After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Where is this okay?

If nothing happened, Jiu'er wouldn't be hurt all over.

You Yuanjia's heart is like a mirror, but seeing that You Ziqing refused to say more, he didn't ask more questions.

He didn't know what happened, but since the man had returned home safely, and the prince was willing to expose it and not pursue it, then let the past be the past.

"Father sees that you have been haggard a lot these days, so go back and have a good rest. The Imperial Academy is not in a hurry. It won't be too late to go after your hand injury heals."

You Yuan paused, and said earnestly: "San'er, take this time as a lesson, don't make mistakes in the future, dad may not always protect you, your eldest brother is busy with border trade, and second brother also has something to do The military camp is over, and I won’t be here for two days, and when they come back, I’ll buy you two tables of banquets to suppress the surprise.”

"These days, my son has made my father tired." You Ziqing's eyes were slightly red: "But father, I'm really fine, so let's not do the banquet. When the eldest brother and the second brother come back, let's have a good drink."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." You Yuanjiao was always strict, but now he looked at his son who was obviously out of order, but he didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Back at Hou Mansion, You Ziqing was going to greet the old lady, but was stopped by You Yuanjiao.

"It's okay to go over to your grandmother's place later, you go back and rest first." You Yuan said.

You Ziqing nodded, and went straight back to Zhuoxuanju, but did not see Jiu'er, and asked Liu Cui, the maid, to find out that Jiu'er was still recuperating.

It's been these days, and she's still recuperating from her injuries. You can imagine how badly she's been hurt, and You Ziqing feels distressed and guilty at the same time.

I wanted to go and have a look, but for some reason, I couldn't get my mind up. I was able to hold on in the Prince's Mansion before, but when I got home, I felt exhausted.

"Third Young Master, Jiu'er is fine. I've already seen the doctor. It's all skin trauma. It will be fine after a few days of recuperation. Don't worry about it."

Seeing You Ziqing's pale face, Liu Cui felt distressed: "It's you yourself, it doesn't look very good, you better go to the house and rest!"

You Ziqing was forcibly helped to the bed by Liu Cui. Once he lay down, he fell into a dark sleep, but his sleep was not peaceful. His dream was full of scenes of being forced that day. The severe pain and humiliation made him shiver and tremble. , but opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

"No...Your Highness..."

You Ziqing woke up suddenly, and when she met those falcon-like eyes in the dark, she thought she was in a dream, and she didn't realize it was real until the other party's kiss fell.

You Ziqing wanted to resist subconsciously, but the difference in strength between the two of them meant that there was no room for him to resist.

"You'd better not make any noise, your maid is on duty outside, if..."

Upon hearing this, You Ziqing froze suddenly.

"Didn't you say you should behave well?" Zhao Zhen stroked You Ziqing's face: "Help Gu take off his clothes."

You Ziqing raised her hand tremblingly...

After the cloud and rain, Zhao Zhen should have left, but the other party didn't, and actually lay down, and You Ziqing was not allowed to get up and get dressed, and hugged him in his arms.

"Your Highness, don't you want to go?" You Ziqing lowered his eyes, even breathing very low.

"No hurry." Zhao Zhen closed his eyes: "Let Gu hug me for a while."

You Ziqing didn't move.

Zhao Zhen opened his eyes and looked at him: "Does it hurt?"

You Ziqing shook his head.

"But Gu, I want you to hurt." Zhao Zhen looked gentle, but his words were cold and cruel: "So, continue."

You Ziqing's expression changed: "Your Highness, I..."

The rest of the words were drowned in the other party's domineering deep kiss.

You Ziqing woke up again, it was already noon the next day, and Zhao Zhen, the flower picker, had long since disappeared.

He was tossed hard last night, but the person who said he wanted him to hurt didn't really hurt him, it was just that he was exhausted and had no energy.

Thinking about last night, You Ziqing smiled wryly, sleeping once, sleeping twice, and getting used to it after waiting too much, it's no big deal.At least, at least I'm back home, at least I don't have to worry about it all the time.

So comforting himself, You Ziqing sat up.

But Rao was prepared, when he lifted the quilt and looked at the colorful traces on his body, he still couldn't help his temples throbbing.

"Third young master, are you up yet?" Liu Cui's voice sounded outside the door.

You Ziqing hurriedly took the clothes and put them on, and then said: "Wake up, come in!"

The hoarse voice not only startled You Ziqing himself, but also Liu Cui.

Liu Cui hurriedly opened the door: "Why is the third young master's voice so loud?"

Putting down the basin for washing, walked a few steps to the bed, and reached out to touch You Ziqing's forehead: "Ah! Why did the third young master have a fever? But he caught a cold last night? This servant will send someone to call the doctor!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to run out, but was grabbed by You Ziqing.

"You don't need to call the doctor." Of course You Ziqing can't let Liu Cui call the doctor. If the doctor comes, then he and Zhao Zhen can't hide it.

"Oh, how can you not call a doctor?" Liu Cui stomped her feet anxiously: "Minor wind and cold have become serious illnesses, third young master, you can't hide your illness from medical treatment, just lie down, slave..."

"I'm really fine." You Ziqing interrupted Liu Cui: "It's the wind and cold I caught in the prince's mansion before, and it's almost healed. I forgot to bring back the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor. I'll go to the pharmacy later, grab two The medicine for treating wind and cold is back."

"How can you let young master go by yourself?" Liu Cui still frowned.

"Anyway, I have to go out, by the way." You Ziqing got off the bed as he said, without letting Liu Cui serve him, he washed himself, took a green robe and put it on: "Is dad at home?"

"No." Liu Cui waited on You Ziqing to comb and tie her hair: "Master Hou left the house early in the morning."

You Ziqing nodded and said nothing.

Although it is noon now, there is still some time before lunch. You Ziqing overslept in the morning and didn't feel hungry at the moment, so he was not in a hurry to eat. After tidying up, he went out alone, planning to go outside for dinner .

In the past, Jiu'er was always taken by his side, but now that Jiu'er's injury has not healed, he has no habit of bringing other people with him, so he simply didn't bring any of them.

He was only here to inquire about the follow-up of Song Yishu's conviction for ransacking his home, so instead of going to a restaurant, he went to a teahouse with an opera garden.

Because they wanted to inquire about news, they didn't ask for a private room, but gathered in the crowd downstairs in the lobby.

I didn't want to be so small, but I bumped into Zhao Zhen, an enemy, and the third prince Zhao Yan and the sixth prince Zhao Ji were accompanying me.

And those three princes and nobles happened to be at the next table to him.

You Ziqing originally wanted to sneak away before the other party found out, but didn't want the three of them to turn their heads and look this way as soon as they stood up.

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows at him especially badly, thinking of last night, and looking at that look again, no matter how you look at it, it feels full of hints.

You Ziqing: "..."