The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Ji Heng sat on the ground wearily, curled up, and suddenly, there was no sound at all, clearly enduring the pain.

The emperor was terrified, knelt down beside him and wanted to touch him, but for a while he was afraid to touch him, for fear that such a touch would break Ji Heng.

He could only ask anxiously, "Junqing, where did you fall?"

Ji Heng took a few deep breaths, and finally recovered, raised his head slightly, breathing weakly and intermittently, "Your Majesty, I... am fine."

As soon as the emperor heard his voice, he knew that it was not all right.

He turned his head and looked over carefully. Looking at the two or three candle lamps that were still on in the room, he saw that a large piece of oily skin had been wiped off Ji Heng's forehead, and blood oozed from the wound. A lot of it was stained.

Ji Heng was originally a person with snow-white skin, but now the blood flowed out, and the white against the red was even more shocking.

The emperor was really frightened, and quickly shouted to the outside, "Come here, please invite the imperial physician, please come and invite the imperial physician Yan."

Because the emperor wants to talk to Ji Heng, the emperor doesn't allow people to wait on him. There are only a few eunuchs and maids on duty outside the dormitory. Hearing the emperor's anxious shout, Liu Sheng, the chief executive of the Qilin hall, ran in quickly. , Seeing Ji Heng lying on the ground in front of the bed, and the emperor kneeling beside him, he was very surprised, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor turned around anxiously and asked angrily, "Did someone send for the imperial physician?"

Liu Sheng hurriedly replied, "Go back to the emperor, and someone has already asked for it."

He looked at Ji Heng again, saw that Ji Heng's forehead was bleeding, and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ji's forehead is bleeding, you should press to stop the bleeding first."

At this time, Ji Heng raised his hand and waved to him, and said in a messy breath, "Don't touch me yet."

The emperor was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, "Where did you fall, and where did it still hurt?"

Ji Heng took a deep breath and said, "I also hit my knee, it hurts, and I can't help it."

When the emperor heard that it was just a knee problem, he thought it was not a big deal, so he quickly covered the wound on Ji Heng's forehead with a handkerchief, and wanted to pick him up and put him on the bed, but found that his hands were not enough, so he wanted Liu Sheng to hurry up Come and help.

At this time, several palace servants had come running in, and everyone rushed to help Ji Heng. The emperor felt that the crowd was too chaotic, so he wanted to lose his temper, "Don't come here to make trouble."

He said to Liu Sheng again, "Hurry up and cover this handkerchief."

Liu Sheng understood what the emperor meant, and said, "Your Majesty, let the servants come and hug Young Master Ji."

The emperor said unhappily, "No need for you."

Liu Sheng looked at his words and hurriedly covered the wound on Ji Heng's forehead, while the emperor lifted Ji Heng up from the ground and put him on the bed.

Because Ji Heng is in the period of physical development.The hormones are often not adjusted, so the bones are soft, the body is soft, and the head is easily dizzy. Just now, I fell off the bed, and there is a wide rosewood footbed underneath. Rosewood is a very hard hardwood. Thinking that if the back of my head hit the ground, I'm afraid there would be a big problem, so I controlled my body to turn over halfway, and tried to support my body with my hands, but I didn't expect that I fell off the footbed onto the carpet outside , His forehead and hands were bumped against the side of the couch, and his knee was also bumped.

He has been in poor health these days, and for some reason, his pain-sensing nerves are extremely developed. The pain made him feel his heart was constricted, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and he was sweating profusely.

After putting Ji Heng on the bed, the emperor reached out to grab Ji Heng's trouser leg, rolled it up, and found that there was indeed a bruise on his left knee, but this bruise was much lighter than the bruise on his forehead. , just wiped off a little bit of skin, looked red, but did not bleed.

However, there was such a wound on the knee that was carved like white jade, which made people feel uncomfortable enough.

The emperor didn't know what to do, so he bent down and blew on the wound on his knee, and asked Ji Heng, "Is it still hurting?"

Ji Heng's whole body went limp, and he frowned and said, "Your Majesty, am I okay?"

The emperor also frowned, looked at his face again, looked at his forehead, "The blood is still flowing."

Ji Heng said, "It's not a serious injury, it's just a scratch."

The emperor was fidgeting, and lost his temper to the palace attendant, "Isn't the imperial physician here yet?"

The palace attendant obediently agreed, and quickly ran out to see where the imperial physician was.

The imperial physician came not too late, but it was not the imperial physician Yan, but another imperial physician Weng, because the imperial physician Yan was not on duty that day.

Imperial Physician Weng had some friendship with Ji Heng, seeing him staying overnight in the emperor's palace and getting his head broken again, he had some suspicions in his heart.

However, they are too hospitalized, and they all know that although the emperor really likes Ji Heng, and the relationship between the two has been rumored in Beijing, they also know that the relationship between the two is innocent.

Because Ji Heng's body was thin and weak at first glance, and he looked unbearable. If there was something between the emperor and him, it was impossible not to go to the hospital.

Moreover, Ji Heng has never been frank and frank, and has never tolerated Long En's appearance.

