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

Changyuan Hall.

The remote courtyard was shrouded in torrential rain.

Di Changyuan returned with his seriously injured body supported. As soon as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, Qing Ao's body was shaky and fell towards the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Lin Jun rushed forward to support him immediately.

"Yuan'er!"

Xi Meiren also ran over to hold an umbrella for them.

Originally, concubines and concubines were not allowed to enter or leave the prince's palace late at night.

It's a pity that no one really cares about the beauty and no one has discovered it.

The two helped Emperor Changyuan into the room and sat beside the soft couch.

Lin Jun immediately checked his injuries.

Even if it was washed by the rain, the sky-blue brocade clothes were stained red with blood.

Taking off his soaked clothes, Emperor Changyuan's body was exposed.

There were bruises all over the shoulders, abdomen, chest and other places.

It was the prince who led others to hurt him today!

He was even kicked many times in the abdomen, making his face as pale as paper.

Especially the injuries on the fingers, the flesh and blood are turning...

Lin Jun's eyelids jumped at the sight. His Highness had not dealt with it all day today. New injuries were added to old ones...

"Yuan'er...why is my Yuan'er so injured..."

Xi Meiren's voice was even hoarse, and she almost couldn't stop crying.

She immediately found some medicine, squatted in Di Changyuan, and bandaged his fingers.

His hands were trembling, he was really worried and felt sorry for his child.

"Don't worry, mother, my son and I are fine...cough cough cough..."

As soon as Di Changyuan finished speaking, he suddenly coughed, and there was a sweet smell in his throat.

He realized something and immediately raised his hand to make a fist and put it to his mouth.

When the coughing stopped, his deep eyes lowered.

There is blood between the fists and hands!

"Your Highness..."

Lin Jun's eyebrows jumped at the sight.

Di Changyuan stared at him and put his hands behind his back.

Xi Meiren was still handling his fingers and didn't pay attention.

Emperor Changyuan only ordered: "Go and bring the medicine."

"Yes……"

Lin Jun walked out, his face heavier than the heavy rain outside.

His Highness has always been in poor health due to his childhood conditions.

Every time the imperial hospital arranges for an imperial doctor to come over, they are all junior doctors or people who look down on His Highness, and few of them really pay attention.

Fu Chengqi is an exception.

Three years ago, Fu Chengqi had a relationship with Emperor Changyuan. At that time, he said:

“The stomach disease is deep and the heart is full of pain.

Those who spit blood and pus will die without treatment. "

The implication is, stomach cancer.

If you start vomiting thick blood and cannot be treated, you will definitely die!

At that time, Fu Chengqi gave a serious warning: "For long-term care, you must not be too hungry or full; you must not be exposed to cold or cold."

But these days...

His Highness was first hungry for four days, and then beaten by His Highness the Crown Prince and his group. He knelt for so long tonight and lost too much blood...

His Highness is risking his life!

Even so, His Highness Ninth Prince still refused to relent.

Why is this so!

He keeps saying that he treats His Highness as his brother, but in the final analysis, he is an outsider!

Lin Jun went to get the medicine angrily.

inside the house.

Xi Mei bandaged Emperor Changyuan's left index finger, her eyes full of love and sorrow:

"Such a serious injury should be sutured by an imperial doctor, but..."

Which imperial physician would be willing to come in the rain to treat a prince so late at night?

With her and Changyuan Palace's ability, the news was afraid that it would not reach the ears of the imperial doctor, so it would be sent away by some little medicine boys...

Emperor Changyuan kept his hands behind his back and lowered his eyes, ready to comfort Xi Mei.

But I saw that there were scars on Xi Meiren’s hands and fingers!

That was the result of being tortured!

The flesh at the base of almost all ten fingers was crushed and dented in a big circle!

"Mother, who did this!"

Emperor Changyuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

Xi Meiren quickly put her hands behind her back, "No...it's not in the way..."

"Tell me who it is!" Di Changyuan's voice was high.

Xi Mei seemed to be frightened, so she pursed her lips and shed tears:

"Yuan'er... is the queen...

