[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 46: Painted Skin (6)

The doctor sitting in the hospital has never seen such a battle (Chapter 46 of Youshu). The son of Duke Dingguo and the grandson of Prime Minister Zhao lead the way, followed by a group of honorable children, surrounded by two teenagers aged 16 or 17, one is sweating profusely, the other has difficulty walking Painful, as if suffering from some serious illness.

He waited here all day long, seeing many people coming and going, and he was quite discerning, so he suddenly became nervous. Xue Shizi and Mr. Zhao are both His Highness the Ninth Prince's companions, and there are a few white-faced and beardless eunuchs among these people. Could it be that the injured person is the Ninth Highness?

My mother! How could you be so unlucky today? His Highness Guan Jiu was in unbearable pain and unable to move an inch, he must have been extremely ill and ran to him before he could rush back to the palace, if he couldn't cure him by himself, he would be beheaded! Thinking of this, the doctor felt terrified, and trembled a few times when he stood up, wishing he could bow his head and beg this Bodhisattva to go to another place by the way.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, the young man who helped him pointed to the hem of His Royal Highness Jiu's clothes and said, "Doctor, show him, he's burned here." Then he stuck out his tongue, licking the candied haws again and again, with an attitude Very laid back.

Hearing this, the doctor let out a sigh of relief, his heart burned? It turned out to be just a burn? Then why His Highness the Ninth Prince looks like he has broken his leg, even when he sits down, his whole body is limp, and one hand needs to be firmly pressed on the young man's shoulder, as if this is the only way to suppress the pain.

He didn't quite believe the young man's words, but he didn't have the guts to turn His Highness Jiu out, so he quickly knelt down and lifted His Highness's clothes, wanting to see the wound.

The Ninth Prince hated others approaching him the most, kicked him away, pointed at Youshu and said, "Come and help me see."

Youshu felt that there was nothing wrong with her when she delivered the person, and she was licking the candied haws by herself, pointing at herself with rounded eyes when she heard this, with a very puzzled expression.

"What about you, why are you still in a daze, hurry up and help His Highness take a look!" The valet quickly stepped forward and pushed the young man. Others are dying of anxiety, why is this person still in the mood to eat? If His Royal Highness Ninth Prince hadn't been stubborn and didn't like to be touched by outsiders, even the personal eunuchs like them had to keep a distance of more than three feet, he would have rushed over!

The last time His Highness only had a fever for three days, half of the attendants of the Eastern Palace were killed with a cane. If the burns are serious today, no one will be able to please them.

You Shu was pushed staggeringly and almost fell into the arms of the Ninth Prince. Fortunately, she grabbed the back of the chair in time to avoid sitting directly on his wound. The two people's cheeks were so close that they seemed to be able to smell each other's breath, one with the familiar ambergris, the other with the familiar maltose, sweet, warm and intoxicating. The Ninth Prince was almost obsessed with it and couldn't extricate himself from it. He was able to regain his senses when he saw the slightly terrified eyes of the young man. He pushed him to sit beside him, and kicked his valet, "It's just a slave!" , you dare to attack the noble, who gave you the guts?" Completely forgetting that at this moment, I am pretending to be disabled, and my movements are hundreds of times faster than before.

Isn't it the courage given by Your Highness Ninth Prince? Everyone slandered in their hearts, but they dared not speak out. Everyone in Shangjing knew that His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince was the most insolent, and the servants around him were also superior to others. It was normal to scold concubines casually, even first-rank officials dared to yell. Pushing and shoving a little-known nobleman was just a matter of convenience, even if he felt angry, he would have to knock out his teeth and swallow his blood. Who would let His Highness Jiu protect his shortcomings?