After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, as if there was something flaky sticking to his body, which was completely different from the soft brocade quilt in his bedroom. He endured the severe pain that he didn't know where it came from, and moved slightly.
.
As a result, I found that I was lying naked in front of everyone.
His face was suddenly like a masterful color palette, seeming to transcend natural color types, various mixtures, and various entanglements, "What are you looking at next? I can roll as far as I can."
It seems that since he met the witch Yun Dieyi, he no longer has an elegant image.
In front of everyone, I was always humiliated inexplicably, so I didn't care about my image at this time and just yelled.
When the maids heard this, they couldn't help but raise their eyes to look at Jun Feiliu, and then left with endless aftertaste. As for the concubines, they had been taught to be reserved, so they all looked at each other and left silently.
Both of them felt that Jun Feiliu's behavior was strange and unpredictable, but they didn't say another word.
One eunuch had the courage to take off his clothes and show them to Jun Feiliu at the risk of being scolded. "If the second prince doesn't mind, he will first wear the old slave's clothes to cover himself."
The person who said this was an old man in the palace. He had stayed in the palace for many years and had seen many strange things, but today's unbelievable sight was the first time he encountered it.
The dignified prince was lying naked among the flowers. This was too suspenseful.
Although he envied Jun Feiyi who had a more perfect body than him and did not have to endure the double trauma of a broken mind and body, he still took off his coat and put it on him in order to maintain Jun Feiliu's image.
Afraid that Jun Feiliu would get angry for no reason, he then left. Before leaving, he suddenly sighed softly in his heart, the clothes he wore on the second prince were actually quite suitable. The second prince had a well-proportioned figure, no matter what clothes he wore, he would look like
who.
Wear the clothes of a prince and look like a dragon.
Wear eunuch clothes...like a eunuch.
Jun Feiliu originally needed clothes to cover his body, so even though he was filled with resentment, he couldn't get angry at that old man.
When he felt that his body was not in close contact with the air like before, he planned to push himself up and return to his palace first, but found that his body seemed to be falling apart and he could not gather his strength at all.
Any slight movement will result in heartbreaking pain.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the arm that was still exposed and found that it was covered with bruises and bruises.
He began to recall what happened? How could he be so seriously injured? Who the hell dared to leave him here? After searching for information in his mind for a long time, he still couldn't find the answer.
My mind feels empty, as if something has been forgotten.
No matter how I recall it, there is no result. I only remember a pair of blue eyes in a blur, with aqua-blue light shining in them.
After about a cup of tea, the emperor came to the imperial garden in person. When he saw Jun Feiliu, he immediately ordered someone to call the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment. Since his body could not move, and there were no stretchers in this backward ancient world, Jun Feiliu
The clinic and treatment facility has turned into a field of flowers.
He probably had an inseparable bond with flowers in his life.
When the woman was dressing up, she was fought over by a group of old bustards and became the spokesperson of the Flower Goddess.
On the second day after someone else's wedding, the flowers were used as a holy place for healing.