Jiang Tang couldn't help lowering his head after saying only one word, his pink lips pursed tightly as if he was suppressing sadness. He obviously didn't say anything, but it seemed like he had said everything.
Xiao Yinhan glanced at her body with sharp eyes. He saw the embarrassing wounds on her face, and his mind automatically filled in the reasons for her: "Did you follow up on your own?"
Jiang Tang nodded lightly, but did not look at him: "I didn't trust the prince, so I followed behind quietly..."
Xiao Yinhan's voice suddenly became sharp: "You are so brave, you don't even listen to my words?"
When he spoke, he unconsciously exerted force on his palms. She groaned, but did not cry out in pain. She was inexplicably stubborn.
Xiao Yinhan stared at her, his eyes dark and lifeless: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
The girl's slender body trembled slightly, and just when he thought she wouldn't answer, a very soft female voice sounded like the wind: "I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that I will never see the prince again."
Xiao Yinhan was stunned, and all sorts of unknown feelings surged into his heart.
But at this moment, the girl raised her head, revealing a pair of eyes that became clearer and firmer after being washed: "You can punish me if you want, Your Majesty, but even if you do it again, I will follow you. Jiang Tang... I don't regret it."
Those smart eyes that seemed to be able to speak looked directly at him, and they seemed to be filled with many unsaid feelings.
As for those who didn't come, Xiao Yinhan's first reaction was to dodge.
He didn't dare to look into her eyes.
For a moment, the girl seemed to understand something, and a flash of sadness and self-deprecation flashed in her eyes.
Xiao Yinhan unconsciously exerted force on his palms and said in a low voice: "You don't know anything, and following you will only cause trouble. For the sake of your loyalty this time, I will let you go. Don't let it happen again!"
After speaking for a long time, he didn't hear the girl's answer. He finally couldn't help but look back at her, but he only had time to catch the flash of sadness.
When Xiao Yinhan subconsciously wanted to take a closer look, she had already cleaned it up, as if the deep love he just saw was just an illusion.
"I know this. I won't cause trouble to the prince next time."
Jiang Tang wiped the messy tears on his face with the back of his hand and smiled at him: "Are you hungry, Your Majesty? I picked some fruits, you can have a taste."
She gestured to leave, but paused: "Your Majesty, can you let go of your slave's hand first?"
Xiao Yinhan let go of her.
When he saw the girl getting up and walking in the direction she was going, wiping her tears with the back of her hand as she walked, he stretched out his hand and pressed on his chest. He didn't know why, but it felt a little uncomfortable.
"My lord, please try it. This wild fruit is very sweet."
When Jiang Tang came back, he had returned to his usual gentle and lovely appearance. Although the ends of his eyes were red and there were traces of crying, the rude look in his eyes had disappeared.
It was as if she was a clever little maid trying to please her master.
Xiao Yinhan only hesitated for a moment, then picked up a wild fruit from her palm and bit it into the girl's expectant eyes.
So astringent...
The urge to spit out instantly filled his brain, but he said nothing and swallowed silently, his dark eyelashes covering up the light in his eyes.
He ate three in a row and stopped eating.
Jiang Tang saw this and was about to eat it himself, but when he picked it up, the man snatched it away again.
She was a little confused: "Prince?"
The man said without changing his expression: "I want to eat."
"Oh." Sure enough, she stopped eating.
But the man who "wanted to eat" had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to cut down all the trees that grew this wild fruit!
Jiang Tang waited quietly beside him. When he finally finished eating, he suddenly reached out and touched his forehead.
Xiao Yinhan was stunned and looked at her with his black eyes.
She smiled slightly: "Let me see if the prince's fever has gone down."
Reduce fever...
Suddenly, a very fragrant picture flashed in Xiao Yinhan's mind.
He had a high fever last night, and his body felt hot and cold at the same time.
Then someone hugged him gently and kept comforting him.
He seemed to still remember the warm and soft cloud-like taste in his fingers.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him: "Did I have a fever last night? I remember..."
"Of course not!" Jiang Tang denied: "No, I have a slight fever, but it's not serious."
A strange blush appeared on the girl's snow-white cheeks, her eyes were like spring water, and she was inexplicably charming.
Xiao Yinhan felt something was wrong: "You..."
"Does the prince's injury still hurt?"
Jiang Tang boldly interrupted him: "The prince has been missing for so long. It's time for others to worry. Should we go back?"
When this matter was mentioned, Xiao Yinhan's attention was diverted, and his handsome face instantly turned cold and serious: "Go back."
The killing intent in his eyes cannot be concealed.
The girl next to him seemed to be relieved, and unconsciously pressed her right hand.
Xiao Yinhan's leg was already injured, but it worsened last night and he needed Jiang Tang's support to move.
Looking at the girl's slender body that was almost crushed, for a moment, he wanted to ask how she brought him out last night.
Jiang Tang didn't seem to know what he was thinking. His voice was gentle and patient: "Let's go this way. When I was picking fruits in the morning, I walked by and there was no one here."
Xiao Yinhan remained silent and did not speak.
Jiang Tang supported the man and walked forward with great effort. Sweat gradually formed on her forehead. She couldn't help but want to raise her hand to wipe the sweat, but as soon as she moved, a look of pain appeared on her face.
She raised her hand and put it down again, becoming quieter and silent.
Xiao Yinhan was just watching with cold eyes as she helped him, but suddenly he said: "What's wrong with your hand?"
As expected, the girl's face showed a panicked expression, and her subconscious reaction was to hide her hands behind her back: "It's okay."
But she couldn't move any faster than the man next to her. Xiao Yinhan almost reached out and grabbed her dodging right hand.
"pain……"
Jiang Tang screamed out in pain, his expression a little distorted.
Xiao Yinhan's strength was slightly lighter, but he did not let her go.
The specially wrapped sleeves were torn open, and a hideous blood-coagulated wound on the snow-white arm was exposed without any cover.
Xiao Yinhan was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"
The girl in front of her gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "Does the prince think he is ugly? My slave also thinks..."
She said and stretched out her hand to break away, but she couldn't get away.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
His voice was calm, but those familiar with him knew that this was a sign before the prince became angry.
Jiang Tang then stopped struggling: "It's just that when I came here, I was accidentally scratched by a leaf. In fact, it didn't hurt at all."
"lie."
Jiang Tang's body trembled slightly.
"If it doesn't hurt, why are you crying?"
The man's voice was rare and gentle, and she couldn't help but raise her head blankly: "Your Majesty?"
"Don't worry, I won't let it stay on you."
Xiao Yinhan looked at the dazzling wound and spoke like an oath.