This was the first time that Jin Yi knew how painful it was to poke someone with the golden phoenix hairpin.

She closed her eyes and poked it, not knowing whether it was in the right place, but when she saw the blood flowing down the hairpin, she still sighed in her heart.

What an idiot and vicious second female lead!If you don’t want to know clearly, just give yourself a hairpin!Now that "Chen Jiaojiao" is not here, it's bad luck, but she is the unlucky one!

Aman was startled by his master. He was so frightened that he hurried forward. He did not dare to ask about his master's affairs, so he could only bandage him.

It's not something you can do all the time by poking yourself. It hurts when you start, and when you're done, your elbow still hurts.And Jin Yi, who is currently sitting in the Wanxing Palace and checking in for Mu Shisheng on a routine basis, is in the second stage.

Although Aman bandaged her very carefully, and the princess also used extremely valuable medicinal materials, after all, it was a pain in the flesh and she had to endure it for two days.Worried that his sleeves might rub against his elbows, Jin Yi could only hold his hands in an extremely dignified manner, looked at the male protagonist who was reading in Braille for a while, and quickly found an excuse to leave.Even in his own Golden Phoenix Palace, he didn't dare to move his arms casually.

After two or three days of this, Mu Shisheng didn't know whether he could see it or not. Anyway, Emperor Ming discovered a problem.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with your hand?" It's rare that Emperor Ming came to the court to accompany his sister for breakfast. When he entered the door, he saw Jin Yi raising his hands and not daring to move at will. His appearance was indeed more dignified, but his demeanor was different from usual. It's completely different.As expected, she is a girl-controller, but with just one glance, she saw the problem in her sister's hand. She didn't care about the difference between men and women, and there was no distinction between monarch and minister. He immediately stepped forward and held her arm.

"It's okay..." Jin Yi shrank his hands and tried to step back.

However, Emperor Ming's hand was like a pair of pliers, clamping tightly, unable to help Jin Yi break away. He rolled up his sleeves and saw the tightly hugged arms.

Emperor Ming's eyebrows, which already carried the majesty of an emperor, were even darker at this moment, full of coldness, and he turned to scold Aman.

"How do slaves take care of the princess?"

Aman was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It was my fault. I walked away for a while and didn't notice..."

Aman is really a loyal person, or in other words, regardless of the servility in her body caused by this era, even if it is clearly not her fault, she will still think that the master is the master and the slave is the slave.It was clearly his fault, and Aman had to bear the consequences for him. Jin Yi still couldn't bear it, and waved his hand to send Aman away.

Aman could only get up and leave the palace in a hurry while wiping his tears.

"I was accidentally injured by a hairpin. There are so many Jingui medicines in the palace. It will be cured in a few days." Jin Yi reluctantly lied and said this, but what he was thinking in his heart was that he could not let this scar heal at will. , otherwise wouldn’t her pain be in vain?

"Does it hurt?" Emperor Ming's voice slowed down significantly. He lifted her arm as if he was holding some treasure, and the pity in his eyes almost overflowed.

How do you pamper your brother so much!

I really envy Chen Jiaojiao, in every sense of the word.

Seeing Emperor Ming's expression, even though he knew that the person in front of him was not his brother, Jin Yi couldn't help but soften his eyes and squeeze out a smile from the corners of his lips.

"A little bit." The voice was sticky, with a long tail, and there was something like a little daughter's coquettishness in her tone.

Emperor Ming suddenly let out a long sigh and held her face gently with both hands.

"Jiaojiao... don't hurt yourself anymore..."

He leaned forward slightly, and his soft lips touched the corners of his eyes, leaving warmth on the gold foil.

Jin Yi was startled, wait!Emperor Ming... kissed the gold foil?etc!Why is this happening!

But Emperor Ming was completely unaware of her anxiety. He gently stroked her earlobe with his fingertips, and his voice was like a whisper between lovers.

"I will feel bad."

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