The young man struggled and said, "I want to leave immediately and I can't bring you any trouble."
Zelan pressed his shoulder, "You can't go anywhere now. Your uncle's people are looking for you. If you go out, you will die. You should recover from your injuries before going out."
The young man felt the pain coming from his abdomen. The pain was not very obvious. He wanted to take a look. Zelan said: "Don't move. Recuperate first. After three days, you can go out."
The young man lay down weakly. He was severely exhausted and had no strength at all. He actually couldn't walk out, but he was afraid of hurting her.
"He... will find me. I can't escape anymore. Don't get into trouble!"
"I'm not afraid of being implicated. You just need to stay here for three days to recover."
"It's useless." The young man's face was pale, and there was no hope in his light blue eyes. "My confidants are all dead, and he also knows that I did it. As long as he sees my wounds, he can kill me."
"Once the wound is healed, there will be no wound." Zelan said with a smile.
The young man looked at her and smiled, yes, what does a child know?
The wound heals, but scars remain.
Well, if you can stay here for three days, it can be considered as a few days in your life without him watching and monitoring you.
He slowly fell asleep again.
When I woke up, it was dark outside, the room was lit with light, and there was meat porridge on the table, which was delicious.
When Zelan saw him waking up, he brought the porridge over and fed him mouthfuls. He said, "I told them I wanted to drink porridge, and they brought it to me. You can eat it with confidence. There is also a big pot."
The young man was very hungry, so Zeelan brought him a bite. He ate a bite, but he ate a little hastily, ignoring that the porridge was still a little hot.
After eating the porridge, he seemed to be more energetic. He quietly watched Zelan busy cleaning up, and a warmth gradually flowed through his limbs and bones in his heart.
When Zee Lan finished cleaning up, he came over with a glass of water in one hand and a few pills in the other hand, and put them into his mouth, "Take the pill, it will heal the wound!"
He opened his mouth and took the medicine. He took a sip of water with her hand and swallowed the medicine. The medicine stayed in his mouth for a long time. After swallowing, he felt very bitter.
Zeelan immediately brought a candy to her. He didn't like sweets, but he couldn't resist the smile on her face, so he opened his mouth to eat it.
The sweetness dispelled the bitterness in his mouth, and the young man only felt all kinds of tastes in his heart, his nose was very sour, and he wanted to cry.
But he is not qualified yet.
"My name is Wanyan Jingtian!" the young man said suddenly.
Zelan smiled, "I know!" She already knew the name of the Emperor of Jin.
"I want to tell you personally!" The young man was a little stubborn, and his pale face actually shone slightly.
Zelan said "Oh" and introduced himself again, "My name is Zelan!"
"Surnamed Ze?"
"My father gave me the surname, just know my name!" Zelan sat on the bed, cross-legged, her hair was loose and soft, and there were some slight curls on her temples and ears, and the curvature was so beautiful that it hung on her
Beside the white and pure cheeks.
Like a delicately carved white porcelain doll.
The young man looked at her with burning eyes, "If I escape this disaster, will you marry me when I grow up?"
Zelan thought of what was playing in the TV series, and sighed solemnly, "I don't think we should promise each other too much at this stage."
"Just tell me if you are willing or not!" The young man became stubborn. The fire in his eyes was more obvious, but the light blue of the past was gone.
Zelan felt that his wounds would be broken when he was excited, so he responded casually, "Okay!"
Anyway, Master said that women don’t have to keep their promises. Women should be scumbags so that they won’t be bullied by stinky men.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile gradually bloomed on his clear and beautiful cheeks, "Okay, I must live and marry you alive!"
"..."
"Another bowl of porridge, a big one!" the young man said enthusiastically.
"..."
Zelan fed him another bowl, and he fell asleep again.