HBWnovel Chapter 47 Let me see you, sleep.
Chapter 47 Let me see you, sleep.
During the day, most of the people who were close to Mrs. Tai were eunuchs and palace maids. They had never seen such a battle before, and they all exclaimed.
The already chaotic pavilions and corridors became even more chaotic.
Chen Xingning had been squeezed in the back all the time, and now he didn't care too much, jumped up, borrowed strength from the shoulders of several palace people, and landed on the side of King Yuanning with precision, and pulled out the red hairpin from the head of the little palace lady next to him. It was poked on Mrs. Tai's Tanzhong acupoint, and her body softened and was supported by the palace servants behind her.
The scene was finally under control.
King Yuanning quickly looked at Bai Tian in his arms, and asked with concern, "Is there no problem?"
During the daytime, his face turned a little pale, his heart was pounding, he shook his head dully, and said: "No problem." He had pretended to be dead several times, and he never imagined that he would be attacked by a sharp knife three times in a short time, let alone, I was completely safe and sound, but someone was injured because of protecting me.
The prince looked at him carefully again, but he seemed to be at ease and breathed a sigh of relief.
Still holding the dagger in his hand, he threw the murder weapon far into the garden, and the shiny dagger fell to the ground splashing blood.
"嘡啷" sound.
During the daytime, the panic calmed down a little, and I found my instinct to hold the hand of King Yuanning, only to see that the palm of his hand was bloody and bloody. Chung.
Hastily took out the handkerchief in his arms and pressed it hard on the prince's wound.
In just an instant, the veil was completely soaked, and the blood trickled down the corners of the veil, gradually pouring in.
"Imperial Physician! Where's Imperial Physician Li! Hurry up and announce the Imperial Physician!"
Bugo's throat was about to split when he heard the emperor shouting, he had never seen His Majesty so anxious.
Bai Tian was confused, his hands trembled unconsciously, but he pressed hard on the prince's wound, forced himself to gather himself, and helped him move to the bench by the corridor and sit down.
No matter how superb the medical skills of King Yuanning are, it is impossible for an emperor to take only one doctor with him when he travels.
The hall where all the guests from the Yao Kingdom were housed was not far from this porch, and Qian Lu immediately attracted Imperial Physician Li to him.Everyone immediately gave way to a passage, and the old doctor walked through the crowd, and saw the prince sitting on a wooden bench in the corridor, with his right hand pressing the acupoint for hemostasis, and whispering to a person squatting on the ground in front of him with a smile on his face What, the expression is soft, as if it is not his own hand that is bleeding.
Looking closely, the person squatting in front of him...is the emperor.
The emperor raised his head to listen to the prince's words, and helped the prince to press the wound with a handkerchief, regardless of the blood stains already staining his hands and robe sleeves.
Bu Ge and Yu Ren tried to take over, but the emperor refused.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bai Tian turned his head and saw Li Taiyi coming in a hurry, so he hurriedly got up to make way for him, his hand was still firmly pressed on the prince's wound, and he refused to let go.
Doctor Li saluted, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, loosen Lord Ye's wound first, and let the minister take a look."
Taking a deep breath during the day, he mustered up his courage before gently removing his hand and handkerchief.But as soon as he withdrew his hand, another large stream of blood gushed out.
Apparently the palmar artery was injured.
Fortunately, Doctor Li was a military doctor, and he was used to severe injuries caused by knives and axes.He first took out the golden medicine and spread it on the prince's wound. The first two times, the powder was washed away by the blood as soon as it was sprinkled on. Doctor Li persevered in putting the powder on the prince's wound until the fourth time. The blood coagulation effect gradually developed, and the blood flow gradually slowed down.
Then, the old doctor took out the silver needle, raised his eyes to look at the daylight, saw that the emperor was full of anxiety and concern, and put down the needle again.
Handing a piece of clean white silk to Bai Tian's hand, he said: "Your Majesty, help the old minister to press down on your lord's wound, just like you did just now."
Bai Tian was startled, took the white silk, and pressed it on the prince's wound again. This time, the cloth was soaked in blood very slowly, and Bai Tian was relieved when he saw the old doctor's silver needle slowly drop on the prince's arm.He suddenly reacted——
Healing wounds and healing hearts, the old doctor saw that he was worried, and wanted him to realize that the prince's injuries were no longer serious.
Can't help but have some admiration for him.
Doctor Li was methodical, and waited until the bleeding from Wang Ye's wound stopped before disinfecting his wound again. After pondering for a moment, he took out the needles and mulberry thread, turned to King Yuanning, and asked, "Master Ye is proficient in Medical skills, this wound... to sew, or not to sew?"
