The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu was thinking about how to explain to Ye Xiaohan. On the other side, Ye Xiaohan had already shouted into the air: "Ying Yi!"

The tightly closed door of the study suddenly opened, and a breeze blew in.

Yun Mujiu blinked again and saw Ying Yi standing in front of him with a serious expression.

Ye Xiaohan said coldly: "Bring ice cubes, cold water, and a towel."

"Yes!" Ying Yi dodged and disappeared.

Yun Mujiu thought to himself: Your Majesty, is it really appropriate to let the Hanying Guards, who are highly skilled in martial arts, do such a small thing?

But she also knew in her heart that Ye Xiaohan was worried about her, and that he sent out the Hanying Guards to get help in a hurry.

Yun Mujiu's nose was bleeding again. Ye Xiaohan changed the handkerchief and continued to gently wipe around Yun Mujiu's hump nose.

Yun Mujiu's eyes flickered as he stared at Ye Xiaohan with an earnest and slightly solemn expression.

Ye Xiaohan's eyes were gloomy, but a person's image could be seen reflected in his eyes - his eyes were full of Yun Mujiu, and his big hand was holding a handkerchief resting on Yun Mujiu's pretty face.

Yun Mujiu whispered, "I'll be well soon, don't worry." She pinched the sides of her nose harder to apply pressure to stop the bleeding.

Ye Xiaohan said, "Hmm," and said, "You are a doctor, but you can't even take care of yourself."

Yun Mujiu had a sullen look on her face and smiled apologetically: "Your Highness is right..." She didn't dare to tell the truth. In fact, it was because she was attracted by Ye Xiaohan's beauty that her blood rushed to her heart and she couldn't bear it and had a nosebleed.

At this time, a black shadow flashed, and Ying Yi appeared with a basin in his hand. He placed the basin on the table and said, "Your Majesty, I have brought all the things."

"Okay." Ye Xiaohan turned sideways, picked up the towel soaked in ice water in the basin, and then wrung out the wet towel.

He turned around and looked at Yun Mujiu, "The towel is very cold, bear with it." Then he applied the folded towel to the outside of Yun Mujiu's nose.

Yun Mujiu took a breath and said with emotion: "It's so cool and comfortable..."

After a while, Yun Mujiu's nosebleed stopped and his complexion looked much better.

She immediately put on a smile, "Your Majesty's method of stopping nosebleeds is really effective."

Applying a cold towel to the nose or forehead can cause local blood vessels to constrict, which can not only reduce nose bleeding but also stop bleeding.

Ye Xiaohan said calmly: "People who practice martial arts will know some medical treatment measures."

“Great, great…” Yun Mujiu flattered Ye Xiaohan fiercely to hide his guilty conscience.

Ye Xiaohan waved his hand, "Back off."

Ying Yi, who was standing by, bowed to Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu, then flew away to say goodbye.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a faint smile appeared on Ying Yi's resolute face, which made the Han Ying Guards in the dark drop their jaws. Their boss was always serious, so how could he smile after entering the prince's study twice? Several Han Ying Guards immediately decided to interrogate the boss when they were free.

Ye Xiaohan in the room was relieved to see that Yun Mujiu was fine. Yun Mujiu smiled, held the wheelchair handles with both hands, and pushed Ye Xiaohan out to the bedroom to rest.

The two came to the courtyard and encountered the patrolling guards. Even at night, fortunately, there were bright lights at the doors of each room and in the corridors, so Huayang Courtyard was still very bright at night.

When this group of guards saw Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu from afar, they all saluted with their fists clasped in place and did not come up to disturb Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu's interaction.

However, they noticed one thing unintentionally. There were bloodstains on the tops of Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu, especially Yun Mujiu who was wearing a white skirt. The unevenly distributed bloodstains on her clothes were even more conspicuous.

Yun Mujiu didn't notice the slightly curious looks from the crowd, and focused on pushing Ye Xiaohan back to the house. Ye Xiaohan noticed the inquiring looks from his personal guards, but ignored them, still keeping his icy face.

After returning to his bedroom, Ye Xiaohan called a personal guard to bring him clean clothes for him to change.

Then, Yun Mujiu checked Ye Xiaohan's wound and applied some medicine again. "Your Highness, it's getting late. You should get some rest."

Ye Xiaohan felt something was wrong when he heard this, "Isn't Mu Mu resting here tonight?"

"The prince should be past the critical period, there is no need..."

Yun Mujiu hadn't finished the second half of his sentence yet—"People are always waiting by my side..."

"Yes!" Ye Xiaohan interrupted Yun Mujiu's words, "The king needs you to stay here with him."

He said this in a hurry, and used his habitual way of referring to himself as "this king".

Yun Mujiu was stunned, but still explained: "The prince's wound is fine, and his fever has subsided. I am useless here and can't do anything."

Ye Xiaohan gritted his teeth. How could Yun Mujiu not understand his thoughts? Was Yun Mujiu pretending to be stupid or did she really not understand his feelings?

Ye Xiaohan was dissatisfied and said firmly: "What if something happens to me again? Today is just a few days after the operation. Is Mu Mu really assured of my safety?"

Yun Mujiu thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he agreed: "Then I will stay with you for another night tonight..."

As soon as she said this, she pursed her lips. Obviously, what she said was a very normal sentence, and there was no other meaning, but why did it feel a little weird after she said it?

I'll stay with you one more night tonight...

It sounds a little ambiguous, and it makes people think about it.

Stop! Yun Mujiu decisively retracted his thoughts and looked up at Ye Xiaohan. Hey, was there a smile in Ye Xiaohan's eyes just now?

Ye Xiaohan said calmly: "Okay. Mu Mu, stay with me for another night."

"But, Your Majesty will sleep on the bed, and I will sleep on the couch." Yun Mujiu recalled the awkward scene of waking up this morning and being pressed tightly against Ye Xiaohan, her little face full of determination.

Ye Xiaohan had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."

It's better to keep the person first...

At this time, a personal guard came over with Xia He, who was holding Yun Mujiu's spare clothes in her hands.

Yun Mujiu took the clothes from the tray and asked Ye Xiaohan, "How did Xia He know that I needed to change clothes? It just so happened that there was dried blood on my clothes and I felt very uncomfortable."

Ye Xiaohan pushed the wheelchair and turned his back to Yun Mujiu, giving Yun Mujiu space to change clothes. He said, "I asked my personal guard to notify the people in your courtyard when I changed clothes."

Yun Mujiu smiled and said, "Your Highness is so thoughtful." However, she changed her mind and realized that she had not yet decided to sleep with Ye Xiaohan, so she naturally wanted to wait until she returned to Qichiyuan to change her clothes.

But at that time Ye Xiaohan had someone send clothes over. Did Ye Xiaohan guess from the beginning that he would stay?

Yun Mujiu had the answer in her mind, but when she thought about Ye Xiaohan's injury, she chose not to say anything. It didn't matter if she took care of the patient a little more. As long as Ye Xiaohan couldn't stand up, she would be worried about him.

That night, the two of them slept on the bed and the couch respectively, spending a peaceful night together. As Ye Xiaohan did not have any other problems, Yun Mujiu did not have to stay up late and had a good sleep.

However, the next morning, what Yun Mujiu was worried about happened...