Chapter 44 World 2 (Twenty)
Yuwen Xuan frowned, his obsidian eyes were as deep as a pool of water. Baoshan's words fell into his ears, like dewdrops from a lotus, soft and lingering.
Yuwen Xuan heard as much self-righteous words of comfort as sarcasm and ridicule. Baoshan's words were as pure as she herself. She had never seen the vast world outside the palace, nor was she aware of Yuwen Xuan's "bad reputation" on the battlefield. She pursued a peaceful and comfortable life. Putting herself in his shoes, she naturally believed that Yuwen Xuan's absence from the battlefield was not a regret.
Although Yuwen Xuan did not agree with Baoshan's words, his heart was softened by the purity and truth contained in them.
Not everyone has to be like a butler, knowing everything. Putting aside all the fame, Yuwen Xuan is just himself. He used to be invincible with a sword, and he was never afraid of being alone in the vast world.
But the woman, as kind and pure as a pear blossom, cares for him, frowns when he fights outside, and relaxes when he is away from danger. This kind of feeling, even if you don't know what the future holds, how can you not indulge in it willingly.
Everyone says that it is the hardest to accept the favor of a beautiful woman.
But what is even more difficult is that the beauty's concern and earnest gaze can make people retreat step by step and have no choice but to lay down their arms and beg for mercy.
He felt a heat in his abdomen and a sharp tearing pain in his arms. Yu Wenxuan frowned slightly and reached out to hold Bao Shan's arm.
Baoshan was wearing a thin shirt, and through the thin fabric, she could feel Yuwen Xuan's tense body and extremely hot palms.
The palm seemed to turn into a branding iron, deeply embedded in Baoshan's soft and boneless jade arm.
The court doctor kept writing and suddenly stood up.
"This medicine may be unusual. Let's withdraw first."
When the housekeeper saw Yuwen Xuan nodded, he reached out and grabbed Miss Deng, who refused to leave, and left the room with the palace doctor.
When Yuwen Xuan heard "something's amiss," he let go of the fan and opened his mouth to ask her to leave. However, the court physician quietly stepped forward and whispered, "It won't hurt anyone. It's best for the little maid to stay here."
The court doctor's expression changed slightly, and he lightly tripped the precious fan. Yuwen Xuan saw the small movement of his feet, and before he could raise his voice to ask, he was embraced by the warm and soft jade.
Bao Shan felt a burning heat all around her, the heat flowing everywhere, her thin back, her slender waist, and her soft hands...
Her cheeks were dyed crimson by the anger, and her soft lips were like red cherries swaying on a branch, so beautiful and tempting.
"Your Majesty..."
Bao Shan was bewildered and panicked by the situation. She subconsciously turned to Yuwen Xuan for help. However, she found that Yuwen Xuan had been sweating profusely, and his clothes were untied, revealing his strong chest.
The hand holding the treasure fan, which had nowhere to put it, moved up, wanting to wipe the sweat off Yuwen Xuan's forehead, but he dodged it because he turned his head.
Crystal clear beads of sweat flowed down his angular jaw and into his wide robe.
Bao Shan looked at Yuwen Xuan uneasily, but was burned by his deep and dark eyes, and hurriedly lowered her head.
In a panic, Baoshan's hand touched Yuwen Xuan's chest. The cold and hot touch made both of them tremble.
Yuwen Xuan's expression darkened slightly as he placed the treasure fan on his burning left arm. Then, with a slight lift, the fan's feet left the ground.
Under his hips were arms as hard as rocks, but Baoshan's heart was filled with panic as if entangled in silk threads.
Before she could calm down, she was placed on the square table in an instant.
Baoshan leaned back slightly, and her delicate back touched something cold, something long and thin. Baoshan was slightly startled, and guessed what it was.
——This is the square table used to place the Changming Sword, and the slender object behind him is the sword rest that supports the Changming Sword.
At this moment, what should be resting on the sword butt is the Changming Sword, not the panicked treasure fan.
Outside, Miss Deng peered anxiously inside. The housekeeper remained calm. The court physician stared intently at the medical records in his hands, unconcerned with what was happening inside.
Miss Deng wasn't as good-tempered as the other two. She asked, "Why is there something wrong with the prescription? And why did you put the treasure fan in it?"
Miss Deng felt that since there was something wrong with the medicine, everyone should leave. Why should Baoshan be left alone in the room?
The court doctor said in a deep voice: "Nourish medicines are often strong, especially these herbs that treat muscles and bones.
When strong emotions gather together, they will cause anxiety. The little maid stayed in the house to help the prince dispel his anger.
Miss Deng asked, "Then how do we get rid of the dryness?"
The court doctor glanced at the door and said slowly, "It depends on the individual. Dryness and anger complement each other. How to get rid of anger is how to get rid of dryness."
Hearing this, Miss Deng felt relieved. If Yuwen Xuan wanted to get rid of his anger, he would definitely use extremely cruel means. The precious fan would have to suffer torture in the house. She didn't know how long her weak body could hold on.
The court doctor answered Miss Deng's doubts, his expression changed slightly, and he turned to the housekeeper and asked softly.
"Your Highness, have you ever had a maidservant?"
The housekeeper glanced at him and said, "No."
"Have you ever been to a red-light district?"
“Never.”
The court physician shook his head, muttering, "Not good, not good." He took two steps at a time and walked outside. Through the door, he warned Yuwen Xuan, "Your Highness, please remember to follow your heart. A girl is as delicate as water, and you are like the ocean. How can you make streams flow into rivers..."
From inside the house, Yu Wenxuan's angry voice was heard.
"Noisy!"
