It is dry and dull, and even the internal organs are as if they are being squeezed by something. Every subtle movement of the body will cause a thunderous pain.

Lin Sishen was awakened by pain in a coma. The moment he regained consciousness, the first thought that came to her heart was fear, which made her forget all the pain and the fear that penetrated her bone marrow.

That was the biggest reason that pulled her mind and prompted her to wake up quickly.

The moment she opened her eyes, Lin Sishen was like a fish thrown ashore and exposed to the sun, gasping heavily. Even though her eyes were blurred, she subconsciously hugged her body tightly.

Suddenly a warm hand was pressed on her shoulder, and a familiar voice rang in her ears: "Young Master, are you awake?"

The mist in front of her gradually dissipated, and Lin Sishen, with a haggard face, turned her head. She looked at Mo Zhu next to the bed in a daze, as if she had caught a life-saving grass, reached out and grabbed Mo Zhu's wrist tightly. She asked anxiously in a hoarse voice: "Do they understand?"

The wrist that Lin Sishen grabbed was stinging, and Mo Zhu ignored the pain. She patted Lin Sishen's shoulder as if she was coaxing a child, and comforted softly: "Young master, don't move around first, be careful to touch the wound."

Lin Sishen temporarily calmed down. She looked around and saw a familiar room in front of her. There were blood-stained strips of cloth and a medicine box on the wooden table next to her.

The familiar room and the familiar people in front of her made Lin Sishen feel a little relieved. The panic in her eyes dissipated and she returned to the bright light.

Seeing that she was not so excited, Mo Zhu broke free from Lin Sishen's hand and lowered her voice and hinted: "Don't worry, young master, only my servants have treated your wound from beginning to end."

Although the pain was unbearable, it also kept Lin Sishen awake. She gritted her teeth and the cold sweat on her forehead soaked her sideburns.

Mo Zhu's words made her feel relieved. She slowly closed her eyes and said calmly: "Tell me what happened after I fainted."

Mo Zhu said briefly what happened after she fainted: "After she fainted, she kept holding her collar tightly and chanting the name of her servant. The emperor originally wanted to send the young master to the Imperial Hospital for treatment, but the princess said that the general's mansion was approaching, and the young master had only had skin injuries but not muscles and bones. Besides, he had been used to taking care of his servants, so he sent the young master back to the mansion first."

"It's her." Lin Sishen opened his eyes, his expression in his eyes was extremely complicated. After a brief silence, she asked again: "The princess knows my identity."

Mo Zhu shook her head: "When the young master returned to the house, I checked it, but my clothes were not untied, so I think I should not know."

Lin Sishen frowned, and she pondered for a moment: "She acted a little weird, just like..."

Seeing her thoughtful look, Mo Zhu softly comforted her: "Maybe the young master thought too much, maybe it was just because the young master was chanting my name and the general knew that I was proficient in medical principles, so he sent me back."

The pain on the shoulder was severe, and Lin Sishen took a breath: "Maybe I'm suspicious."

Mo Zhu wiped her sweat, then stopped talking, "Young Master, I think the princess seems to care too much about you."

Lin Sishen looked at her in confusion: "How do you say it?"

Mo Zhu pursed her lips and said a little depressedly: "On the way back to the house, the princess held the young master all the way and was covered in blood. After sending the young master, before I treated the young master, the princess said something coldly to me."

Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What did she say?"

Mo Zhu glanced at Lin Sishen. The girl who had always been steady felt a little aggrieved today. She curled her lips and learned from Chen Qinghuan's tone that day and said, "Don't let her down."

When Chen Qinghua said this, Mo Zhu felt cold behind her eyes full of frost.

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Sishen to react, Mo Zhu whispered and angrily: "I don't know what qualifications she has to say to me."

The strange feeling in his heart surged into his heart again. Lin Sishen frowned and pondered Chen Qinghua's words: "Don't let her down."

Mo Zhu muttered a few times and made a conclusion: "I see that the princess is jealous. Who told me to keep calling me by my name after fainting? If this woman is jealous, it will be terrible."

Lin Sishen lazily raised his eyelids and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, why are she jealous? I and she are just guarding against each other."

Mo Zhu pulled the corners of her lips perfunctorily: "If it weren't for jealousy, then the young master would tell me what position the princess said to me."