The suture technique in ancient times is naturally incomparable with modern times. Sewing wounds with mulberry thread is painful and will leave scars. Therefore, those nobles, who have injuries on their bodies, can not sew or sew. People are waiting for them, and when they are raised, that's all.
But the prince is injured in the palm after all, and it will burst if he is not careful, and he is in another country...
King Yuanning smiled, and said casually: "Sew it."
With his words, Tai doctor Li gave the injection, and after the bandage was finished, the heart that was hanging in the daytime was really let go.In a blink of an eye, there was blood all over the ground, and the prince's lips were already pale.
It was at this moment that Mrs. Tai made a slight noise.
As a subject of Yao Kingdom, Chen Xingning must not kill the mother of the Monarch Zhanhuan, so even if she hit her vital point, she waited for a while before waking up.
Bai Tian had been squatting in front of the prince just now, now he got up, straightened his waist, and walked slowly to stand in front of Mrs. Tai.
One of them was standing, the other was sitting on the ground, looking at each other, neither of them spoke.
Being condescending was already oppressive, and he was angry during the day, the prince's blood splashed on his skirt, like a few clusters of red plum blossoms, blooming on the intricately embroidered silver-gray collar.
The coldness and aggressiveness of the emperor are strong in the handsome appearance of the young man.
On the side of his white neck, a carved pattern appeared at some point, first it was faintly visible lavender, and after a while, it turned into deep purple. Skin, take off.
Mrs. Tai knows that this is the oil stabbing technique of carving patterns, and the original intention is to remind the owner of the carving patterns not to get angry.
She didn't want to look into the young man's eyes anymore—she was afraid of him for some reason, but she was.
But on the surface, she still seemed unwilling to lose her momentum, she got up slowly, and Chen Xingning and several guards immediately stepped forward to guard Bai Tian's side.
Bai Tian didn't look away from Mrs. Tai for a moment. He suddenly smiled. His smile was still pretty, but it was even more chilling. He said unhurriedly: "Mrs. Tai took my life? Li Jiu, Can I come back?"
Most of the people present didn't know the old things, and they didn't even know who Li Jiu was. When he said a word, everyone was shocked. They didn't dare to express their doubts, but they all thought to themselves, what kind of entanglement this should be.
Mrs. Tai stared at the daytime, and after a while she tremblingly said: "At least... as a mother, I have avenged him."
Before Bai Tian could answer, Li Zhen came in a hurry.
He didn't expect such a mess at all, and before the day came, he paid him a national salute.The king knelt up and down, and Zhan Huan knelt down from top to bottom. Mrs. Tai stood alone.
Li Zhen turned around and said angrily, "What are you doing, mother?" As he spoke, he gestured to the servants on the left and right to take her down.
Bai Tian interrupted him and said: "After all, she is the king's mother, I am tired, I don't want to see these things, Qing Lan is seriously injured, let's leave today."
After saying this, he ignored Li Zhen who was kneeling on the ground, turned around and walked back.
After returning to the sleeping hall, he felt a dull pain in his heart during the daytime, and took a picture in front of the mirror, and the snake carving pattern on his neck had turned purple and black.Just now he came all the way back, the prince has been following behind, and now the jade man is serving him to change the blood-stained clothes, he probably didn't notice the carving pattern.He didn't want to make this person worry anymore, so he asked Bu Ge to change into a dress with a stand-up collar, and took another medicine given by the prince.
Seeing it, Bu Ge muttered in a low voice: "You can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment just because you feel sorry for the prince."
I also know that I was cast a sideways glance by the emperor.
At this moment, King Yuanning came to see An after finishing changing his clothes, and happened to meet someone sent by Li Zhen.
The person spread the word that today's welcome banquet is a disappointment, please rest well for the emperor and Mr. Ye, and tomorrow the king will come to apologize in person.
Bai Zhou hooked the corners of his mouth and thought, Li Chen is a sensible person.He will come here immediately today, and he insists on being shut out again, and when he calms down a bit tomorrow, he can think of another way to make excuses, and the matter will be over after a while.The calculation in Li Zhen's heart should be that he was injured so much that he was no more than an imperial physician, and the king of Yao would not be guilty of making troubles with his neighbors out of control for a mere imperial physician.
It's just that he didn't know that when the emperor of Yao Kingdom came here, he didn't have the mind to rest in peace.
It was just a question that Bai Tian took advantage of the situation, and Li Jiu, a name that had been buried in the past for a long time, was turned up again.
After dinner, King Yuanning was forced to rest during the day, and the amount of blood shed was enough for one person.
During the day, he himself sat in front of the couch, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it casually by the candlelight, as if he was reading, but his heart had already drifted to the accident of the day, Li Jiu was really caught by Bai Jing harm?