Upon hearing this, the court doctor consciously moved away from the house and ordered the guards outside to retreat as well.
Bao Shan's hair was loose, and the hairpins hanging in her hair fell onto the square table.
A strand of her black hair was entangled in the button on Yuwen Xuan's collar, and the two of them could only barely maintain their current posture.
——One person sat on a square table, leaning forward, while the other person’s black hair pulled his slightly open chest even wider, vaguely revealing the curves and ravines of his abdomen.
Yuwen Xuan endured the restlessness in his body and reached out to untie his tangled black hair.
But Baoshan's body was shaking all the time, which disturbed Yuwen Xuan even more, and her black hair became more and more tightly entangled.
As I watched, a few strands of her black hair broke off due to the pulling of the two people and fell lightly to the ground.
When Baoshan saw this, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked so pitiful.
"Just a few."
Yuwen Xuan said in a deep voice.
The tears in Baoshan's eyes became more and more violent, falling down in a rush.
The hair on our body is given by our parents. Since Baoshan was sold to the palace, she has lost her parents' blood relatives. However, she values these three thousand strands of black hair very much. If the wooden comb pulls out a strand, she will hold the hair in her hand and feel sad for several days.
Now that her black hair has been pulled into this state, Baoshan can't help but feel heartbroken.
Yuwen Xuan was helpless. Seeing that she was getting more and more sad, her brows were tightly furrowed and her eyes were full of tears. He put his big hands on the buttons of her clothes and pulled them hard.
The buttons fell to the ground in pieces, and the strand of black hair entangled with the treasure fan was also rescued.
Baoshan raised his head to express his gratitude, but what he saw was skin with smooth and distinct lines. An ugly scar like a snake spread from the waist to the back. The color of the scar was no longer bright red, so it must be an old wound. He didn't know how long the wound had been there, but it was still so horrifying.
Yuwen Xuan tore open his robe, but the restlessness in his heart was not soothed.
Instead, as Bao Shan looked at the old wound, it grew and spread.
The medicinal soup has flowed from the abdomen to every part of Yu Wenxuan's blood and every inch of his body, and is roaring wildly.
Yu Wenxuan's clear eyes were covered with confusion, and his whole body was controlled by something called nature.
Baoshan's back rested against the cold, hard square table, revealing her jade-white shoulders.
Such a small and soft shoulder was very much like the lush pear blossoms in the palace, delicate and emitting a light fragrance. Yuwen Xuan leaned over and bit the round shoulder.
He heard a soft hum from beneath him, and his movements softened. The nibbling gave way to a gentle lick. Yuwen Xuan was incredibly persistent, like a wolf hunting in the valley, targeting its prey and aiming for its vitals, refusing to let up.
Yuwen Xuan gently bit and licked the softest and most vulnerable part of the neck of the poor and helpless little animal.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
Baoshan cried out helplessly with sobs, trying to wake Yuwen Xuan's mind.
Yuwen Xuan's body stiffened slightly, and he looked up to observe his prey.
Just as Baoshan's eyes revealed a look of joy, Yuwen Xuan bent down again and left a bright tooth mark on Baoshan's jaw.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuwen Xuan fell to the ground. Baoshan looked at the tiny red marks on his shoulders, hurriedly gathered up his clothes, and when he stepped out of the house, he found that the housekeeper and the court doctor were still waiting outside, but Miss Deng was nowhere to be seen.
Baoshan's eyes were red and his face was pale, but he paused when he passed by the court doctor.
"The prince has fallen to the ground. Go and see him as soon as possible. Don't let him catch a cold."
The palace doctor and the housekeeper walked into the house, called the guards outside, and helped Yuwen Xuan up. After a while, Yuwen Xuan woke up slowly, saw the mess on the ground, and frowned.
There was no one else in the room, and the court doctor said in a deep voice: "There is a fruitless grass in this prescription, and its stems are often used as medicine.
However, its leaves are also a folk herbal remedy for pain. However, if you use too much of this herb, you will become unconscious. Moreover, over time, the usual dosage will not be effective, so you have to keep increasing the dosage, and the duration of unconsciousness will also increase accordingly."
Therefore, the court physician added an excessive amount of medicine when administering it for the first time to test the effect.
Seeing that Yuwen Xuan was not angry, the court doctor felt relieved. Fortunately, his risky action did not anger Yuwen Xuan.
Yu Wenxuan's eyes were slightly cold. When he tried to recall the memory of when the medicine took effect, his head ached slightly. He could only recall the scene of him tearing open his clothes and untying the threads of the treasure fan.
It can be seen that the person who deliberately came up with this prescription wanted to take advantage of his desire to cure his hidden illness in order to confuse his thoughts.
"Everything remains the same."
The court doctor said yes, and the medicinal soup was still cooked, but it was not put into Yuwen Xuan's mouth.
Yuwen Xuan picked up his clothes, which were lingering with a soft fragrance. His brows furrowed slightly, and his face became slightly gloomy.
The birth of a prince in the palace should have been a happy event, but no one was happy.
Although the current emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, only the queen has children. The others have tried their best but have not been able to have children to accompany them.
The emperor dotes on the queen, and his only son is born to her. Everyone says that the two have a deep affection and are very loving.
However, this prince who was born suddenly was born to a lowly palace maid.
It was heard that the emperor was drunk and did it on a whim, but who would have thought that the palace maid was so bold that she secretly hid it from everyone and was not discovered until the day of delivery.
The emperor has yet to decide what to do with the prince born to this palace maid.
A few days later, the emperor personally held a birthday banquet for the queen's child, and all the families of civil and military officials in the court were invited.
Since there is fine wine and delicious food, Yuwen Xuan will naturally go.
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