Physician Weng checked the wound for Ji Heng. The wound on his forehead was actually just scratched, but he bled a lot for some reason. There were also scratches on his knees and palms, but there was no bleeding. Other places, Nothing happened.

Physician Weng applied medicine to Ji Heng's wound, made a bandage, and then prescribed blood-enriching medicine, so nothing happened to him.

Doctor Weng wanted to resign, but the emperor refused to let him.

The emperor had passed the initial panic, and now he was very calm, almost expressionless, and said, "Don't go, just stay and find a room next to you. If Junqing has something to do later , so I can summon you."

Doctor Weng said, "Young Master Ji, it's just scratched the skin, it's not a serious problem."

The emperor glanced at him and said, "I see that Junqing is very uncomfortable, his face is so pale, there is nothing serious about it."

Imperial Physician Weng was terrified by the emperor's cold glance, and said, "I obey the emperor's orders and are on duty outside. However, Mr. Ji is indeed just scratched. Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. Mr. Ji's face is pale, you should It hurts, Mr. Ji has been weak recently, probably because he is prone to pain."

The emperor looked at Ji Heng and asked, "Junqing, is it still hurting?"

Ji Heng didn't have the heart to talk at all, and he was not afraid of simply hurting him, but there was always a sore and swollen pain in his body that made him at a loss, but he didn't know how to bear it.

Ji Heng shook his head dyingly, unable to speak.

When the emperor saw it, he knew that Ji Heng was really in pain.

The emperor also returned to the bed and lay down again. Liu Sheng put down the bed curtain, and blew out a few lamps in the hall, leaving only two lamps not far from the window still on, and then he also retreated. go out.

The emperor turned his head and looked at Ji Heng quietly in the dim light. Ji Heng was still enduring the pain, unable to speak or move.

The emperor looked at it for a while, then propped himself up again, leaned over to Ji Heng's forehead, blew a few breaths on his forehead gently, and asked softly, "Junqing, it still hurts badly. .”

Ji Heng could only continue to repeat, "Your Majesty, I'm fine, you can go to sleep."

The emperor couldn't fall asleep, and he muttered, "Why did you fall back from the bed? I really wanted to catch you at that time, but you must know that even if I catch you, I won't let you go!" What will happen to you, why do you keep avoiding and throw yourself like this."

Ji Heng didn't know what to say, it's human nature to avoid danger.

He closed his eyes, enduring the pain had already spent more than [-]% of his effort, at this moment he really didn't want to continue arguing with the emperor.

But the emperor obviously didn't want to let him go, and continued, "I won't agree to your plan to go back to Jiangnan. You understand what I want, but you deliberately avoid me like this, isn't it too much?"

Ji Heng frowned, but still didn't speak.

Seeing Ji Heng's steady state, the emperor just didn't say a word, hesitated for a moment, then slowly leaned towards Ji Heng's face, and kissed his tender lips.

Ji Heng originally closed his eyes tightly, but now he had to open them quickly, looking at the emperor who was close at hand, and the emperor also looked at him, because he had already kissed him anyway, so he couldn't dodge any more, and said, "Your Majesty , This is what I want. You stay by my side and don't leave."

But Ji Heng was very unwilling to accept his intentions. He used to be the emperor wholeheartedly, and he didn't even care about other people's gossip about him being seductive and charming. He did all kinds of murder and arson, just to let the emperor sit firmly The throne, I didn't expect the emperor to have such an idea, not only for his loyalty, but also for his love?Or is it the body?

Ji Heng's love, if possible, he is even willing to give, but his body is not enough.

Although he doesn't feel inferior about his body, because he knows it's only caused by genetics, which doesn't mean he's inferior to other people.

However, with such a body, he didn't intend for others to see it.

Therefore, no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible for Ji Heng to agree to the emperor.

He looked straight into the emperor's eyes and said, "But, I am not willing to accept the emperor's intentions, and there is no way to satisfy the emperor's rude request. I don't want to, the emperor, are you trying to force me?"

The emperor froze on the spot, speechless for a while.

Ji Heng's eyes were bright and cold, making him feel like he was splashed from head to toe by a basin of ice water on a cold day, chilling his whole body.

He was obviously still angry before, but now he felt endless discomfort and grievance.

He looked at Ji Heng, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Seeing him like this, Ji Heng felt sorry for him and softened his heart. After all, no matter how old the emperor is, he is still just a child.

Ji Heng said again, "Your majesty, you are still young, and you will meet many people in the future, and you will even have three thousand beauties in the harem. Whoever you want to love is to give favor to whom, but I am yours." Minister, if you give me this kind of favor, I can't bear it, and I don't want to bear it, I don't want to damage your and my reputation because of this."

The emperor stopped talking, turned over and lay down on the bed.

Ji Heng didn't know if the emperor had slept or not, but he himself couldn't sleep. The pain in his body made him upset, and he didn't know how long he had to endure it before he fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, it was already broad daylight, and the imperial doctor Weng came in again to treat his wounds, but the emperor was not there.