If it weren't for the prince, I'm afraid that if he really didn't die today, he would be seriously injured...
His thoughts turned to King Yuanning so easily——
The words he said that he likes him that day are still in his ears. In the scene during the day, he put himself into his arms, and then grasped the sharp knife with his bare hands, without hesitation.
What's more, he was seriously injured, and he talked and smiled to comfort himself, joking that he would ask for a honor when he went back, and the scars on his hands would make him unable to forgive himself.
In the end, he was still confused, got up from the couch, and turned to the next room.
Gently pushed open the door, saw the jade man was guarding outside, asked in a low voice: "Where are the others?"
The jade man saluted and replied: "I just took the medicine to calm the nerves and relieve pain, and I have fallen asleep now."
Bai Tian nodded, tiptoed inside, and told Yuren and Bu Ge: "You guys rest, I'm going to see him."
The two looked at each other and left.
The candlelight in the room was very dim, and when Bai Tian walked to the bed, he saw the prince lying flat, with his injured left hand hanging limply by the bed.Presumably hanging in the air is not conducive to wound healing.
During the day, he gently lifted his hand up and put him on the bed.
It's just very cold to start with.
Look at the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Sure enough, he lost a lot of blood.
Bai Tian quietly sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the prince in the dim light.He didn't sleep soundly, as if he was dreaming, his eyelashes were still trembling slightly, and his brows were also slightly furrowed. He was usually so clear and handsome, but now it made people feel distressed.
People couldn't help but want to reach out to soothe the melancholy between his brows.
As a result, just as the finger stretched two inches forward, the prince's right hand suddenly jumped, which startled Bai Zhou.
He withdrew his hand suddenly, laughing at himself during the day.
I used to think that he was like Jian Lanyuan, who wanted to look desperately when he couldn't look at it, but now he was lying quietly with his eyes closed, and couldn't bear to look at it.
With a soft sigh, he thought to himself, if it is really as written in the book, it is really a crime.Seeing the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead sticking to his cheek, he finally couldn't help but picked up the handkerchief on the bedside and gently wiped off his sweat.
Probably because he hadn't done anything to take care of others during the day, and he couldn't even wipe off his sweat. The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
Bai Zhou rolled his eyes in his heart, saw him staring at him blankly, as if he was not awake, so he lowered his voice and said: "I'll come and see you, go to sleep."
The prince didn't close his eyes, still looking at the daylight.
Bai Zhou said softly again: "What's wrong?"
The other party just frowned.
Just as he wanted to check whether his forehead was hot, before he put his hand on it, the prince stretched out his right hand and grabbed it.For a moment of panic, the prince pulled Bai Tian towards him with a little more force.
Caught off guard, his center of gravity was unstable during the daytime, and he fell on the prince with a low cry. His instant reaction made him worry that he would crush the prince's wound, so he hurriedly freed his other hand to support the other's ear, so that he didn't hit the prince heavily .
The sudden stop made Bai Tian's strands of hair hang down from behind his ears and sway on King Yuanning's face.
He pretended to be annoyed: "You are injured, why are you so nervous?"
Yuan Ning Wang Quan had no intention of answering, stretched out his injured left hand, gently gathered a few strands of Bai Tian's hair, and put it behind him, then stroked Bai Tian's back with his hand, and pressed it down slowly.
Missing the wound on his hand, he didn't dare to fight him during the day, so he had to obey his strength.
King Yuanning is very thin, but he lays his side pillow on his chest during the day, and he doesn't feel any bones pinching him at all, only feels a faint tenacity, and the pillow bounces softly.
I couldn't help being envious and jealous that he should have a good figure that looks thin when dressed, and has a fleshy figure when undressed.
In a short while, the prince grabbed Bai Tian's waist, and then turned sideways with his strength. Bai Tian was embraced by him and lay on his side on the bed.
The prince seemed very satisfied, with his arms around Bai Tian's back, gentle but a bit domineering, as if he wanted to rub him into his body, resting his chin on the top of his head, and sighed in a low voice: "Fortunately...you didn't thing."
In one sentence, all the little flames that wanted to get up during the day were extinguished.
Only can't bear it.
I don't know if I am addicted to the gentleness of the prince or the sense of security. The sound of his heartbeat and breathing next to my ear makes Bai Tian feel very at ease. The smell of incense on the prince's clothes is familiar in the breath, because with the body temperature of that person, the fragrance becomes An obsession that makes people sink.
During the day, he couldn't help thinking to himself, is it true that he will die at his hands sooner or later?
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Jian Lanyuan: The wound hurts, I need to hug it.