The soft beauty is so good at teasing, the villain prince asks for a kiss

There was no one outside the door, except for the slight friction sound of the wheelchair wheels sliding across the floor tiles.

Rong Heqing slept very deeply under the effect of the medicine and did not notice anything unusual.

Soon, the wheelchair stopped beside her bed, and the person's big hand with bulging veins lifted a corner of the bed curtain.

In the dim candlelight at the bedside, he carefully looked at Rong Heqing's face.

Even when she was asleep, her brows were unconsciously furrowed, as if she was in great pain. Her hands were placed outside the quilt, and the blood that had seeped through the fine cloth had already dried up.

Qin Yunxian pursed his lips, opened the small medicine box on his knees, took out two rolls of clean fine cloth, and took out a small celadon cup and placed it on the bedside.

Then he put the medicine box over, gently took Rong Heqing's hand, and carefully removed the fine cloth. While removing it, he observed Rong Heqing's reaction, and he was relieved to see that she was not awake.

The edges of the flesh and blood beneath the fine cloth were turning white, and there was some undissolved medicine powder stuck in the wound.

His brows tightened instantly, and he took a clean silk handkerchief and gently wiped the blood stains on the edge, then picked up the small celadon cup, scooped out most of the ointment, and carefully applied it to her wound.

The ointment was cool and strong, so it was inevitably a little irritating when applied. Rong Heqing frowned even tighter, moved uncomfortably, and hummed, as if he was about to wake up.

Qin Yun paused for a moment, then thought about it and pressed her sleeping point.

This time Rong Heqing fell asleep completely.

Although I slept soundly after pressing the sleeping point, I felt a little dizzy when I woke up the next day. However, compared with the pain of applying the medicine, this discomfort was nothing.

He lowered his head and continued to apply the ointment. After applying the ointment on both hands and letting it dry for a while, Qin Yunxian picked up the fine cloth and wrapped it around her wound. His eyes were focused and he never took his gaze away from her wound.

No one knew what he was thinking.

After treating the wound on his hand, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief, put away his things, turned around, pushed the wheelchair to the incense burner, and poured some soothing incense powder into it.

Soon, a faint fragrance filled the side hall, which made people feel calm unconsciously.

After doing all this, he went back to the bed and looked at it for a while.

Rong Heqing's brows gradually relaxed and his expression became calm, but his lips were pale and dry, without any sign of life.

He frowned, and as if possessed, he reached out his hand and rubbed her lips.

The lips turned slightly red after being kneaded.

Qin Yunxian narrowed his eyes and used some force on his thumb, with a hint of annoyance. His soft lips were pressed down, revealing the red soft flesh.

Soon, both lips turned red and she looked much better.

Only then did he withdraw his hand with satisfaction, picked up the medicine box, looked at her one last time, lowered the bed curtain and left silently.

*

The next day, when Ronghe woke up, it was already noon and his stomach was growling with hunger.

She subconsciously pressed her stomach, and the wound on her palm was pressed. She gasped in pain and quickly raised her head to take a look.

When she saw the fine cloth, she remembered the injury she had suffered last night.

etc--

The muslin didn't seem so clean last night?

She looked at both hands and didn't see any blood.

Did she remember it wrongly or did someone change her medicine while she was asleep?

"Hmm?" She moved her nose and smelled something different.

[Xiao Jiujiu, did anyone come here last night? ]

999: [I don’t know. Our system also needs to rest at night.]

Rong Heqing: [What if someone wants to kill me? ]

999: [So I should sleep with one eye open and one eye closed from now on? ]

Rong Heqing: "..."

It makes sense and cannot be refuted.

She raised her hand and smelled it, and the smell was indeed stronger.

It has a bitter herbal smell, but it's not pungent, and if you smell it carefully, there's a subtle floral scent.

She was in a daze when the door was suddenly pushed open and two palace maids came in carrying a tray.

When he smelled the familiar smell of medicine, Rong Heqing's face immediately wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

"The princess is awake? That's great. Drink the medicine while it's hot, and then eat some porridge to fill your stomach. The imperial physician said you can't eat greasy food now."

Ronghe Qingsheng drank the medicine helplessly and almost vomited it out after drinking it. He quickly drank two mouthfuls of porridge to suppress it.

After eating and drinking, she lay back on the bed, unable to move. She asked the palace maids if anyone came last night, but they said they were not on duty and didn't know.

Rong Heqing didn't ask any more questions.

As long as they are not here to harm her, it doesn’t matter who it is.

As soon as the palace maid left, Rong Qiao came and brought her good news.

He took out a bag of pine nut candy and placed it beside Rong Heqing's pillow. He snorted and said, "This morning, His Majesty issued an edict to confer you the title of Princess Changle. The edict was sent to the palace. I received it for you. There are also a lot of rewards. You can go back and see for yourself."

Rong Heqing was not surprised by this result. He just stared at the bag of pine nut candy with shining eyes.

"You are becoming more and more sensible."

Rong Qiao: “…”

"Did you hear what I said? I said you are a princess now!"

Rong Heqing stretched out his hand and tried to reach the pine nut candy, "Ah, yes, yes."

Rong Qiao: “…”

He picked up the pine nut candy, and Rong Heqing's hand followed him.

Rong Qiao simply raised his hand.

Rong and Qing were completely out of reach.

She looked at Rong Qiao dimly, "Put it down, or I will let Chu Suifeng go."

Rong Qiao: “.”

He put down the pine nut candy awkwardly, opened the bag, and placed it within her reach.

"She's just a princess. What's the big deal? Isn't the emperor's life worth this price?"

Rong Heqing carefully picked up two pine nut candies and put them into his mouth, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Seeing her useless appearance, Rong Qiao felt that he was really bewitched last night and actually developed admiration for her.

After eating the candy, Rong Heqing asked about business, and Rong Qiao also became serious, "It was very lively outside last night, the guards were patrolling the streets, and I heard that many people were arrested and sent to prison. And I heard that the assassination seems to be related to Duke Rong."

*

"How does this involve me?" Duke Rong was puzzled and slapped his forehead in annoyance.

The queen sat at the top and drank a sip of strong tea, her face showing an unmistakable haggard look.

The prince frowned, "There is no smoke without fire, uncle, think about it carefully."

Duke Rong hesitated and pursed his lips.

The Queen slapped the armrest and suddenly became angry: "It's already this late and you're still hiding it? Are you going to wait until we're all in jail before you tell us?"

Duke Rong was so frightened that he trembled. The Fourteenth Prince hurriedly said, "Mother, my uncle definitely didn't do it on purpose. Just listen to what he says first."

"Shut up, I haven't settled accounts with you yet." The queen glanced at him coldly.

The Fourteenth Prince's eyebrows jumped, and he muttered in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with me?"

"Do you think I don't know that you bullied Rong Qiao and got punished by Changle?"

Upon hearing this, the Fourteenth Prince's face immediately changed and he looked at Duke Rong in disbelief.

Duke Rong shook his head.

Seeing the two's reactions, the prince held his forehead helplessly, "Uncle! You can't spoil him like this!"

Upon hearing this, Duke Rong smiled guiltily.

"Let's get back to the point. Does the dancer's matter have anything to do with you?" the queen asked sternly.