After I died, the sickly prince turned black

After You Ziqing finished speaking, she stared at the innocent peach blossom and looked at Zhao Zhen. Seeing that he was unmoved, she rolled her eyes, and pulled his palm against her face and rubbed it coquettishly.

"Your Highness—"

His Highness shouted until his bones were crisp.

Zhao Zhen shook off You Ziqing's hand in a jerk, stood up abruptly and took a few steps back, his movements were too big and he almost tripped over the bronze mirror behind him.

He stabilized his figure and stared at You Ziqing for a while, then turned around and fled without saying a word.

You Ziqing: "??"

Is the reaction so big?

You Ziqing blinked, with a question mark on her forehead.

Realizing what was going on after knowing it later, You Ziqing was immediately happy, and laughed twice, making her heart ache, and then coughed again.

"Oh my lord, you're so good, why did you come back with an injury all over your body? Look at this coughing person, he's breaking out in cold sweat!"

Hu Chang just came in with a medicine bowl, saw You Ziqing coughing on the edge of the bed, hurriedly stepped forward to pat him on the back, and waited until his breath calmed down, then helped him to sit up, and handed the medicine bowl: "My lord, quickly take this medicine Give it a drink."

You Ziqing tested the temperature, but it wasn't hot, took it and drank it in one gulp, returned the empty bowl, took the candied fruit and fed it into his mouth.

"Where's Your Highness?" You Ziqing lay down.

"Practicing the sword." Hu Chang said.

Practice sword again?

You Ziqing was puzzled.

Hu Chang smiled and said: "Young master, don't worry, His Highness is fine, the servant just came here, and he is still smiling silly while stroking his sword."

You Ziqing: "..."

"It's great that you can open up your heart with His Highness, and you won't have to continue to torture each other. Our Highness loves you so much, but..." Hu Chang sighed: "Young Master should take more care of the past."

After Hu Chang finished speaking, he took the bowl and walked out, leaving You Ziqing staring at the ceiling in a daze, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up for a long while.

What do you love or not? Isn't that good?

After drinking the medicine and feeling sleepy, she woke up after a night of sleep, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Jiu'er lying beside the bed with a frowning expression on her face.

"Jiu'er is here?" You Ziqing stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiu'er's head: "Don't worry, my little injury is not a problem, by the way, where is Your Highness?"

Jiu'er shook his head, and just about to say he didn't know, Zhao Zhen walked in.Jiu'er was quite afraid of him, and stood up almost reflexively when she saw someone.

Seeing this, You Ziqing defended himself and said, "Jiu'er, go out."

Jiu'er looked at Zhao Zhen, and subconsciously wanted to protect You Ziqing behind him, but You Ziqing patted his arm, and then saluted Zhao Zhen, and walked out step by step.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Zhen came in, didn't look at Jiu'er directly, but saw You Ziqing's shortcoming, his eyes were dim, and he glanced at Jiu'er's leaving back, and then sat down beside the bed Come down: "How do you feel? Is it better?"

"It's much better." Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't believe it, You Ziqing said with a smile: "My own body, how can I pat it hard, I just vomited blood. If it wasn't for my poor foundation, it wouldn't be a big deal at all."

While talking, he realized that Zhao Zhen was distracted staring at his face, his eyes looked deep, but actually there was no focal length at all when he looked carefully, this state was very strange.

Previously in the palace, I had seen the man haggard a lot, looking at it now, it was not only haggard, the man had lost a lot of weight, and his eye sockets were sunken.

You Ziqing thought for a moment: "Why didn't Your Highness come to the Hou Mansion to look for me in those few days?"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be listening, he couldn't help lowering his eyes: "I'm here, but I'm adding pressure to Your Highness?"

"Nothing." Zhao Zhen shook his head, but his eyes dodged a little: "Don't think about it."

After hearing this, You Ziqing didn't ask any more questions, and just gave way: "Your Highness, why don't you come up and lie down for a while."

Zhao Zhen didn't speak.

You Ziqing said: "I feel uncomfortable lying down like this, it should be better to rest on His Highness's shoulder."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen didn't refuse, took off his coat and hung it up, then lay down beside You Ziqing, reached out and pulled him into his arms.

You Ziqing rubbed his head against Zhao Zhen's shoulder: "It feels much better this way."

Such intimacy made the smile on Zhao Zhen's face a little real, but You Ziqing raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Zhen was taken aback.

You Ziqing raised her head and kissed him on the lips: "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Zhao Zhen listened to You Ziqing and fell asleep with his eyes closed, but after a while, he woke up suddenly, staring straight at the ceiling.

His breathing was heavy, his chest heaved violently, as if he had been terrified, and he lay there upright, in a state of being completely paralyzed.

"Your Highness..."

You Ziqing was taken aback by Zhao Zhen. Just as he was about to wake him up, he suddenly turned his head and stared at her. His deep eyes were dark and full of hatred.

You Ziqing was too familiar with this look.

He was very alert and quick to react, but in the end he was held back by his injured body.

Almost at the same time as Zhao Zhen shot, he leaned back to avoid it, but was still grabbed by the neck.

Because he was being haunted, Zhao Zhen was almost irrational, and the hand that was pinching You Ziqing's neck didn't stop at all, and he really wanted to kill.

"Uh!" You Ziqing was pinched until his eyes turned black, and he could only use his hands to break Zhao Zhen's iron-like palms. The pain in his neck made his brain congested, his whole face was flushed with pain, and he fell out of pain. Physiological tears: "Your Highness... uh... wake up... wake up..."

Zhao Zhen, who was immersed in a nightmare, couldn't hear You Ziqing's cry of pain at all. It was Hu Chang and Jiu'er who rushed in when they heard the movement, and pulled Zhao Zhen away.

Almost the moment Zhao Zhen let go, You Ziqing collapsed on the bed.

"Master!" Jiu'er was so frightened that tears streamed down his face, and now he couldn't care less about being afraid of Zhao Zhen, so he rushed over to check on You Ziqing's situation, but was grabbed by Hu Chang.

"What's the use of rushing over there?" Hu Chang said, "Go and call the doctor!"

Jiu'er didn't dare to leave at all, he was afraid that if he left, his young master would tell him to be here!

"I'm here to watch, you go!" Hu Chang looked at You Ziqing's pale face and shouted: "Young master's face is wrong, I'm afraid it will be bad if you are late, go!"

Jiu'er also saw the expression on his young master's face, he was not a living person, he looked like a dead person, so he couldn't care less about crying, turned around and ran out in a panic.

When Zhao Zhen woke up, what he saw was You Ziqing lying limply with a pale face, and he was shocked immediately.

"Ziqing!" Zhao Zhen hurriedly picked him up, looking at the blue and purple fingerprints on his neck, his eyes were tearing apart: "This, this is..."

"Your Highness, you almost strangled the young master!" Hu Chang shouted heartbroken, "What kind of crime is this?"

Hearing Hu Chang's cry, Zhao Zhen was shaken all over, staring at the weakly breathing person in his arms in disbelief, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"This is..." Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, and after a while he touched the fingerprints on You Ziqing's neck with trembling hands: "This is, I, I, I... I pinched it? I almost, almost killed him ?”

Before the words fell, Zhao Zhen's tears rolled down.

"I almost killed him, I... I, I, I killed..."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hu Chang hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please calm down, the young master is still alive, he has no... medicine! Come here, quickly bring your Highness's medicine!"