Qingluo coughed awkwardly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, so I'll go down and have a rest first."
Yin Luzhu nodded, then looked at Ji Yanchen, and saw that he was still holding on to his collar, with no intention of letting go.
Under Yin Luzhu's gaze, he slowly looked at Chang Yu.
The latter choked.
"I can't do this either?"
Ji Yan remained silent and just lowered her long eyelashes gently, speaking for itself.
Chang Yu gave him a complicated look, and then looked at Yin Luzhu. She always felt that Mr. Ji was a bit drunk and didn't care about drinking.
In the past, he hated contact with the prince, but now, he looks like he is eager to do so.
Chang Yu glanced at him suspiciously, and then reluctantly withdrew.
For a time, only Yin Luzhu and Ji Yanchen were left in this huge room.
His hand holding the collar slowly relaxed at this time.
Seeing his pretentious and effeminate appearance, Yin Luzhu felt a little complicated.
She wouldn’t believe this person even if he wasn’t sick.
"Ahem!"
Yin Luzhu coughed lightly, raised his hand, and pulled his clothes down a little.
I saw that his originally fair skin was now covered with bloody whip marks. Just looking at it made me feel very painful.
Yin Luzhu soaked it with water and wiped it carefully for him.
Ji Yanchen said nothing and just looked at Yin Luzhu.
Looking at the candlelight embellishment of her outline with some warmth, the long eyelashes covering those misty eyes made people's hearts tremble slightly for no reason.
In the silence, Ji Yanchen suddenly said: "Prince Yin, do you have a dream?"
「Yes.」z.br>
Yin Luzhu wiped his wound carefully. When she heard his words, she nodded gently.
"What is your dream?"
Yin Luzhu raised his eyes and glanced at him, a smile flashed across his lips, "Long live a hundred years."
Ji Yanchen: "..."
"Then do you have a dream?"
"Yeah."
"What dream?"
Ji Yanchen's eyes looked at Yin Luzhu for a brief moment, and he said, "Stay together with the person you like."
"You mean you already have someone you like?"
Yin Luzhu looked at him curiously. She thought that this man only had eyes for medicinal herbs and studying medical skills. Who knew that he would also miss spring?
Ji Yanchen looked at Yin Luzhu, and he nodded slowly.
"Recently, I have fallen in love with a woman."
"Well, it's good. Your medical skills must be passed down by heirs. When you get married, I will definitely give you a big gift. After all, you were also my male favorite, hahahaha." Yin Luzhu chuckled.
Ji Yanchen looked at her appearance and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.
After Yin Luzhu wiped all his wounds, he suddenly paused.
She glanced at the area below his waist, "Do you want me to wipe these?"
Based on her understanding of this man, he would definitely let her leave quickly with a blushing face.
Then, when Yin Luzhu finished asking this question, the man raised his hand and gently pulled open his belt. In an instant, the clothes fell apart.
"..."
Yin Luzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously wanted to walk away, but she heard Ji Yan said solemnly: "My whole body hurts."
Yin Luzhu lowered his eyebrows, but tightly closed the hand holding the handkerchief.
She said: "Where is your medicine? I will apply it for you."
Ji Yanchen pointed to the side, "I'm sorry to bother you, Your Majesty."