There's something wrong with the lonely princess

The submissive Yikong Great Monk Baba tidied up a new room to accommodate the little prince. He settled down well, but his apprentice did not go back to rest and insisted on guarding his house. Life was not easy, the great monk sighed.

"You go back to sleep too, can't Master watch over for you?" Yi Kong persuaded: "Don't forget, you are the one who needs a good rest for your injuries."

"What about Xiao Jing's injury? He was shot by an arrow, how is the situation?"

"What's the matter, he's the prince, protected by a golden dragon." Yikong glanced at the man who had fallen asleep, and lowered his voice: "Besides, he still has a soft gold silk armor, and the wound is as big as a needle point. It's like this, it's really..."

Under the eyes of the apprentice, Yikong didn't say the last part of the sentence, and he turned a corner: "It's just a low-grade fever, and it will be fine after drinking the medicine for a while, don't worry too much."

"Xiao Xie, Master really didn't do it on purpose. I don't know the relationship between you two. The Buddha said that those who don't know are not guilty, so don't be angry with Master."

Xie Yiyan snorted twice, and pulled the quilt for Li Shengjing. Li Shengjing, who was in a coma, was a little unsteady, took his hand, patted it lightly, and then complained to Yikong: "Master, you are too cruel. No matter what our relationship is, he is injured and not in good health, how can you drive him out? What about compassion?"

It is useless to say anything to the apprentice now, Yikong can only admit the mistake, and said that he will never do it again next time, and made a promise to the apprentice.

"Master, I will listen to you in everything from now on, okay?" Yikong coaxed his apprentice in a low voice: "You said that our master and apprentice have not seen each other for a long time, and you are angry with the master when we meet, isn't it bad? I don't think you are okay tonight Going to sleep, hurry up and tell Master what happened between you and this little prince."

Yikong couldn't persuade him, so he just grabbed a chair and sat directly beside Xie Yiyan. Anyway, the apprentice didn't know how to do it, so it's better to take this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk.

"We..." Xie Yiyan became shy almost visibly to the naked eye, and her ear circles turned red.

He would still be embarrassed to say this in front of Master.

"That's it. After I got married, we were together. Xiaojing is very kind. Master, please don't be prejudiced against him."

"Since when have I been prejudiced against him?" Yikong frowned after hearing this: "Your father agreed like that? I thought he would think up his mind, so you know who you are as the prince?"

"Of course I know." Xie Yiyan took it for granted: "Xiao Jing is so smart, in fact, I have already exposed my secrets, and he has been helping me to cover it up. There is no one better than him in the world. Master Mu, you..."

"I'm not prejudiced. Before, I was worried that he didn't know your identity. I was afraid of going on a business trip. It's okay, you boy only has your little prince in my heart now." Yikong sighed, and remembered another question: "The key It's not my fault, what did he call you, Ann, it's a fake name, I thought you made up a fake identity to fool him, who knows if there's another one, why did he call you that?"

"Zian, my word." Xie Yiyan felt a little proud, her chin subconsciously lifted: "Xiaojing took it for me."

That tone of voice, that proud look, that appearance, is really like a peacock with its tail open, and he is just like him, I really can't see it.

"Virtue, if you want to have a tail, don't you have to stick it up to the sky?"

"Master, I haven't asked yet. How did Xiaojing and I meet you? Why are you here?"

Xie Yiyan is really angry, his master is an expert who comes and goes without a trace, and usually has no letter at all, but when he appeared, he helped a lot.

Although he didn't admit it, he was still very glad that the master appeared in time, otherwise he and Xiaojing really didn't know what it would be like.

Glancing at the person who was still asleep, Xie Yiyan was worried, and touched Xiaojing's forehead, her eyes were gentle and tender, with unresolved affection.

"Zian!"

The sleeper seemed to be frightened, and exclaimed, with a painful expression on his face, Xie Yiyan quickly held his hand: "I am here, I am here, Xiaojing is not afraid, I am here."

