That night, Xu Jing's whole body ached and he couldn't sleep lying down, so he had to sleep on his stomach.
Murong Shen was even worse. He suffered more serious injuries than Xu Jing. He applied medicine to the wounds, but no doctor came to give him acupuncture treatment. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his vitality was severely damaged.
Early the next morning, when the army set off, the prince asked Xu Jing to lie down in the carriage. Xu Jing did not try to show off, but lay down on the thick mat. Occasionally he looked out and looked at Colonel Murong, who was supporting himself on the horse. Xu Jing felt it from the bottom of his heart.
Feel happy.
The prince's carriage was very large and spacious. There were dozens of hidden compartments in the carriage. Xu Jing was bored and opened a hidden compartment with his legs, took out the candied fruits inside, and ate them with gusto.
The prince looked either angry or amused: "I'm in a good mood."
"Of course." Xu Jing grinned, and he was indeed in a good mood: "There are people who are more seriously injured than him. They want to ride horses to pay for their injuries. It's hard for him to be in a bad mood."
"No, my cousin loves him!"
The prince was amused.
Xu Jing opened another hidden square, turned over a chessboard and came out: "I'm really busy, what about their Eastern chess?"
The prince responded, showing his noble status, and walked east cross-legged. One of them lay on his stomach, the other walked, and laid out the chess pieces.
The prince has been extremely intelligent since he was a child. He is quite talented in reading and has excellent chess skills.
Xu Jing's chess skills can be described as smelly. Moreover, the quality of the chess pieces is very bad, and it is common to regret the game. Occasionally, he will steal one or two chess pieces.
After playing three games in a row, the prince smiled and sighed: "He finally convinced me. I just stole his chess pieces, why did he also steal his own chess pieces?"
Xu Jingli was not straightforward but said: "Don't let me, my cousin, suffer too much!"
The prince was so angry: "I really don't know how Miss Zhao Liu can tolerate my bad temper. In short, he will never play wrong with me in the future."
At midnight, Xu Jing, who was bored, begged with a grimace: "Cousin, he is so bored lying there. He doesn't read hard, so why don't you come to Dongqi!"
The prince's eyes moved slightly from the book and glanced sideways at Xu Jing: "I promise not to regret the chess piece or steal the chess pieces?"
Xu Jing immediately raised his right leg and said solemnly: "He swears by his personality."
Facts have proved that Xu Jing has no personality at all.
From time to time, the prince and Xu Jing could be heard talking and laughing in the carriage.
The prince's soldiers were already used to it. General Murong, who was riding his horse at the side, glanced at Murong Shen intentionally or unintentionally.
That glance was either a reminder or a warning.
Xu Jing and Prince Dian Dong have a close relationship. The Prince protects Xu Jing at all times, so it would be better not to offend Xu Jing less in the future. If you don't anger Prince Dian Dong, it will be a big mistake.
Murong Shen's face showed no expression at all, and his figure on the horse was extremely stiff.
…
For several months after receiving Donglai, Xu Jing never showed up. Every month, he would lie down in the carriage, served by Wan Taiyi, who ate and drank delicious food, and even Prince Diandong personally accompanied Dongqi.
"Taiyi Wan, how is Cousin Jing's injury?" Prince Dian Dong asked patiently.
Doctor Wan took back the golden needle and responded with a smile: "The prince is young and full of energy. He has been carefully nourished in the past few months and has recovered very well. The external injuries have been healed and most of them have healed. In a few months, the prince's body will be healed."
But they all retreated.”
The prince felt relieved and smiled: "Thank you, Doctor Wan, for your hard work."
He also asked Eunuch Lu to watch and reward him.
The prince is rewarded and cannot refuse it.
Dr. Wan thanked him respectfully, received the generous reward, and returned home.
Xu Jing grinned at the prince: "He has already said that he is fine. My cousin should be relieved now."
The prince glared at him angrily: "It's half a month's journey to the capital. Just stay calm with me along the way."
Xu Jing nodded in agreement without saying anything.
That guarantee is like a gust of wind, it blows away without leaving a trace. The prince knew it well and called two soldiers over: "The two of us will follow the prince from now on. Wherever the prince goes, we will go."
Xu Jing: "..."
Xu Jing looked helpless and murmured in a low voice: "Cousin, do you really believe in him?"
The prince hummed politely.
Xu Jing had no choice but to sigh and said, "Okay! Please do that to reassure my cousin. He can just listen to his advice."
If you get a bargain, you'll be very good at it.
The prince smiled and gave him a red look: "If he takes me out of the capital, he will have to bring me back to the capital with all my beards and tail. Otherwise, I will not be able to see my future brothers and sisters in the future."
Mentioning Zhao Xiyan, Xu Jing felt sour and sweet at the same time, as if something had been pinched at the tip of his heart, and his eyes were a little warm.
Sister Yue Ya'er, I'm waiting for him, he will be back soon.
…
In another room, the candle flickered, and the light flickered on and off.
Murong Shen walked on the chair, exposing his chest.
While applying the medicine, the soldier sighed: "Young master is so seriously injured. Every day he rides on horseback and pays 2D Qianggang deer as if nothing has happened. Your master's injury is not getting better, it seems to be getting worse."
Murong Shen remained silent.
Physical pain is nothing.
When he thought that he would ask for a wife after returning to the capital, and that Zhao Xiyan would marry into the Beihai Palace, a wave of pain overwhelmed him. It was as if his breath had been blocked, and he was almost suffocating.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
General Murong walked in. His eyes passed over Murong Shen's scarred body. General Murong frowned quickly: "Why are you injured so badly?"
Murong Shen frowned, quickly pulled the clothes aside and put them on, and responded calmly: "Father, don't worry, he can handle that little injury."
General Murong said: "After returning to the capital, I will take a few months' leave to recover from my injuries before I can work in the palace as an errand."
Murong Shen looked at his father who couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, he listens to his father."
Then, it got cold.
I don’t know since when, father and son have become increasingly estranged. They have nothing to say when they are together.
General Murong suddenly asked: "My mother wrote to tell him that I killed the maid next to Yan'er with a stick."
Murong Shen nodded: "Third sister has an impetuous temperament. She talks nonsense when she goes out to be a guest, insults Miss Zhao Liu's reputation, and has a quarrel with Miss Zhao Qi. He teaches her a lesson and hopes that she will calm down in the future."
General Murong would not take the life and death of a slave in his eyes, which made him unhappy to deny the cruelty of Murong Shencuo's own sister.
General Murong said coldly: "Yan'er is very young and ignorant, and she doesn't want to treat a girl in her boudoir. Sometimes she behaves inappropriately, so just let my mother teach her slowly."
His mother has died long ago.
She is the biological mother of Murong Yan and Murong Ke.
Murong Shen raised his eyes and met his father's eyes: "He has forgotten all my father's words."
General Murong walked for a while, wanting to say something, but looking at his eldest son's condensed brows, he couldn't say anything.
Finally, General Murong stood up and left. Before leaving, he said: "Remember, I don't want to provoke the Prince of Beihai again."
