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Jing Yan stood up, went straight to Qiao Yu's side, grabbed his hand, his voice was completely cold, "What's the matter? What bad thing did you do again, don't you want me to see it?"

Qiao Yu took two steps back unconsciously, and argued, "No, he didn't do anything bad." He was a little fool, his instincts were faster than his reason, and he wanted to struggle, but Jing Yan pressed him down effortlessly. down.The two of them were usually joking around, Jing Yan let him, but now it was different, Jing Yan completely bound him with one arm, starting from the cuff, completely stripped off the clothes on the whole arm, and continued The live blood had already soaked into the coat, it was bright red, one could imagine how shocking the wound was covered.

Jing Yan blocked the blowing wind, his hands were unsteady and trembling.He is used to seeing bloody people, when he was 13 years old, he ordered people to be cut into pieces, and he never wavered in the slightest.But Qiao Yu was different, Jing Yan couldn't see him cry, couldn't see him sad, and couldn't see him hurt.

He thought, this is his own person, and he should be well protected. If he is injured or wronged, it is his fault.

There are many similarities between Jing Yan and Emperor Yuande, and their temperaments are exactly the same, but there is only one big difference.His surname is not Chen, but he will never grow up to be like Emperor Yuande.

Qiao Yu couldn't move anymore, his eyes were wide open, their insides were wet and full of water, and he acted coquettishly in a low voice, trying to escape, "I just looked at it myself, it's not a serious wound, and I was thinking about Chinese New Year again , don’t talk about these unhappy things, Your Highness, don’t look at it.”

Jing Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and opened the soaked underwear, the blood was all dried up, almost coagulated on the wound, and with a slight movement, the scab was about to be torn off.

Looking at Jing Yan's movements, Qiao Yu was terrified. That part was numb from the pain, but the wind seemed to wake up the pain again, and she wanted to bring back all the painless ones. Her face was pale and her lips were no longer there color.He was so frightened that he secretly glanced at Jing Yan's face, but his head was suddenly pressed on his broad shoulders, and he couldn't see anything for a moment. His hands felt cold, as if a layer had been torn off abruptly. Skin.

He didn't want to cry at first, but probably because he cried a lot, and was dazzled by the sudden pain, the tears fell down, biting his lip, and wiped the tears with the other hand indiscriminately.

Jing Yan patted his head, hugged Qiao Yu, and sighed softly in his ear, "Why did you hide it from me?"

He gently squeezed Qiao Yu's arm, Qiao Yu was born white, with thin arms and white skin, like a fine natural jade, with a radiant brilliance.But now there is a cut from the middle of the skin, not too deep, but very long, almost running through the lower half of the arm, because it was not treated properly, the flesh turned up a bit.

Jing Yan looked at the wound carefully, and didn't dare to use force. He was relieved when he found that no tendons and bones were injured, and his voice was not as gentle and appropriate as before, but he said in a deep voice: "Do you want to die? So powerful, no one will tell, what are you going to do? Just hide it like this, grow from the flesh?"

Qiao Yu's cold tears fell on the other party's cheeks, and he didn't say a word, but Jing Yan asked him several times before he lowered his voice, without any strength, "You are so sad today, I don't want to talk about it anymore. This makes you sad."

He wants to take good care of his prince, coax him, make him happy, make him happy, and make him no longer sad on this day.

"Really?" The two of them were so close that they couldn't see each other's face clearly. Qiao Yu only heard Jing Yan smile, but didn't seem to, "How does Xiaoyu know that I will be sad if you get hurt?"

Qiao Yu wrinkled her nose, and restrained herself just now, she vented like a puppy when she heard this, and wiped all her tears on Jing Yan's neck, "Of course I know, I know what Your Highness thinks, before others I can't tell that His Highness is unhappy, only I know."

His voice gradually lowered, "Besides, are you very sad for me now?"

Jing Yan hugged him tighter, and said word by word: "Yes, Xiaoyu is right, you are the most loving and likable person."

He paused, his eyes drooped slightly, and he seemed to have a very gentle expression, "But I'm even more sad now because you didn't tell me. It's not that you've agreed, you can tell me everything. You're hurt, don't be ok Deal with it, the wound won't heal, it hurts more and more, will I be happy? Because Xiaoyu is a little idiot, so you want me to take care of you, right?"

Qiao Yu was so frightened, "I know, I won't dare to do it next time! I definitely won't!"

