Seeing his operation, not only Yin Luzhu, but Chang Yu was also shocked.
"Mr. Ji, you are injured, what are you going to do?"
As Ji Yanchen sat up, the black robe on his body fell slightly, revealing the staggered whip marks on his body, oozing with blood drops.
Chang Gu couldn’t bear to look at it.
"This Beidi is so cruel. The person who angered him is the crown prince. What's the matter with Master Guan Ji?"
The words Chang Gu made Yin Luzhu laugh sheepishly.
This...
Ji Yanchen indeed suffered a terrible disaster.
"Now that my face has been disfigured and my whole body is covered in scars, I'm afraid it will stain Prince Yin's eyes."
As Ji Yanchen finished speaking, Chang Yu and Qing Luo's eyes immediately fell on Yin Luzhu.
Feeling the looks from the two of them, Yin Luzhu said: "It's nothing."
"Then why doesn't the prince look at me?"
Ji Yanchen looked at her, his tone hoarse, but revealing a firmness.
Yin Luzhu glanced at him and took a step forward. She looked away and carefully pulled up the man's clothes that were almost hanging on his waist.
Only then did my eyes fall on him.
"Ji Yanchen, don't be afraid. You have great medical skills. For you, this scar can be removed easily."
Ji Yanchen looked at Yin Luzhu in front of him, and the light of hope in his eyes slowly dissipated little by little with her words.
He lowered his eyes and smiled to himself.
Sure enough, all she cares about is appearance.
No wonder, no wonder that when he was thrown in, he was so calm, without any disturbance.
"It's getting late, Prince Yin, let's go and have a rest."
Yin Luzhu nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Ji Yan said solemnly: "You guys should go out too."
Chang Gu was slightly stunned, "It's your wound."
"It doesn't matter." He said coldly, "I can't die."
Yin Luzhu was about to step out of the door but froze.
She turned around and looked at the expressionless Ji Yanchen on the bed, and the string in her heart suddenly broke.
Her hands hanging by her sides tightened.
In order to worry about his mood, she didn't dare to show any emotion at all, for fear that he would be sad, but this man didn't care about his body.
Seeing the awkward appearance of Chang Gu and Qing Luo, Yin Luzhu strode over.
When she came to the bed and sat down, she stared at Ji Yanchen closely, but stretched out her hand.
Qingluo understood and quickly wrung out the water from the towel and handed it over.
Yin Luzhu reached out to take it. She observed the scars on Ji Yanchen's face and cautiously moved her hand over.
Gently wipe the blood on your face.
Her movements were very gentle, making Ji Yanchen's body tremble slightly.
He looked at Yin Luzhu blankly, forgetting to react.
Yin Luzhu wiped his cheek carefully, her expression was strange and indifferent, her eyes stared at him seriously, as if she had a sense of brilliance and elegance.
I called for someone, but when they didn’t come my heart beat faster.
In the blink of an eye, Yin Luzhu cleaned up the blood on his face.
She moved her gaze downwards, looking at the black robe on his body. After hesitating for a moment, her white fingers gently grabbed his collar.
When she was about to pull down, Ji Yanchen quickly reached out and held her hand, "Your Majesty!"
Yin Luzhu looked at him with frivolous eyebrows and asked, "Huh?"
Her voice is very soft and light, with a slight upward pitch at the end, like a feather gently fluttering over the heartstrings.
Ji Yanchen's hands on the clothes tightened, and then, his eyes slowly stopped on Qing Luo's body, and the meaning was self-evident.
