It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

Ting He swore to the sky that he definitely didn't do it on purpose!

As early as when he discovered his sexual orientation, he intentionally kept a certain distance from the same sex. When he was in school, he was invited by his friends to take a bath, but he was rejected on the grounds of cleanliness.

Counting it, he hasn't seen a body of the same sex for a long time, and even now he looks at it unconsciously, which is a normal reaction.

But his master's waist is so thin, and his legs are really long...

Inexplicably, under Ting He's sluggish eyes, Zhan Yungui pulled off his clothes reflexively to cover himself tightly, even though he didn't know why he did so.

"cough."

Ting He naturally also saw his movements, and felt a little ashamed for staring at him like this, and coughed lightly, "Your Highness, it's time for you to get up and take your medicine."

Zhan Yungui frowned, and he didn't know if it was because of "taking medicine" or because of the person in front of him.

Seeing that Zhan Yungui did not move, Ting He smiled on his lips, and approached him step by step against the other party's vigilant gaze.

Afterwards, he put the object in his hand on the wooden truss, and squatted down in front of him, trying to release his kindness as much as possible.

"Your Highness, it's cold on the ground, I help you to sit on the bed, have you taken your medicine?"

Ting He's peach blossom eyes are inherently beautiful, and when he stares at people with crooked eyebrows, it seems as if he wants to drown people in them, which is both seductive and dangerous.

On the other hand, the vigilance in Zhan Yungui's eyes never faded, his upper body was tense, like a lone wolf aiming at prey in the wilderness, as long as Tinghe made any abnormal movements, he would pounce on him and bite his throat.

Facing such a terrifying sight, Ting He didn't show any fear at all, and waited for a while, seeing that Zhan Yungui didn't object, he took it as his acquiescence.

Without even saying hello, Ting He raised his right hand and hugged Zhan Yungui's back, and his left hand held Zhan Yungui's left arm, trying to help him up.

Zhan Yungui pinched Tinghe's wrist with his backhand, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones.

But Tinghe acted as if he didn't feel it, and easily helped Zhan Yungui up and sat on the bed, then quickly let go of his hand, with innocent eyes, and signaled to him: "Your Highness, look, I don't mean anything malicious, I really just want to Just to lift you up."

Zhan Yungui stared at Ting He for a long time, until Ting He felt that his wrist was about to be pinched, he slowly let go.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Ting He rubbed his sore wrist, then picked up the medicine bowl and sat beside Zhan Yungui, carefully scooped up a spoonful of medicine juice, and blew gently.

"Your Highness, come, drink the medicine."

Ting He held a spoon to Zhan Yungui's lips, feeding medicine to Zhan Yungui like coaxing a child.

There was another silence, and Zhan Yungui looked at Tinghe for a long time, then opened his mouth obediently, and swallowed the concoction in the spoon.

The bitter taste made Zhan Yungui frowned, and then another spoonful of concoction was brought to his mouth.

Just like that, Ting He fed Zhan Yungui one spoon after another, Zhan Yungui never took his eyes off Ting He's face, and finished drinking the medicine like this.

After the last mouthful of medicine was fed, Zhan Yungui was suddenly stuffed with a mouthful of candied fruit.

Very sweet, with a strong peach aroma.

Zhan Yungui never liked this kind of overly sweet snacks, but looking at Ting He who said with a smile, "Your Highness, a bite of candied fruit will not be bitter", suddenly felt that this candied fruit didn't seem so unpalatable.

Ting He put down the medicine bowl, and picked up the wound medicine and bandages on the wooden box.

He had noticed these medicines just now, they should have been left by the imperial doctor yesterday, and one of the bottles still had traces of being used.

This also explained why Zhan Yungui's clothes were disheveled, because he had trauma all over his body, and it was only for the convenience of taking medicine.

In addition, Zhan Yungui was weak. When Tinghe knocked on the door, he got out of bed and was about to get dressed, but accidentally stepped on the wrong foot and fell to the ground. Only then did the scene that Tinghe saw when he entered the door appear.

Ting He opened the cork on the medicine bottle with his fingers, and the strong medicinal fragrance instantly filled the whole room.

Ting He smiled: "Your Highness, it's time for us to change the medicine."

It was probably because of this that Ting He coaxed him to finish feeding the medicine, and Zhan Yungui was particularly cooperative at this time. Ting He raised his hand when asked to raise his hand, and turned around when asked to turn around.

The slightly cooling ointment was evenly applied on Zhan Yungui's back, and it was a little itchy. Zhan Yungui unconsciously straightened his waist and tensed his back.

The young man in front of him was thin and thin, with only a thin layer of muscle covering his upper body. On his back, there were old and new scars all over. Some places were red, swollen and purple, and he looked extremely hideous.

This is how much hurt...

Ting He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes darkened, the smile on his face faded a lot, and the movements of his hands became softer.

It was so light that Zhan Yungui couldn't feel his movements anymore, he thought the medicine had been applied, and was about to turn around, but was stopped by Ting He.

"do not move."

Ting He's voice was slightly hoarse, with a bit of imperceptible distress.

Zhan Yungui immediately stopped turning around obediently, and a dark light suddenly flashed across his eyes.

