Prince of Prey's Little Ginseng Extract [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 93

Jiang Ling was exhausted physically and mentally by the crown prince who didn't follow the doctor's advice. He grabbed the man's shoulders and insisted: "No, unless Doctor Zhang says yes."

"Ling'er bears the pain of being alone?" Being rejected again, Xiao Shengyun refused to give up.

Perhaps the injury this time was caused by Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling was very concerned about his injury, and was usually obedient and soft. Except for the things that Zhang Taiyi said he could not do, she almost responded to his requests. During this time, Xiao Shengyun, every time Being in the gentle village every day made him feel that this injury was very worthwhile.

"I can only kiss and touch, nothing else." Jiang Ling didn't let go.

Apart from this point, Jiang Ling was too obedient to the doctor's orders.

Doctor Zhang did not allow him to do anything he said he could not do.

But it was hard for Xiao Shengyun, every time he was teased out of anger, he could only lightly quench his thirst.

"Besides, even if I'm on top, it's impossible for His Highness not to be injured. At that time, he will still be injured twice. It's wrong, it's wrong." Feeling Xiao Shengyun's enthusiasm, Jiang Ling expressed his attitude again.

"What Gu said didn't mean what Ling'er thought," Xiao Chengyun held the earlobe next to his lips, "What Gu meant was that Ling'er was sitting on Gu's body..."

"Is this okay?" Jiang Ling covered her beating heart, her eyes were full of confusion.

His understanding of this kind of thing is limited, and he doesn't know that it's just simple pollination, so many tricks are played by humans.

Kissing all the way down, Xiao Chengyun's eyes darkened: "Ling'er..."

The clothes came off, and the warm skin touched the cold air, causing a shiver, but Jiang Ling couldn't feel it. He seemed to be roasted on the fire, and his leaves must have wilted.

The fire burned from the inside to the outside, sweeping away like a prairie fire.

All sanity.

At first, it still hurts.

Xiao Shengyun had an injury on his back, Jiang Ling didn't dare to touch it, so he could only randomly grab the things at hand.

The light-white fingers curled up unbearably, and against the dark color, they looked even fairer.

"Your Highness, this is different from what you said..." With difficulty regaining a sliver of reason, Jiang Ling looked up at the man standing above her, feeling that something was wrong.

"What's the difference?"

The desire in the man's voice cannot be ignored, and the voice rang softly in the ears, bringing a tingling sensation.

"Didn't Your Highness say to let me sit...uh..."

The lips were blocked, the mouth was occupied|occupied, and the powerful tongue swept around inside like patrolling the territory.

Don't miss any corner.

Through the man's shoulder, Jiang Ling saw the constantly shaking bed curtain, the light and shadow were mottled, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

In the mist, Jiang Ling felt that she had become a young leaf floating on the sea surface, undulating in the waves with the strength of the wind and water.

The man's big hand pinned the thin wrist bones to the side of his face, and his fingers scratched in vain.

Jiang Ling didn't know how many meaningless syllables she uttered, and how much the man was stimulated by these syllables, but when he woke up from the chaos, his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

Meeting the deep eyes of the man, Jiang Ling shivered uncontrollably, dragging her heavy body to one side.

Xiao Chengyun watched him move out little by little, and when Jiang Ling was about to move out of the shadow and heaved a sigh of relief, he chased him leisurely.

"Where does Ling'er want to go?"

His voice was hoarse than usual, with an indescribable charm.

Jiang Ling couldn't forget that just now, such a voice rang in her ears over and over again, the softness of the tone was the cruelty of the movements.

He was really scared and subconsciously wanted to run away.

His actions seemed to have angered the ferocious beast that had not long been satisfied. The ferocious beast moved its claws and pulled the prey back under its belly.

"Your Highness, I feel bad..."

There were tears in the corners of the young man's eyes, the tails of his eyes were flushed, and he had an aura of being loved by others, which aroused pity.

But at this moment, the person he was watching just wanted to take him fiercely.

Xiao Chengyun lowered his head, and a soft kiss landed on the boy's watery eyes.

"Your Highness, I'm sweating a lot, I want to wash up."

The prey naively thought that he would be let go, but he didn't know that his complaining tone sounded soft and coquettish to the other party.

"Gu will ask people to prepare hot water."

"Then I'll rest for a while, when the hot water is ready, Your Highness will call me."

The prey forgot how it was eaten step by step, and the undefended end in front of the beast was to be dragged into the vortex of the waves again.

"Your Highness, your wound...uh...opened..."

"Never mind it."

The hurricane whipped up the waves, the heavy rain fell mercilessly, and the young leaves struggled to maintain balance on the rough sea.

Jiang Ling was helped up and sat down.

"What?" The tone was full of blankness.

His thoughts are stagnant now, and his reaction is several beats slower than usual.

Xiao Chengyun coaxed in a low voice: "Ling'er come by yourself."

"No, I'm so tired." After a few strokes, Jiang Ling quit, curled up in the man's arms, and refused to move.

"Little squeamish ghost, I'm not happy to say that your physical strength is poor." The man's tone was doting.

Jiang Ling gasped, ignoring Xiao Shengyun's words.

Xiao Chengyun hugged the boy, kissed his forehead, and compromised.

Jiang Ling rested her hands on the man's shoulders, and her loose hair hung down, intertwined with the man's.

With too much dragon energy, Jiang Ling felt that the progress of her soul repair was greatly accelerated, and she had to sigh, the effect of double cultivation was really amazing.

The morning light is faint, and the storm gradually subsides.

Jiang Ling fell into a coma from exhaustion.

