Chapter 169: Applying Medicine
Will the curse come true?!
He doesn't believe it!
Xin Hongying's expressionless face suddenly turned cold, but a hint of worry and fear flashed across his black jade eyes, and his hands in his sleeves clenched tighter and tighter.
Miss Yi Han said slowly, "I just don't want to listen to her curses anymore..."
She slowly straightened up and stood up.
He had a sad look on his face and a weak tone, like a young child who had done something wrong and was timidly waiting for the verdict.
"Goddess, brother, did I do something wrong?"
Just before she could make a move, Miss Yi Han took action first. It was really too much of a coincidence.
Shen Tingyu was more cautious. She squatted down and stretched out her hands to feel the Queen Mother's breath.
Miss Yi Han watched her movements, her eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't help but clench the corner of her clothes.
For a long while, there was no breath.
The big stone in Shen Tingyu's heart was slowly put down, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The Queen Mother died anyway.
It was true that Xin Hongying did not feel a trace of sadness in her heart, but he had already expected that she would end up like this.
Suppressing the sadness in his heart, he took a step forward.
Finally, he snatched the sword from Shen Tingyu’s hand and threw it on the ground, making a crisp metallic sound.
He put his hands on her shoulders and walked aside.
As he spoke, he took her away.
"You are injured. I will take you to get bandaged."
The noise on the observatory ended, and Xin Hongying ordered An Chi to collect the empress dowager's body and bury her properly as the empress dowager.
This is the last bit of decency.
An Chi responded: "Yes."
After Shen Tingyu and Xin Hongying left, under Bai Feng's cover, no one saw that Miss Yi Han's white fingers stuffed a black pill into the Queen Mother's mouth.
The pill followed the movement of her palm and was actually swallowed by the Queen Mother. Everything happened so quietly.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and the hazy glow of the setting sun illuminates the sky red, and even the setting sun is approaching its end.
In the Observatory.
A ray of bright sunset shone into the imperial teacher's bedroom through the half-open window.
"Your hand."
If someone passed by the half-open window at this moment, they would see the emperor, who had been cruel and violent for many years, sitting next to the woman, looking down at her hand.
The bright sunset lengthened their shadows.
Xin Hongying held her hand and used the cleanest handkerchief.
Wiping the blood and debris that kept flowing out from the wound, his eyes as calm as water were filled with heartache.
Avoiding the hideous and blurry flesh and blood, his movements were extremely gentle and cautious.
While wiping it, Xin Hongying asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Shen Tingyu watched his movements, pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes covered with watery light, watching quietly.
It felt good to have someone care about her, but she didn't want to speak and ruin this rare atmosphere.
Shen Tingyu pulled out the red cloth seal from the porcelain bottle and said, "This is the best medicine for gold wounds in the palace. It's just a little painful, so just bear with it."
Shen Tingyu nodded.
The goddess lowered her eyebrows, spread her hands, and let him apply the medicine with great trust.
The time is quiet, and the delicate little face looks particularly well-behaved under the light and shadow, with an inexplicable feeling of indulgence.
The powder was sprinkled on the wound. Even though Shen Tingyu was mentally prepared, he still grimaced in pain.
The goddess's aura was gone, leaving only a sense of substance that could be touched by mortals.
Xin Hongying's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his sharp and cold eyebrows turned into a deep sea of gentleness.
The worries caused by the queen mother's last words disappeared at this moment.
The goddess had promised him personally that she would stay.
Shen Tingyu raised her eyes and glared at him, her eyes misty with tears, her voice accusing.
"Your Majesty! What are you looking at?"
"Wrap the strips of cloth around me quickly, quickly...it hurts!"
Xin Hongying came back to his senses and said "oh".
He hurriedly took out a clean white cloth and wrapped it around the wound. His movements were hasty, cautious, and in a hurry.
"alright."
He held Shen Tingyu’s palm and blew a last breath gently.
After the pain passed, Shen Tingyu was surprised to find that his hands were wrapped into boxing gloves and he could punch directly.
She opened her hands helplessly and held her forehead silently.
But he accidentally pulled the wound on his shoulder and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Xin Hongying looked at her while holding the golden medicine.
"You still have a wound on your shoulder..."
Shen Tingyu realized that the wound on her shoulder required half-undressing before applying medicine, and her cheeks flushed like a peach.
She looked away and spoke slowly.
"Actually, this injury doesn't require any medicine."
"As long as I turn back into a doll, the injury will heal naturally. There's no need to waste this excellent golden medicine."
If she hadn't been greedy for his tenderness, she would probably have just used a clean white cloth to stop the bleeding.
"No! You must apply medicine."
Xin Hongying flatly refused.
"You'll be in pain!"
Her eyelashes trembled, and Shen Tingyu felt warm in her heart, as if something had hit her fragile heart hard.
The outer shirt that was stuck to his flesh and blood slipped down to his shoulders. The slightest movement was accompanied by a sharp pain. The slight blush that had just appeared on Shen Tingyu's cheeks disappeared in an instant.
Oh my god, it really hurts!
The wound on the shoulder is not much better than the one on the palm, and the situation is equally grim.
On the white, tender and soft shoulder, next to the delicate collarbone, there was a very deep bloodstain, so red that it was glaring.
Xin Hongying's breath was choked.
The golden wound medicine sprinkled down, and the hands wrapped in gloves could not be clenched into fists, and were waved wildly in the air.
Shen Tingyu's face wrinkled: "Ahhh..., it hurts! What kind of golden wound medicine is this? Why is it more painful than alcohol?"
"Alcohol... is it strong liquor?"
Xin Hongying grabbed her waving hand, and where his palm touched was ice-cold.
His heart skipped a beat.
"Your hands are so cold!"
Shen Tingyu nodded randomly, a few tears streaming from the corners of his eyes in pain.
"White cloth..., wrap it around..."
Xin Hongying stood up and half-bent over.
The broad arms wrapped the white cloth in circles, and his fingers inevitably brushed against the cold skin, which was the silky touch he had imagined.
His eyes gradually dimmed, but they fell involuntarily on her delicate collarbone, and he felt nervous and a little confused.
The subtle itch covers up the slight pain, and the invisible arousal is the most exciting.
Shen Tingyu gradually felt that the atmosphere was a little hot.
"Okay, okay..."
She raised her hand, and placed her fist-sized hand on his strong arm, stopping Xin Hongying's action in time.
"Okay."
Xin Hongying tied the wrapped white cloth into a bow.
Shen Tingyu stood up and said slowly: “You go out, I want to change my clothes.”
Hearing this, Xin Hongying's questioning gaze fell on her unable to move fists, and her eyebrows raised in joy.
"Are you sure you want to change it yourself?"
Shen Tingyu was stunned.
What does he mean by this!
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