Jing Yan smiled slightly and said nothing more.His Xiaoyu was so obedient that he was reluctant to teach him a lesson, so he could only coax him while scaring him, and slowly tell him what was right.He held Qiao Yu in his arms, and originally walked towards his own room, stopped halfway, then turned back to Qiao Yu's room, lit the charcoal fire, and then went to get the medicine.

When applying the medicine, Qiao Yu regarded death as home. He looked like a martyr who was going to death and refused to speak. But the tears kept flowing secretly, and she shed a tear when he shook it. He looked like a child again.

Jing Yan carefully and properly helped him apply the best medicine, wrapped it in thick gauze, and changed him into loose clothes, but was finally poked by Qiao Yu's long nails.

He lowered his head, felt the tips of Qiao Yu's nails with his fingertips, and said, "The nails are growing, it's time to cut them."

Qiao Yu blinked her round eyes, like a deer, stretched her fingers, looked and looked, "Then cut it now, and don't use the scissors until tomorrow, otherwise it will be unlucky."

Not very old, but like an old pedant.He was not like this in the past, he always felt that the New Year's rules were too many and too troublesome, and he was clamoring and unwilling to abide by them, but this year he changed his appearance.Probably because the Taiqing Palace is too deserted, and relying on these can make the New Year more lively, and I would rather believe that there are really gods and bodhisattvas in the world, and bless the prince with everything well.

Jing Yan responded softly, took a pair of clean scissors, and carefully cut his nails, focusing all his attention on Qiao Yu's soft, thin red fingertips, as if he was doing the most important thing in the world.Qiao Yu closed his eyes, feeling the gentle movement of the scissors on his fingertips, humming and chirping, as if it was very comfortable, and he was not worried at all, because he was too relieved of Jing Yan.After cutting, Jing Yan polished the tips of his nails round and smooth, so that even if he didn't pay attention, he wouldn't scratch his skin.

Applying medicine and cutting nails are time-consuming things. By the time everything is done, the sky is already dark.Qiao Yu crippled one arm and was already a little crippled. She couldn't relax and was injured. Jing Yan took pity on herself, jumping around, arranging food and pasting paper-cuts. The pitiful appearance of the little crying bag, and it was Chinese New Year, and she was coddling and pampering patiently, but in the end, the wound accidentally burst and the gauze was stained red again.

This time it was a hornet's nest.

Jing Yan, who is used to forbearance, was so angry at Qiao Yu's mischievousness, he grabbed him by the back of the neck, laid him on the warm bed, tied his uninjured hand to the head of the bed with a rope, I can't jump anymore.

Qiao Yu shrank like a frightened quail, completely bewildered.It took me a long time to think of a way to save and make amends, and grabbed Jing Yan's clothes, begging pitifully, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Ah Ci, don't tie me up, I'm not skinny anymore, I must be good, and I will be honest from now on. Really, I swear!"

The right hand is raised high, it looks quite determined, people can't imagine the look of wishing to go to heaven and earth just now.

Jing Yan smiled at him, and pinched his cheek hard. Qiao Yu felt extremely wronged in pain, but thought it was a punishment. It's soft, but it's not good, I told you so many times just now, don't be too naughty, it's too late now."

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded.He leaned back and yelled, "Ah Chi is bad! Big bad!"

Jing Yan tilted his head, raised his long eyebrows slightly, "Huh? Xiaoyu has been my little eunuch for so many years, and now I know?"

He should be relaxed in dealing with others, how to make people show loyalty, those methods are all familiar to him, and he is very good at it.

Jing Yan used to like to see Qiao Yu smiling at him and relying on him, so he was good to this innocent little fool, let him see everything, and wanted his trust and love.But now Jing Yan no longer uses those means on Qiao Yu.

There is no need.

Qiao Yu finally calmed down for a while. He was indeed tired today. Looking at the slightly flickering lights, the blessings pasted in front of the window gradually blurred, and he fell asleep after a while.

Because it was New Year's Eve, it was always more solemn than usual. Jing Yan steamed the food with hot water, packed up a table and carried it into Qiao Yu's room, and put it in front of the bed, full of food Yes, the cold dishes took up most of them, and the hot dishes were still squeezed into the steamer, and they would be taken out when Qiao Yu woke up.

After finishing all this work, Jing Yan wiped his hands, sat on the edge of the bed, brushed Qiao Yu's long hair, revealing a flushed face.Qiao Yu was lying quietly under the quilt, his injured left hand was placed outside the quilt, and a rope was tied around his right wrist, which was loosely looped so that it wouldn't break the skin, but it just couldn't let him break free.

Looks like a docile as hell.