A few days ago, the queen randomly found a mistake in me...and ordered someone to hold me down and inflict this punishment on me..."

"I don't know what mistake I made... She just told me to be calm..."

She obviously didn't do anything, really didn't do anything... The Queen was so cruel to her...

Emperor Changyuan's face was so gloomy that a storm was about to come.

It’s the day when the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests ends.

Because he attacked the prince, the queen secretly made trouble for her mother and concubine!

He just wanted to take revenge on the prince for destroying his clothes and spitting on him.

That day, no matter what, allowed countless veterans to see the prince's stupidity and cruelty.

He has always thought of himself as successful and superior in skills.

But I never thought...

He didn't even protect his own mother!

He has done so many things, but he can't even protect a mere mother!

"Yuan'er... Yuan'er... don't be sad... don't be sad..."

Xi Meiren stood up and hugged Di Changyuan to comfort her:

"My concubine is fine, my concubine really doesn't hurt... We are born slaves, we should not fight or rob anyone...

His Highness Ninth Prince... He is a good person, he is the only one who treats Yuan'er well... he will protect us...

Yuan'er, no matter what happens, you must never become the enemy of His Highness..."

Even though Emperor Changyuan was being held by Concubine Ming, he should be a loving mother and son, but he remained motionless, with no softness on his face.

Ah.

Protected by His Highness Ninth Prince?

If they really wanted to protect him, would he and his mother and concubine have suffered so many injuries in this deep palace? How could the mother-in-law be so injured?

And tonight...

Di Taiyin knew that he had stomach problems.

Di Taiyin knew.

Can!

I felt severe pain in my abdomen again.

Xi Meiren hugged him, still patting him gently with her hands.

Lin Jun had taken off his clothes to half his waist to check the injury before he had time to change into dry clothes.

At this moment, when his mother-in-law's hand fell on his shoulder, he could clearly feel that the hand was rough from punishment! scar!

And among the concubines in the palace, including Concubine Ming, which one is not well-raised and as green as green onion?

Di Changyuan's eyes darkened, and he pushed Xi Meiren away:

"Mother, my son and I are tired."

Xi Meiren looked at his pale and bloodless face and then let go of him.

"Yuan'er, you should rest early... Don't think too much... Mother is already used to it... Mother has been a slave all her life, what else has she not suffered...

Yuan'er, you have to get used to it...slowly get used to and accept this kind of life...be obedient..."

She even stroked Di Changyuan's hair before leaving reluctantly.

Those words kept echoing in Di Changyuan's ears.

"Yuan'er, you have to get used to it...slowly get used to and accept this kind of life..."

What to get used to.

Are you used to being a slave for life?

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as Xi Meiren left, Emperor Changyuan felt his breath sting his throat again and coughed violently.

He wanted to find the brocade handkerchief, but the brocade handkerchief he carried with him had already been given to Di Taiyin.

At this moment, he could only raise his hand, and there was blood between his palms.

"Your Highness..."

Lin Jun came in with the medicine and looked at the blood on his hands, almost crying, and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not dead yet!"

Di Changyuan calmly took the medicine in his hand and drank it.

No warning was needed. The medicine was as bitter as coptis, but he didn't even frown.

If he doesn't care about his body, no one will!

He has long since learned to take care of himself.

Lin Jun looked at his pale face with an unhappy look on his face.

"Your Highness should not go to the Moss Palace today, nor should he..."

If you hadn't done these things, His Highness's health would not have deteriorated...

Emperor Changyuan put down the medicine bowl in his hand, his eyes as calm as ice.

"Don't worry, there will be no next time."

After today, he will never harm himself for anyone again!

His body...should be able to hold on until the day when his great cause is accomplished!

The rain outside was like a crater in the sky, and the sea water was pouring down.

The rain tonight is too heavy.

Emperor Changyuan had not yet changed out of his wet clothes, which made him feel particularly cold at this moment.

Tomorrow, Di Tai Yin will take action against him.

But in the deep palace, who will be his opponent?

Ah!

How does the hothouse flower compete with the purgatory eagle?