Sheng Hong suffered such a severe arrow wound and it was inevitable that he would lose too much blood and become comatose and have a fever.
Before the two imperial doctors left, they left enough medicine for injuries and antipyretics. They expected that such a situation would occur.
Emperor Jianwen fell ill on his bed. After hearing the news, the capital city would definitely send another imperial doctor. However, the two imperial doctors in the palace would never dare to leave Emperor Jianwen even half a step without permission.
No matter how noble the prince is, he is not as noble as the emperor.
Xie Mingxi looked calm and did not show any signs of panic. While wiping Sheng Hong with a warm towel to cool him down, he ordered: "Ran Mo, the imperial doctor left antipyretic medicine. You go and boil the medicine immediately."
The panicked Ran Mo quickly wiped his tears and left.
Xianghui brought another basin of hot water in and said softly: "Please allow me to wipe your highness's body."
Just wiping your hands, face and neck won't do the job.
Xie Mingxi paused slightly and turned to look at Xianghui.
Xianghui immediately whispered: "Third Miss, please don't worry. I am twenty-six this year, which is a full twelve years older than His Highness. To put it bluntly, I have always treated His Highness as a child and have no other thoughts."
A feeling of relief secretly welled up in my heart.
Miss Xie San is very concerned about His Highness the Seventh Prince.
Xie Mingxi seemed to have a glimpse of Xianghui's thoughts, and said lightly: "In that case, you can take care of me."
Then, he stood up and moved his position.
Xianghui: "..."
The trick of retreating to advance has been seen through!
Xianghui immediately smiled and said: "To be honest with you, Third Miss, Your Highness bathes and changes clothes on weekdays, and never allows any palace maid to come close to serve you. The slaves and Ranmo are no exception. The slaves really dare not wash His Highness's body, lest His Highness wake up and get angry."
This slave has a mere despicable life, but Miss Third, please have some mercy on me."
This Xianghui!
As expected of an old man who has been in the palace for more than ten years, he looks honest and honest, but is actually cunning and clever. His words not only defended himself, but also confessed to Sheng Hong without leaving any trace.
Xie Mingxi responded with a smile but not a smile: "We have been together for three years, and I didn't know that Miss Xianghui was so eloquent."
Xianghui laughed in a low voice: "The third young lady is joking. I cannot be called eloquent. I am just trying to figure out my master's thoughts. I think His Highness the Seventh Prince would also like the third young lady to scrub his body himself."
The two's status as a married couple has been decided, and there is only one thing left to do.
Emperor Jianwen ordered her to serve and take care of Sheng Hong. There was really nothing to be pretentious about at this time.
Xie Mingxi suppressed her sullenness and said, "Just step back first!"
Xianghui retreated with hidden joy.
…
Xie Mingxi took a deep breath and turned to look at Sheng Hong.
The familiar fair face was now flushed, with hot sweat oozing out from time to time. The arrow wound on the chest was quite serious, but after applying medicine for two days, the bleeding stopped.
Xie Mingxi pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, and unbuttoned Sheng Hong's clothes.
In order to facilitate the application of medicine, Sheng Hong's clothes were quite loose. In the past two days, Xie Mingxi personally applied medicine for him. Therefore, things like loosening clothes and taking off belts are not unfamiliar.
However, every time she saw Sheng Hong's strong and flat chest, Xie Mingxi felt more depressed.
After sleeping together for three years, Sheng Hong always slept with his clothes on.
She actually believed the nonsense she said about not being used to taking off her clothes...
What's even more annoying is that after entering the palace, she and Sheng Hong slept on the same bed for two nights, each sleeping on a quilt. She didn't realize that Sheng Hong was a man. For her, it was a great shame in her life!
When you wake up, see how I deal with you!
Xie Mingxi twisted the hot towel fiercely.
How dare you lie to me for so long!
Xie Mingxi wiped Sheng Hong's chest with a towel with a gloomy face, carefully avoiding the injured area.
No matter what your reasons are, cheating is cheating! Unforgivable!
Xie Mingxi continued to wipe Sheng Hong's arms with a sullen face.
What's even more despicable is that such an extremely dangerous method is used to restore one's identity. If you are careless or don't calculate carefully enough, you will end up with this small life!
Xie Mingxi's heart was filled with anger and she pulled open Sheng Hong's pants expressionlessly.
There is no shyness or blushing at all.
Sheng Hong took off his pants so quickly and quickly.
The fourteen-year-old boy has been practicing martial arts all year round. He has a slender body, strong and strong. His legs are straight and slender, white and smooth. The eye-catching leg hair has not yet grown out, and he is so good-looking that all women are jealous.
The only thing that is an eyesore is a certain area covered by the shorts...
He was seriously injured and still unconscious, so naturally there could be nothing "out of the ordinary". However, soft and snug clothes couldn't cover it at all, so it was inevitable that some of it would be exposed.
Xie Mingxi's eyes darkened a bit, and anger ignited in her eyes again.
However, Sheng Hong was still asleep and could not receive her anger at all.
Xie Mingxi swallowed silently and wiped Sheng Hong's legs with a warm towel. When the towel came close to his thighs, a low moan suddenly sounded in his ears.
…
Xie Mingxi paused and quickly raised his eyes to look over.
The handsome young man who was unconscious tried his best to open his eyes. His eyes were scattered and blank. After a while, he gradually regained focus.
A familiar and beautiful face came into view.
However, there was no expression on his face and his eyes were cold.
It's like looking at a stranger.
Sheng Hong woke up suddenly. He didn't have any strength at all. He couldn't even blink, let alone open his mouth to speak.
Sheng Hong moved his lips: "Mingxi."
The voice was hoarse and weak and inaudible.
Xie Mingxi looked calm, as if she didn't hear anything, and continued to wipe Sheng Hong's body. After wiping off all the sweat on his body, he put on Sheng Hong's pants and tied his shirt.
Sheng Hong continued to shout pitifully: "Mingxi."
His voice was still hoarse and weak, not to mention how pitiful he sounded.
Unfortunately, Xie Mingxi had a heart of stone and turned a deaf ear. She got up and walked out.
It’s over!
I’m so angry!
Sheng Hong secretly complained in his heart. Unfortunately, his chest hurt at this moment, and his whole body felt like lead. He didn't have the energy to speak. He didn't have the energy to explain...
Of course, Xie Mingxi may not be willing to listen.
After a while, Xie Mingxi walked in again, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand.
Finally, she was willing to give him medicine! She also scrubbed his body! This wife couldn’t escape after all! The two biggest crises were solved at the same time!
With these thoughts in mind, Sheng Hong felt a little better. He managed to cheer up and was about to speak when Xie Mingxi scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to him.
Hot and bitter.
As soon as the decoction was taken into his mouth, Sheng Hong's lips and tongue were numb because of the burning. Then, the lingering bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue and quickly reached the base of his tongue.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the bitterest soup that Sheng Hong has ever tasted in his life.
Why is it so painful?
Shouldn’t it be that three kilograms of yellow lotus were added?
Sheng Hong's handsome face wrinkled into a bitter melon: "Mingxi..."