Eunuch Fan brought the hot water with the palace servants. As soon as he came in, he smelled the smell of blood mixed in the smell, and his face changed slightly.

"Your Highness, do you want me to invite the imperial physician over? The Crown Princess..."

"Ling'er is fine, Gu's wound is open." Xiao Chengyun deliberately checked whether Jiang Ling was injured.

Wrap the boy in a clean cloak, carry him into the bathtub, and wash his body.

Jiang Ling didn't sleep very soundly, and would groan twice when he touched an unpleasant place, but he was too tired to open his eyes.

Xiao Shengyun said lightly.

After washing, put the young man into the clean quilt, Jiang Ling rolled into it, twitched himself, and didn't move.

After Jiang Ling was settled, Xiao Shengyun went to treat the wound on his back.

Doctor Zhang was invited by people from the East Palace before dawn. He thought that something serious had happened, but when he arrived, he found out that the crown prince's wound was open.

It didn't take much time to change the dressing and re-bandage.

"Since Imperial Physician Zhang is here, let's show Ling'er as well."

It was early in the morning, but the prince's bedroom was very dark. Behind the curtain of the bed, the young man was lying quietly under the quilt, with a blush that hadn't faded from the incident on his face.

Doctor Zhang took the pulse and said: "Prince Princess is fine, but I have to avoid food for the past two days."

Xiao Shengyun touched the young man's forehead, his body temperature was normal, he had done his homework in advance, he knew everything he should know, but he still carefully wrote down the points that needed attention as explained by the doctor Zhang.

"On the contrary, Your Highness, you need to pay attention to your injury. Although the wound heals quickly, it cannot withstand repeated tearing." Doctor Zhang put away the medicine box.

It was still early when he left the East Palace, so Physician Zhang simply went directly to the Imperial Hospital.

"Senior brother, why did you come so early today?" Chu Qiao walked out of the Library Pavilion of the Imperial Hospital, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Imperial Physician Zhang walking towards him.

The Tai Hospital has a very large collection of books, and Chu Qiao has the personal permission of Emperor Chongming. Recently, whenever he is free, he will come to the Tai Hospital to browse through the books.

Doctor Zhang: "I just went to the East Palace."

Chu Qiao: "What are you doing in the East Palace? Isn't His Highness the Crown Prince's injury recovering well?"

Doctor Zhang came back from treating the prince's wound for the first time, and talked with Chu Qiao. At that time, he said that if the recovery is good, the prince's injury will take at least a month, but after changing the medicine for the prince several times, doctor Zhang found that , his initial estimate was too conservative, the crown prince's recovery was far better than he had imagined.

It has only been six days, and it has recovered to the point where it does not have any impact on daily life. If there is no such tear, Doctor Zhang feels that it may be possible to recover completely in a few days.

"The wound on the prince's body is torn, I went to re-bandage it."

"How could the wound be torn early in the morning?" Chu Qiao rubbed his chin, "Didn't it be said that the Crown Princess is very strict with people recently, and the Crown Prince is not allowed to do anything that may tear the wound?"

"That's right." Thinking of the cause of the Prince's wound tear, Imperial Physician Zhang coughed lightly, "Maybe the Crown Princess is out of control this time."

"It shouldn't be, your Highness the Crown Prince, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are obedient to the Crown Princess, why can't you control it?"

"Ah..." Doctor Zhang opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it, "I don't know about it, well, let's not talk about it, I thought about the method you said before, and I think it's not impossible, just Some small details need to be changed, you can see if this works..."

The topic was taken elsewhere by Doctor Zhang.

It was already past noon when Jiang Ling woke up, he moved his body and suddenly let out a soft "hiss".

The word "soreness" was being conveyed to his mind from every part of his body.

Especially down the waist.

Jiang Ling turned herself over with difficulty.

In order to create a comfortable sleeping space, the dormitory was very dark and very quiet. Jiang Ling didn't know if there was anyone outside, but he was very thirsty and hungry, and felt uncomfortable everywhere.

"Ling'er is awake?"

Just when Jiang Ling was thinking about how to get up, the bed curtain was lifted from the outside, and a man in light-colored casual clothes appeared behind the bed curtain.

It was rare to see Xiao Chengyun wearing light-colored clothes, so Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness?"

After speaking, Jiang Ling was taken aback by her own voice, it was too hoarse, not like his voice at all.

Throat is like smoking.

"It's Gu." Xiao Shengyun brought honey water, sat up holding Jiang Ling, and put the cup to his mouth, "Drink some water first."

While Jiang Ling was drinking water, Xiao Shengyun turned around and ordered in a low voice, "Ask the small kitchen to bring warm dishes."

Eunuch Fan, who was waiting outside, took the order and left.

"The water is sweet, what was added in it?" After drinking the water, Jiang Ling's throat finally felt less uncomfortable, and her voice was no longer so hoarse, "His Highness has been here all this time?"

"How could Gu leave Ling'er alone at such a time? Is there any discomfort?" Xiao Chengyun lightly touched Jiang Ling's forehead with his lips, but it didn't burn.

No fever.

"My body is so sore, and it still hurts a little, um, it's refreshing." Jiang Ling felt it, "Did your Highness give me medicine?"

Xiao Shengyun nodded, and after washing Jiang Ling in the morning, he applied the medicine.

"This time..., it didn't hurt like last time. It seems that those jades are still very useful." Jiang Ling leaned into Xiao Chengyun's arms, her tone was lazily, "But I still think His Highness is too big, and the time is too long. Can Your Highness really not control it?"

Under Jiang Ling's blunt words, Xiao Shengyun's breathing became stagnant.