed in a white singlet, quickly turned around and said indifferently, "I've bandaged your Excellency. I didn't see your face clearly. Now, you should be able to leave with peace of mind."
Qin Yizhi felt uncomfortable with this evasive attitude. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
He knew very well that Princess Lingqiao, whom he had kidnapped, should not be kind to him.
The soft touch of the other person's palm when applying the medicine seemed to still be on his shoulder. Qin Yizhi's expression was a little complicated. He said, "I am really sorry to bother Your Highness this time... Then I will leave first."
"...It's getting dark. There will be a bonfire and barbecue at the hunting grounds tonight. Your Highness is weak, so it's best not to eat too much."
The princess in front of him did not say a word, and Qin Yizhi did not say much either. He quickly got off the bed and disappeared in the faint firelight.
After a moment of silence, Nan Qiao, who had been trying to remain calm, finally breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that the assassin had indeed left the tent.
Nan Qiao's forehead was covered with sweat. His face turned pale as he breathed. He raised his voice slightly and called out, "Jintang, come in."
Hurried footsteps echoed, and Jintang, panicking, trotted from outside the tent to the bedside. He looked his princess up and down, and asked with some concern, "...Your Highness, are you injured?"
Nan Qiao waved his hand to indicate that he was not injured. Jin Tang breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes fell on the slightly messy bed.
The bed covered with soft quilts was now a mess. The cup covering it was crumpled, and the mattress underneath was wrinkled with a few drops of blood scattered on it.
Nan Qiao also noticed the mess on the bed. She sighed and said, "Clean it up later and don't let anyone else know."
There are some things that the less you know, the less danger you face. Nan Qiao doesn't want much in this life, just that she and Jintang can live safely.
So she doesn't want to know some things that are unnecessary to know.
Although Jintang was lively, she knew the seriousness of the matter. She bowed her head and agreed. Just as she was about to go forward to make the bed, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She paused and said, "Your Highness, how about I have someone bring some hot water so that you can take a bath and change your clothes first?"
After staying with that man for a few quarters of an hour, my body was covered in the smell of blood. There would be a bonfire dinner later, so it would be nice to take a shower and change clothes.
Nan Qiao nodded.
The palace servant was very quick. After Jintang made the bed, hot water was quickly brought over.
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