"What did you say?"

Hearing the person on the bed muttering a few more words in a low voice, Xie Yiyan didn't hear clearly, and leaned over to hear Li Shengjing whispering sorry all the time, even in a dream, Li Shengjing was sad, now Xie Yiyan His heart ached so badly, he couldn't see Xiaojing's appearance when he was suffering the most, so he coaxed him all the time.

He completely forgot that his master was still there. Yikong originally wanted to exchange feelings with his apprentice. He hadn’t seen him for so long. He also missed his apprentice very much, but obviously the apprentice didn’t see him at all. He wanted to chat with the little prince while he was sleeping. There is no chance to speak.

Yikong had no choice but to confess: "Don't just focus on him, you just thought about it, sleep for a while."

However, no one paid him any attention.

Li Shengjing slept very restlessly that night, he was almost in a half-dream and half-awake state. He felt that Xie Yiyan was beside him, but he couldn't see it clearly. It seemed that there were layers of thick fog in the middle, but the tentacles were out of reach. He was just like that. After struggling all night, he finally opened his eyes at dawn.

The first feeling was tightness in the chest, a little out of breath, and the second reaction was that he couldn't care about himself. He felt the strength in his body, and turned his head almost immediately. Sure enough, he saw sleeping beside him at a glance. Thank you face.

There was a little stubble on his face, his eyes were black and blue, he was obviously haggard, and then Li Shengjing went to find Xie Yiyan's wound.

The wound on the arm has been treated, it looks fine with gauze wrapped, but the wound is still poisonous, I don't know what's wrong, Li Shengjing's hand gently stroked Xie Yiyan's face, his eyes became moist, waiting for him to When he realized it, his face was already covered with tears.

Li Shengjing hurriedly wiped it off, but woke up Xie Yiyan.

Xie Yiyan didn't sleep well at first, but she was thinking about Li Shengjing. If it wasn't for his body being injured, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep. When he felt that Li Shengjing seemed to be moving, he woke up immediately.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the tear stains on Li Shengjing's face, and he immediately became anxious: "What's wrong? Is it a leg pain? Or is it uncomfortable? Xiaojing, don't cry, talk, tell me what's uncomfortable, okay?"

"Master! Master!"

When he was in a hurry, he wanted to call for Master, but Li Shengjing grabbed his sleeve: "It's okay, it's okay, don't shout, it wakes everyone up."

"Does your leg hurt?"

Li Shengjing laughed: "How old am I, and because my leg hurts..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, obviously a little embarrassed.

Xie Yiyan helped him wipe away his tears, Li Shengjing leaned over, felt Xie Yiyan's heartbeat, and then said, "Zian, I'm sorry for you."

During this period of time, he has been blaming himself. When Xie Yiyan was beside him in a coma that day, Li Shengjing was almost overwhelmed by the great fear that surged up in his heart. Before this, he had never had any worries in this regard, even those who To some extent, the assassin was the result of his deliberate letting go.

It could have been avoided.

As long as he doesn't take this risk, it can be avoided, and Xie Yiyan will not be injured.

It's his fault, it's because he insists on going his own way, it's because only those schemes in his mind hurt Xie Yiyan, it's all his fault.

Self-blame and guilt almost crushed him.

"It's a good thing you're ok, luckily you're ok."

Li Shengjing's voice was low, and he nestled in Xie Yiyan's arms, hugging her tightly with all his strength, unwilling to part with him any more.

Xie Yiyan is actually not all right, he still needs to detoxify, and the method of the Great Monk Yikong to detoxify is a bit more troublesome, not to mention all kinds of medicinal materials, but also prepared a big iron pot, ready to cook Xiao Xie in an iron pot, Xie Yiyan returned to himself He resisted for a few words, thinking that his master was just joking, detoxification is detoxification, how to make detoxification as if he was going to be steamed.

It's also fortunate that Master is a monk and vegetarian, otherwise, Xie Yiyan would really doubt it.