Ting He stretched out his fingers to carefully touch the longest wound on Zhan Yungui's body, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

pain?Zhan Yungui shook his head, indicating that he is not in pain now, but rather itchy.

The scars are itchy, and the heart is also a little numb.

It was something he had never felt before.

However, Ting He misunderstood what Zhan Yungui meant, and his eyes hurt even more.

"Why doesn't it hurt? The wound is so deep, it must have hurt when you were injured. You didn't apply medicine in time after the injury, which left such an obvious scar."

Recalling that when he was still in the cultivation world, Ting He accidentally cut a wound on his body with a sword, and the master immediately used a good elixir to help him deal with it.

The master frowned slightly, and when he scolded him for becoming so clumsy, he also gently told him that if there was another time, he must take the medicine in time, otherwise it would leave ugly scars.

Thinking of this, Tinghe thought, if the master still had his own memory of a monk, he would not have left himself with ugly scars all over his back.

But now it is in a secret realm.

Ting He's expression became firm, and he said solemnly as if making a promise: "In the future, I will do my best to protect His Highness, and will not let His Highness suffer any harm again."

This person said he wanted to protect him?

Hearing this, Zhan Yungui frowned slightly, when everyone was bullying him, this person said he wanted to protect him?

Zhan Yungui's heart was slightly warm and he was puzzled. He didn't understand that it was only a minor injury that could make Tinghe make a big promise.What's warmer is that this is the first time someone has said they want to protect him.

With his eyelids half down to cover the inexplicable emotion in his eyes, Zhan Yungui nodded lightly to show that he understood.

The seemingly indifferent appearance made Ting He more determined in his decision.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was exceptionally harmonious.

Ming Zhu, who remembered bringing tea and water to Mr. Ting, clicked his tongue inwardly in amazement.

When he was just sent to the third prince to serve him, it took nearly half a year for the third prince to let go of his defenses, but it has only been a long time since the third prince has passed, and the third prince is so obedient.

You really deserve to be your lord.

Since the wound medicine was given to Zhan Yungui that day, Tinghe would go to Chonghua Palace to give lectures every day and visit him by the way.

Whenever he finds some novel gadgets outside the palace, he will bring them to the palace and give them to Zhan Yungui.

Today is no exception.

After Tinghe went to the early court, he took a few newly found military books and went to Chonghua Palace.

I brought Zhan Yungui some small snacks, slingshots and other gadgets before. When Zhan Yungui received them, he looked disgusted. He only had a lot of interest in swords, military books and other things.

It just so happened that he himself thought that the Four Books and Five Classics were not as interesting as the art of war, so he simply found some books on war and sent them back to Zhan Yun.

When Tinghe arrived at Chonghua Palace, Zhan Yungui was practicing calligraphy in the study, completing the exercises he had left before.

Ming Zhu stood aside, waiting for orders.

"Your Highness." With a smile on Ting He's lips, he took out the military books as soon as he entered the study, which seemed to be a bit of an invitation for credit, "I have found a lot of new military books from a traveler from another country this time. It's really fun to record."

Zhan Yungui's eyes brightened slightly, with a rare joy on his face, he put down his pen, stretched out his hand to Ting He, and made a mouth-

show me.

Ting He readily agreed, and handed the book of war to Zhan Yungui.

Mouth-shaping was a request from Tinghe to Zhan Yungui. Although Zhan Yungui couldn't speak, it didn't mean he couldn't understand and couldn't respond.

Since he couldn't make a sound, he mouth-shaped, so that Ting He could understand Zhan Yungui's meaning.

After Zhan Yungui got the book of war, he couldn't put it down very much, and immediately flipped through it, and was fascinated by it, and had no time to take care of Tinghe.

Tinghe didn't care too much, and sat on the stool to chat with Mingzhu who poured him tea.

Ting He asked him: "How is Your Highness's recovery?"

"Master Hui Ting, His Highness's injuries are no longer serious." Ming Zhu smiled purely, joyful and admiring, "It's all thanks to Your Majesty Ting!"

"If it weren't for the presence of Mr. Ting, His Highness may have to lie on the bed for a long time to recover."

Thinking of the miserable situation in the past, Mingzhu inevitably felt a little depressed, but he was no longer afraid, because there was Mrs. Ting here!

Thinking of this, Ming Zhu's face instantly turned cloudy and sunny.

What a child.Ting He smiled, and gently rubbed Ming Zhu's head.

Outside the window, the wind is cold, and the withered and yellow branches and leaves are shaking off the branches with the bleak winter wind.

The room was warm and peaceful. The heat from the red-hot coals made Ting He drowsy. He thought that the fighting between the princes in the palace would become more intense, and it would affect Zhan Yun in the near future. After all, he had to prepare earlier...

Just as he was thinking about the plot he knew, a communication sound suddenly sounded outside the door.

"His Royal Highness is here—"

Prince Zhan Yuncheng, who hadn't seen him for a few days, with a just right smile on his face, led his group of lackeys and some servants, broke into the Chonghua Palace, and appeared in front of the three of them.

There was a trace of coldness in Ting He's eyes for an instant, he stood up expressionlessly, and saluted: "Chen Tinghe, see Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Lord Ting, please get up quickly." Prince Zhan Yuncheng smiled and helped Ting He up, regardless of Ting He's discomfort, he insisted on holding his hands and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I really miss you so much. .”

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