Lin Sishen did not agree with her words, but instead frowned and said worriedly: "I always feel that she seems to know my identity."

Lin Sishen was talking to Mo Zhu, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. Liu Qingyun called Mo Zhu's name outside and asked her to open the door.

Mo Zhu walked quickly and opened the door. Before Mo Zhu could open his mouth, Liu Qingyun rushed to the edge of the bed like a gust of wind.

Seeing Lin Sishen woke up, Liu Qingyun's haggard face showed joy. She looked at Lin Sishen with tears in her eyes, touching Lin Sishen's face with some helplessness, and then touched her forehead: "Shen'er, you wake up, you scared your mother to death, does it still hurt?"

Lin Sishen pulled the corners of his lips, smiled at Liu Qingyun, and comforted him: "Mom, I'm fine, I can still bear it."

Seeing the child's cold sweat all over his body, he still tried hard to pull away his smile and comfort himself, Liu Qingyun's tears couldn't help but she couldn't help but she grabbed Lin Sishen's hand with sobs, feeling distressed and complaining: "So many guards are here, why are you showing off? Have you ever thought about what if something happened to you, what will your mother do?"

Lin Sishen blinked at her: "Mom, look, aren't it okay for me? Besides, I've been protecting this time."

Liu Qingyun wiped his tears and looked back at Mo Zhu. Mo Zhu understood and stepped out and closed the door, then stood outside the door and watched for the two of them.

As soon as Mo Zhu left, Liu Qingyun said with a heavy face: "You have thought about it carefully these days when you were unconscious. Anyway, you have made contributions to protecting the emperor this time. If you inform the emperor of your identity at this time, perhaps you can atone for your merits and atone for your sins and atone for us to deceive the emperor."

Lin Sishen shook his head: "It's not appropriate. Even if I make contributions to the rescue of the Lord this time, the emperor will not let the General's Mansion go easily. Mother, this matter is so widely involved. Either keep it hidden, or if it is exposed, it will implicate the General's Mansion."

Liu Qingyun pondered for a moment, sighed and said, "You can't hide it for the rest of your life. You're about to marry the princess. What if she finds out?"

Lin Sishen lowered her eyes. She had thought about this. If Chen Qinghua knew her identity, she would not have told her outsiders.

After all, she and the General's Mansion have value in exploiting Chen Qinghua. As long as this value exists for a day, Chen Qinghua will not attack her.

Lin Sishen didn't speak. Liu Qingyun looked at her and suddenly squinted her eyes and asked, "I heard from your father that day, Princess Chunli held your hand in front of everyone. Is there anything wrong?"

Lin Sishen coughed lightly and nodded awkwardly: "Even after a while, it's nothing."

Liu Qingyun gritted her teeth and said with regret: "She has evil intentions towards you, a silly child."

Lin Sishen held his forehead helplessly, and she explained: "Don't talk nonsense, you have no evil intentions, you just act like a person in front of outsiders."

This child was not at all wary of others. Liu Qingyun stomped his feet and his excited voice became louder: "Don't have any bad intentions? She dares to hold your hand today, and she will dare to treat you tomorrow..."

In the second half of the sentence Liu Qingyun was embarrassed to say it, Lin Sishen rolled his eyes secretly with laughter and crying: "What do you want to me?"

"There are more than just men in this world. You are so handsome. She will inevitably not have bad thoughts. Now she will hold your hand before getting married. When it is time to kiss, she will be very lustful and give you some medicine, and then..."

Liu Qingyun usually likes to read miscellaneous books written by storytellers, such as the secrets of the red pink palace in the world. She said it while scaring herself to whiteneck.

Lin Sishen looked desperate. She sighed and looked at Liu Qingyun quietly, interrupting her fantasy: "Can you stop reading those crooked books?"

Liu Qingyun was anxiously revolving: "Shen'er, mom is worried about you. You said it would be fine if you were ugly."

Lin Sishen was made laugh and could only praise him: "That's thanks to your mother, you are so beautiful and beautiful."

Liu Qingyun couldn't suppress her smile, and was praised by Lin Sishen: "What I said is that, your mother was one of the best beauties in the capital back then, thinking about that time..."

When he heard that back then, Lin Sishen frowned decisively, and acted coquettishly with a look of grievance and a little tremolo: "Mom, my wound hurts."