Jing Yan bent down, hesitated for a while, and landed his finger on Qiao Yu's brow, sliding down all the way.His eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, the corners of his eyes are reddish, very light and thin, which is the trace of crying, from the forehead to the cheeks, and the chin, every part of the skin is very well-proportioned, and it is a natural beauty.

I don't know how touching it will be when I grow up.

He just watched and waited silently, without saying a word, the emotions in his eyes surged, and finally he bent down and gently kissed the wound wrapped in gauze.

Qiao Yu flinched in her unconscious sleep, then gradually relaxed again.

The sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder, and it was an auspicious time to have a New Year's Eve dinner.But Jing Yan had no intention of waking Qiao Yu up. He had nothing else to do, so he picked another piece of yellow wood and carved a wood carving of a little beauty sleeping in winter facing Qiao Yu's sleeping state.

The sound of light breathing was accompanied by the sound of wood chips. It took some time before Qiao Yu smelled the fragrance and woke up in a daze. He had a very good dream. Everything in the dream was fine, but it was a pity that when he woke up, I can't remember.

He was still groggy, so Jing Yan stuffed his stomach full of food. The food on New Year's Eve was much tastier than usual, and Qiao Yu was greedy, until he couldn't eat anymore, so he touched his round belly. It huddled up like a ball and rested on the bed.

Jing Yan picked him up from the bed, hugged him with one hand, and rubbed his soft belly with the other hand to prevent him from feeling overwhelmed.

Qiao Yu hummed in comfort, feeling sweet in Jing Yan's arms, but still asked, "Why is Your Highness always hugging me today? It's not like I don't have long arms and legs."

Jing Yan said: "There is no reason, I just want to hug Xiaoyu."

Qiao Yu was a little shy and blushed even more, "Then, I also want to hug Your Highness..."

Jing Yan chuckled, looked Qiao Yu from head to toe, and teased him seriously, "That probably won't work, before I hugged me, I was crushed from round to flat, but what should I do?" ?”

Qiao Yu couldn't believe it, she didn't know which sentence to refute first, she said in a mess, "Didn't your Highness grow a little stronger, and even look down on me, I will be 13 years old after today, don't I have no strength at all?" ? By the way, who is round now? I am not round!"

Jing Yan squeezed Qiao Yu's stomach maliciously, "Why, is this round or flat?"

Qiao Yu took a deep breath, trying to hold back her little belly, and said in a low voice, "Touch it again, touch it now, it must be, it's not so round anymore!"

Jing Yan didn't want to laugh too much, for fear that Qiao Yu would become angry with embarrassment, but he couldn't hold it back, and couldn't stop laughing.

Qiao Yu blushed, it was hot enough to fry an egg, and wanted to refute, but seeing Jing Yan's smile, she also slowly laughed.

He thought to himself, forget it, for the sake of his Ah Ci smiling so happily, let's make a joke if he gets laughed at.Anyway, there can't be an extra piece of meat.

After arriving at the front yard, the deafening sound of firecrackers just now stopped.It was about the end of the palace banquet, the New Year's Eve dinner was over, the tables were cleared, and it was time to set off fireworks.

In the past, fireworks were usually set off on the Mingfei Bridge in Fucui Lake. The bright fireworks bloomed in the air and reflected in the water, which is a rare beauty.But this year is different. Emperor Yuande listened to Qin Tianjian's notes, saying that Fucui Lake is in conflict with next year's zodiac. It is not auspicious to set off fireworks there, so he moved to another remote place, not far from Taiqing Palace. Far.

But the walls of the Taiqing Palace were too high, and Qiao Yu stood on tiptoe for a long time, sweating on his brow, but he didn't see much. In the end, it was Jing Yan who carried a wooden ladder on the two-hundred-year-old locust tree. Talent climbed up.

Qiao Yu stared intently at the blooming fireworks, tilted her head and smiled at Jing Yan, sweet and soft, "Your Highness, the fireworks are so beautiful, how did they fly into the sky?"

Before Jing Yan had time to speak, Qiao Yu remembered another matter, hurriedly took out two loquats from his sleeve, and put them in front of Jing Yan, "Your Highness, choose one! I heard that it is delicious, and everyone else will eat it." No way!"

There were two loquats, one big and one small, Jing Yan deliberately teased him, and tapped on the big one, watching Qiao Yu swallowing nervously, before taking the small one away.

Qiao Yu joyfully brought back the big loquat. She was peeling the skin, the sweet juice was flowing on her fingers, and she was about to take a bite when her hand slipped, and the loquat came out of her hand and fell straight to the ground. "With a sound, it fell into mud.