When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Rong Ji frowned: "Someone in the army lynched you? Or..."

"no no……"

Yun Jinghuang anxiously interrupted his thoughts to prevent him from thinking about it, and countless thoughts were circulating in his mind.

After a while, she had a flash of inspiration and said quickly:

"It's because the soldier joined the army for too short a time and has always been a country boy.

I didn't sleep well every night and always made trouble to the brothers around me, so I had to tie myself up before..."

"Yes...it's just that I've been in the country for a long time, and I'm not used to restraint, so I'm just acting like a fool."

She said to Rong Ji: "But Prince, don't worry, now I sleep alone, I don't have this problem anymore!"

Rong Ji took a look at the injury and saw that it was indeed the case.

"Silly."

He took her to the pavilion and sat down, taking out a stick of ointment to apply medicine and bandage on her.

"When soldiers go out, they have to face all kinds of hard conditions.

If you can't adapt to even the minor illnesses of your comrades, how can you face bigger problems? "

He taught: "Even if you feel guilty, you should find other ways to compensate, and you must not hurt yourself."

Yun Jinghuang saw his concerned look, his handsome face full of instruction, and she instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

so close! Rong Ji didn't realize she was a woman, he just noticed the injury.

"Yes! I will keep it in mind, little pawn!"

Rong Ji continued to bandage her. The wound had not been treated for too long and was a little serious.

His movements were gentle, like a master taking good care of his disciple.

Dragon's Palace, the inner room at the back.

Cang Fa brought a bowl of medicine earlier, which was concentrated juice boiled from the spirit tree grass.

"King, the princess has been particularly worried about your health recently.

If taking this concoction can restore [-]% to [-]%, it may make the princess feel more at ease. "

Di Yi frowned.

There is indeed an extra woman in Ying Palace who is busy with her affairs.

He took the medicine, took it, sat cross-legged on the jade platform, and closed his eyes.

At that moment, a breeze seemed to rise in the room, and an invisible inner force lingered around him.

The internal force slowly gathered on his legs and arms, swirling around the wounds.

The huge black tiger seemed to realize something and walked to the jade platform to guard it.

The majestic posture made Di Yi even more like a god in the sky, who could not be approached by mortals.

I do not know how long it has been--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the house, all the gauze curtains were flying, and the powerful aura made it difficult to open one's eyes.

Cang Fa narrowed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again,

I saw Di Yi's tall figure standing in the middle of the room!

The black robe is flying, he is noble, and the firewood in the bronze cauldron in the temple is swaying. He is like a god who has just descended into the world, and his majesty is inviolable! Supreme!

Cang Fa opened his eyes wide in shock, "King! Your legs...can stand up!"

Doctor Shen said that Wang's injury was too serious, and the spiritual grass could only help recover by [-] to [-]% at most.

But Wang actually recovered in such a short period of time! This is simply astonishing!

Xuanhu also ran over happily, rubbing his body against his legs.

Di Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe rolled up, his tall figure like Mount Tai.

This is the true Eastern Qin War Emperor! An emperor through the ages!

"One month is long enough."

Never slept for so long.

Cang Fa's chest was shaken.

If this news spreads, it will definitely shock the government and the public!

The restoration of the king is worthy of universal celebration!

But for the time being, we are planning to build Xizhou, so we can’t tell anyone for the time being...

correct!

Cang Fa's eyes brightened: "If the princess knew about it, she would definitely be very happy!"

The princess is the most energetic person in the entire Ying Palace, and she may be able to share this joy with the king.

The red figure seemed to appear in front of Di Yi's eyes, but he did not deny it.

He sat on the wheelchair. He still looked disabled, but his aura had changed slightly.

Cang Fa pushed Di Yi out of the Dragon Palace and prepared to find Yun Jinghuang.

But when they arrived at a tall tower, they looked far into the distance and happened to see Rong Ji treating the wound on Yun Jinghuang's arm in the direction of Lingbo Palace!

Yun Jinghuang rolled up his sleeves, exposing half of his snow-white arms.

Rong Ji wiped her wrist with his fingers.

Cang Fa couldn't help but stop and frowned:

"King, do you want to stop it?"

The princess is the king's woman, but Rong Ji behaves so intimately!

Di Yi just frowned, and after a moment, he remained as calm as ever.

"No, she has the right to make friends."

There was no trace of human emotion in his noble demeanor.

He also ordered: "The princess has been getting close to the Zhennan Army recently, so there is no need to inform her about her recovery."

The voice was also calm, with no personal emotions, just business.

Cang Fa frowned.

The master is so generous?

Also, the master is the War Emperor, with a broad layout and macroscopic ideas, which are beyond the reach of ordinary people, so naturally he will not stick to small details.

In this life, you should never see your master's son and daughter's love and jealousy, right?

in the gazebo.

After Rong Ji treated Yun Jinghuang's wounds, he looked at the arm again:

"General Li's skin is quite delicate. If I hadn't looked at his face, I might have thought he was a woman."

"Ha ha……"

Yun Jinghuang smiled dryly and took back his hand:

"My skin has never been tanned since I was a child, and I was often teased for looking like a girl~"

Fortunately, Li Ye really has fair skin, otherwise she would have been exposed.

"It's really too thin."

Rong Ji told Zhang Zhi: "Send more meals to General Li."

Yun Jinghuang:...

Prince Rong was too good to her, and she felt a little uneasy about her conscience.

And if we continue to get along like this, it will be easy to see through.

"Then what...His Royal Highness, I wonder if I can apply to practice in seclusion for seven days?

I have memorized all the moves you taught me today, and I want to think about and practice them quietly in my room. "

Learning martial arts does require meditation and understanding on your own.

Rong Ji did not stop him: "Okay, let Zhang Zhi deliver the meals every day.

After seven days, I hope you will make some progress. "

"Thank you, son!"

Yun Jinghuang was extremely happy.

For seven days, you don’t have to worry about being exposed, and you can practice martial arts in peace, perfect!

After saying goodbye to Rong Ji, she took the sword manual of "Nineteen Mysterious Swords" and returned to her hut to retreat.

There was no one in the house, so she practiced on the bed first. The bed was very soft, and she practiced the moon salutations one after another.

After getting used to it, she practiced on the ground again.

I fell down countless times, and every time I hit my elbow, I felt excruciating pain.

Ke Yun Jinghuang sat on the ground and rubbed his elbow:

“It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt~ Ayi is still waiting for you to help him win his freedom!

Come on Huang'er! Go beyond yourself! No competition! "

She trained like this for the whole day without anyone interrupting her.

It was dark and the moon crept up onto the treetops.

Yun Jinghuang was panting from training and suddenly thought of Di Yi.

When he is alone in the room, he must be prone to random thoughts and loneliness.

No, she has to go back to accompany him!

Yun Jinghuang made sure that everyone was asleep and no one was around, then she sneaked out and quietly returned to the inner hall.

Inside the Dragon Palace.

Emperor Yi stood in front of the bed, undressing and going to bed.

When the tall figure stands, it looks even more majestic, like a mountain that cannot be climbed.

"Da da……"

Suddenly there were footsteps outside.

Di Yi frowned slightly and sat down on the dragon chair.

When Yun Jinghuang opened the door, she happened to see Di Yi fall down and sit down.

The heavy body was obviously a little unstable.

She realized something and strode over quickly:

"Ayi, are you okay?

Why did you stand up? Are there any injuries? Is there any discomfort? "

While asking worriedly, she also lifted up Di Yi's trouser legs to check his wounds.

Di Yi's eyes changed slightly.

A pair of eyes that are deep and profound.