Liu Qingyun's face suddenly changed. He touched her aggrieved face and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, my mother is here, I'll call Mo Zhu to show you."

After finally coaxing Liu Qingyun away, Lin Sishen sighed quietly. Her mother has never changed. She has been born in a scholarly family since she was a child and grew up under the stars. Now she is still as childish as a thirty years old.

Lin Sishen's injury looked terrifying, but in fact it only hurt his flesh and blood. He could get out of bed and walk after a few days of pain.

The emperor was deeply pleased that she was rewarded with the help of her master's support this time. Not only did she reward a car with a thousand taels of gold, she was promoted to a doctor in the Ministry of War.

In just a few days, Lin Sishen instantly became a fifth-rank official in the court from an idle playboy. The speed of promotion is unprecedented.

To outsiders, Lin Sishen is a big pie that fell from the sky, but Lin Sishen didn't think so. All this went too smoothly, as if someone had been paving the way for her long ago.

Not only could she not be happy, she even felt that her future journey would become more and more dangerous, and if she was not careful, she would be doomed.

There was also the assassin who was assassin. He heard from his father that the assassin was captured and died of poison before being interrogated. He had poison in his mouth and had originally planned to commit suicide after failing to assassination.

On the dead assassin, someone found a plum blossom mark on his back, which was a unique symbol of the secret spies in Laos.

The person who assassinated the emperor was a spy from Lao. When the emperor learned about it, he was furious and detained the Lao envoy who was still on the way in Youzhou. He collected their documents and imprisoned them. This move was undoubtedly a declaration of war on Lao.

It seems that the peace that has been maintained for more than ten years is about to be broken.

On that day, Lin Sishen felt that his wound was healed, so he went to Liuguang Pavilion to see Chen Qingfu.

Mo Zhu also said that Chen Qinghua was not ordinary to her, but since she woke up, Chen Qinghua had never seen her.

Lin Sishen didn't want to see Chen Qinghua, she just wanted to find Chen Qinghua to find out and think indirectly whether Chen Qinghua knew her identity. After all, Chen Qinghua's behavior on the day she was injured was very questionable.

When Lin Sishen walked to the gate of Liuguang Pavilion, Lu Yin and Lan Qing were not sure what they were busy with, and were moving things out.

As soon as she saw Lin Sishen moving over, Lan Qing ran up to support her. The girl who had always been cold to her was so eager that she was not used to it today.

Lin Sishen coughed lightly and pulled out the hand that was supported by Lan Qing: "I'll just leave by myself, there's no need to bother Miss Lan Qing."

Lan Qing said cheerfully: "Then the young master just goes in by himself. The princess is in the hall, and Luyin and I are busy moving things."

Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment and asked softly: "The county chief is leaving?"

Lan Qing shook her head and said with a smile: "Let's leave in a few days, we will have to move your belongings tomorrow."

Lin Sishen frowned and said in confusion: "What are you doing with my things?"

Lan Qing explained, "After the young master and the princess get married, he has to move to Liuguang Pavilion. The general has been speaking for him in the past two days, and he has to start making arrangements for the young master."

After getting married, Lin Sishen moved to Liuguang Pavilion. She was not surprised by this. She nodded: "So that's it."

Lan Qing waved his hand: "Young master, go in, I'm busy, the princess is waiting for you."

Chen Qinghua guessed that he would come. He was really a terrible person. Lin Sishen sighed lightly and stepped slowly across the threshold.

As soon as she passed the screen wall, Lin Sishen saw Chen Qinghua standing under the eaves from a distance. She was standing under the pear tree in white, and above her head was full of pear blossoms.

The breeze blew past the petals and drifted. She slowly raised her hand, and her white and soft fingertips caught a falling petal.

This cold and arrogant woman actually took a piece of floating petals, and a hint of joy flashed through her shimmering eyes.

The white petals falling between her hair were like the snow in winter. The joyful look in Chen Qing's eyes that were restrained made Lin Sishen hold his breath and stop. She looked at her not far away, not wanting to make a sound to disturb her.

The flowers are full of beautiful flowers on the branches, everything is just right, not as charming as the wind and clouds are light.

Chen Qinghua slowly raised his head and looked over. The smile in her eyes was still there. When she saw Lin Sishen, she blinked slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips raised slightly, and she said softly: "The pear blossoms are blooming."