"Eldest brother, take off your clothes and go in." Sifang carried a bucket, added another bucket of water, and told Xie Yiyan: "Master said, you have to steam for half an hour."

"Half an hour, won't I be familiar with it?"

Sifang was serious: "Elder brother, what are you thinking about? It's sweat steaming. The master said that you have to use sweat steaming to clean up the toxins in your body after taking medicine."

"Call Master, and I'll ask him a few words."

"Oh." Sifang agreed, then took a look outside, and then whispered to Xie Yiyan: "Eldest brother, is that benefactor really a prince? Why doesn't he look like a prince at all? He looks like... "

Sifang scratched his head and didn't say anything further. The little monk's face was still a bit thin, and he was even more embarrassed because he was a monk.

Xie Yiyan understood what the little monk hadn't finished speaking.

It’s not for anything else, it’s because Xiaojing’s behavior has been very good since he went up the mountain. How should I put it, he is gentle, considerate, obedient and obedient, and he is very clingy to him, that is, he is sweating in the big pot right now. Jing couldn't follow him, otherwise he wished he wouldn't be separated from him.

It's really not like the princes who are decisive and resolute in the book, but Xie Yiyan knows that his Xiaojinglun's resolute and resolute killing is no worse than those princes in the book, he is... …

Should be scared.

Xiao Jing was very thoughtful, and he must have blamed himself for his injury and poisoning, but he still didn't show it, and on the surface it seemed that nothing happened, but Xie Yiyan knew that Xiao Jing was blaming herself, but Xie Yiyan He wanted to say a few words, but every time he opened his mouth, Xiao Jing would distract the matter, and he didn't want to mention it.

Xie Yiyan has no choice but to hope that the poison will be cured quickly, and Xiao Jing can rest assured that he will be healthy.

"Why are you calling me in a hurry? Brat, steam your sweat well, don't try to be lazy."

"Master." Xie Yiyan lay on the edge of the cauldron with a serious tone: "Tell me the truth, when will I get rid of this poison? I stew me in an iron pot every day. It doesn't look like I want to detoxify. I don't think so." Is it an excuse you deliberately made because you want to eat meat?"

"Believe it or not, I really boiled you?" Yikong was almost pissed off by this brat, and made trouble for him every day, especially after his little prince went up the mountain. The waiter is dead.

At first glance, he looked like a worthless person, and let the prince eat him to death.

"Three days, another three days of steaming is almost enough, you still don't believe in your master's craftsmanship?"

Yikong clapped his hands: "Don't forget, I saved your little life. Counting this time, I saved you twice and became your reborn parents twice."

"Master, as the saying goes, sending a Buddha to the west is better than building a seven-level pagoda to save someone's life. How many levels of pagodas have you built so far, how about doing me a favor?"

"I don't care!" Yi Kong immediately refused: "I don't care about his business, I can't manage it, I don't have the ability."

"Master, I haven't said anything yet." Xie Yiyan was in a hurry: "Listen to me first, okay?"

"Is there anything to say, isn't it just that your little prince's cold air invades his lungs, and he has a chronic cough that can't be cured? Master will know it when he hears him panting." Yikong looked determined, and the old god was there: "Why, I Wrong? Didn't I beg for him?"

Looking at Xie Yiyan's expression, it means that besides the little prince, what else can you miss?

"Since master knows why he doesn't help?" Xie Yiyan was even more anxious: "Could it be that Xiao Jing's illness is difficult to cure? Can't it be cured? What will happen then? Master, please find a way to cure him!"

"It's not difficult, it's not that I can't cure it, I don't dare to cure it." Yikong deliberately walked to Xie Yiyan's side, and sighed heavily: "There are some people who put them on the top of their hearts. This cure is too painful, I'm afraid some people will turn against me and make trouble with me, so it can't be done, it can't be cured, it can't be cured, why don't he just cough twice, cough, anyway, it won't kill anyone. "

Xie Yiyan: ...

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