In just four short words, a seemingly unintentional smile made Lin Sishen's heart beat suddenly accelerate. She quickly turned her head and responded in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

Chen Qinghua released the petals on her fingertips and fell, and she quickly returned to her usual coldness: "What are you doing when you stand so far?"

Lin Sishen lowered her eyes, she took a deep breath and raised her eyes, walked slowly over, and then stopped after she reached Chen Qinghuan a few steps away.

For some reason, she felt a little awkward when facing Chen Qinghua today, and she turned her eyes: "When will the princess leave the house?"

Chen Qinghua's eyes fell on her shoulders, and his tone was neither cold nor indifferent: "Are you in a hurry to let me go?"

Lin Sishen shook his head: "I saw Miss Lanqing and Miss Green Yin tidying up their luggage, so I came to ask."

Chen Qinghua looked at the pear tree beside him: "I will leave the general's mansion in two days. I will not be able to meet you before getting married."

Somehow, Lin Sishen replied in a strange way: "When you come back, the pear blossoms should have not yet fallen."

Chen Qinghua's eyes were filled with a smile, and she curled her eyes and asked, "Do you think I can't bear to leave the pear blossom?"

Lin Sishen pursed her lips and coughed lightly. She subconsciously raised her hand and stroked her left shoulder: "I haven't thanked you that day."

Chen Qinghua shook his head gently, then looked at her calmly, opened his lips and asked, "I haven't seen you in the past few days of recuperation. Are you unhappy?"

"Never." Lin Sishen frowned slightly. She took the sentence decisively. After the words finished, she seemed to think it was a bit inappropriate. She added: "I understand the relationship between me and the princess very well, just mutual benefit, and I dare not think about it at all."

Chen Qinghua's expression seemed to be much colder; "You know yourself."

Perhaps because her tone was suddenly too cold, Lin Sishen felt a little uncomfortable. She took a deep breath and looked straight into Chen Qinghuan's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "I am indeed very self-aware, so I want to ask the princess in advance when she plans to divorce me."

Chen Qinghuan glanced at her faintly, a hint of displeasure flashed across her cold face, and then she said coldly: "Three years will last."

Chen Qinghua's cold expression suddenly woke Lin Sishen up. She had just provoked Chen Qinghua without any reason, but she felt dissatisfied because of her change in expression.

Lin Sishen, who realized that he had lost his composure, turned his head and whispered: "In the past three years, I will sleep with the princess."

Chen Qinghua's eyes moved away from her, but he just said two words coldly: "Very good."

The shoulder seemed to start to hurt again. Lin Sishen calmly held his anger and bowed respectfully: "I'm nagging the princess, Sishen said goodbye."

It seemed that he was a little out of shape today. Lin Sishen turned around and took two steps, but unexpectedly, Chen Qinghuan behind him suddenly called her: "Let's go."

Lin Sishen paused, and she turned around and asked in a low voice: "The princess has something to do."

Chen Qinghua closed his eyes, slowly raised his left hand, which had been hanging beside him, and spread it in front of Lin Sishen: a white jade-colored porcelain bottle lies quietly in his white palm. Although he doesn't know what it is, he can tell that it should be very expensive by looking at the container.

Chen Qing's eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she was a little tired. She introduced in a concise manner: "This is pear blossom cream. If applied to the wound for half a month, the scar will fade away."

Lin Sishen has heard of this medicine. Because it has a unique effect, it is extremely precious. I am afraid it is hard to find even if it is a large amount of money.

It just now that Chen Qinghuan was unhappy. She seemed angry, but she still wanted to give Lin Sishen a rare medicine, which was really unbelievable.

Lin Sishen looked at the porcelain bottle in Chen Qinghua's palm, and his expression was a little complicated: "Why should the princess do such a precious thing..."

Chen Qinghua placed the porcelain bottle on the red painted wooden railing beside it and said lightly: "I am looking for you, you don't have to refuse."

Lin Sishen stood there without moving. The things that have been bothering her for the past few days made her bored and anxious. She took a deep breath and looked up at Chen Qinghuan, and asked softly: "You are just trying to win over me for this?"

The tired look in Chen Qinghua's eyes became more and more obvious. She said coldly: "Yes, do you think I have other intentions?"

Lin Sishen pursed his lips and then raised a smile: "It should be like this, I thought too much."

Chen Qinghua frowned, and she opened her red lips lightly but did not speak. After a while of silence, she waved her sleeves and said, "I'm tired, you go back." After that, she turned around and left.

Lin Sishen took the porcelain bottle and held it in his palm, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Princess, for giving the medicine."

Chen Qinghuan paused slightly, and then she did not turn around or stop. She walked through the hall and walked straight towards the study.

Lin Sishen didn't know what was wrong with her today, and always felt that she was too motivated. Chen Qinghua's identity was different from hers, and she still didn't know Chen Qinghua's real purpose.

Besides, he would have to get along in the name of a husband and wife in the future, so it would not be wise to anger her like this.

Back in the house, Lin Sishen placed the porcelain bottle that Chen Qinghua had handed to her on the table, and then rubbed the painful forehead. She was upset and felt that she couldn't calm down.

My mind was filled with Chen Qinghua's brilliant smile under the pear tree, and her cold face just now.

Just as she sighed, Mo Zhu suddenly pushed the door and walked in: "Young master, it's time to change the dressing."

Lin Sishen lowered his hands and closed his eyes expressionlessly: "Yes."

Mo Zhu walked up with the medicine box on her back. She shook her nose and her eyes lit up. She looked at the porcelain bottle on the table: "Hey, this smell."

Lin Sishen's wet nurse is Mo Zhu's aunt. She has very high medical skills. Lin Sishen's injuries were taken care of by the wet nurse when she was young. Mo Zhu followed her wet nurse since she was a child. After the wet nurse left, she took care of Lin Sishen.

Mo Zhu is very talented in medical science. She just smelled the smell in the house. She put down the medicine box and couldn't wait to pick up the porcelain bottle on the table, and asked anxiously: "Young Master, where did this come from?"

Lin Sishen glanced at her and saw that she was quite interested, and sighed: "This is the pear blossom cream given by the princess, which is said to be able to fade the scars."

Mo Zhu was happy and asked hurriedly: "The fragrance is strong, and this should be prepared in the past few days. Young Master, do you know where the princess got this ointment?"

Mo Zhu was rarely interested in something. Seeing her so excited, Lin Sishen asked, "You seem to be very interested?"

"I have been preparing for more than half a year and have not prepared a prescription." Mo Zhu nodded repeatedly, then sat beside Lin Sishen and pulled the corner of her clothes: "Young Master, can I...

Lin Sishen looked at her with his eyes narrowed and guessed what she thought: "Do you want to take some back and study the ingredients of the ointment to perfect your prescription?"

Mo Zhu nodded and looked at Lin Sishen with anticipation: "Will the young master agree?"

Lin Sishen didn't say much, but just responded lightly: "Yes."

Mo Zhu happily opened the porcelain bottle, carefully took out a small drop of ointment and put it away, and then prepared to change the medicine for Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen kept his eyes closed and said nothing. Mo Zhu was with her since childhood. Naturally, she knew that she was having trouble, so she asked softly: "Is there a bad thing for the young master to see the princess today?"

Of course, it was a bad thing, but Lin Sishen felt that these words were not easy to say to Mo Zhu, so he shook his head perfunctorily and said, "Never."

Mo Zhu stood beside her and took off the white cloth wrapped around the wound. She saw that the scar on Lin Sishen’s fair shoulder had not yet been scabbed and healed. The newly applied medicine powder on the wound came with a burning pain.

But Lin Sishen's eyes were closed and his face was expressionless, and even his breathing did not stutter.

After changing the medicine, Mo Zhu cleaned her collar and tidied up her medicine box while tidying up her medicine box, "If the young master doesn't want to say it, I won't ask. But the young master's thoughts are always in his heart, and he will inevitably feel depressed."

Lin Sishen slowly opened her eyes, and she looked at Mo Zhu with a complicated expression. After a long time, she asked, "What do you think of the princess?"

Mo Zhu closed the medicine box and thought carefully and replied: "The servant next to him can't tell, but the princess is generous, decent and intelligent. Although she looks cold, she never puts on airs. If the young master is a man, it would be a blessing to marry the princess."

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "But I am not a man."

Mo Zhu said incisively: "Now the young master can only take one step at a time. You and the princess are going to be a fake couple, but it will be unfavorable if you know too much."

Lin Sishen was stunned: "You are right. Just be a fake couple who are in harmony with each other. Why should I know her intentions?"

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