After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

The word 'I'm going' is Qin Ye's internal and external troubles, headache, leg pain, chest pain, and all the feelings of pain in the whole body.

Xie Heng was extremely ruthless, he was a person who respected the doctor's orders, and the doctor who trained him in cardiopulmonary resuscitation once mentioned the strength of the compressions - "Just use as hard as you can crush the ribs in the chest."

Judging from the touch of Qin Ye's body, the current situation is like this - His Royal Highness, who is dressed in gold and jade, rolled up his sleeves unseemly, pushed him in without politeness, and climbed onto the bed by himself.

The dignified prince had a natural and familiar expression when he entered the bed, and there was a slight blush on his handsome cheeks, but it was obviously not caused by embarrassment or embarrassment.

The skin of this little prince is indeed very good-looking, and his demeanor is also good.

At least, when doing bad things with confidence.

Qin Ye flicked his divine kung fu slightly, and the person on his body folded his hands, sticking to his heart a little bit, the place where the palms and fingertips were touching... It was the place where General Qin would take care of each other when he was struggling in the army. A boundary that has not been honest with others.

Then, do your best, with ups and downs.

In such a charming and ambiguous scene, if this person hadn't put all his strength on him, making him almost vomit blood, Qin Ye might really think about the probability of the prince trying to force his bow on him.

Qin Ye was exercising his inner strength to suppress the toxins in his body at this moment. His inner strength was more specific, and it was the same as the breath of a tortoise. Therefore, he couldn't even lift a little finger, let alone speak. No matter what he thought, he could only Can forcefully do what the person on the body does with all his might.

What's more... Although I don't know why, this is a labor-intensive and non-sexual operation. It doesn't seem to be harming him, nor is it belittling him.

It seems that I have found a strange treatment method from nowhere, but the treatment is a bit troublesome for the patient.

Under internal and external pressure, Qin Ye was in so much pain that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas came out of his body. He could only count the number of times the man pressed down desperately, and hated to think that one day he would have revenge.

After counting thirty times silently in my heart, the ups and downs stopped, and the fingertips that were still slightly cold just now became hot, brushing carelessly across the right cheek, accompanied by the sound of uneven panting.

"It looks more bloody than before, is it working?"

That's pissed.

Maybe it's also the effect of your qi and blood churning after you pressed desperately.

Qin Ye rolled his eyes inwardly, and thought in confusion: I heard that the prince is well-read and memorized, and he can read everything, but what he said is true.It's just that the things I read are not very serious, and I will definitely give advice to His Majesty in the coming year, so I don't let this person read such messy things...

Just when he thought the suffering was over, Xie Heng, who had confirmed the effectiveness of the treatment, let out a long sigh of relief, and the scourge gradually moved up from his heart, and he began to move his hands up and down.

This person didn't seem to care about his status as the crown prince of the empire, let alone his innocence and chastity. His two warm hands touched from his chin to his ear bones and then to his forehead, all meticulous and trivial.

Qin Ye, who thought he had already endured the most pain in the world, still closed his eyes and endured silently.

Thirty blows, right? In the future, he will definitely find another place to get revenge. As for being touched on the face and ears, it is all trivial matters.

then……

He heard the little prince sigh softly and start talking to himself.

"Is this really a cardiac arrest? Must artificial respiration be necessary?"

"It's actually not very similar."

"Although this person should live a long time... But what if he is a little bit surprised? I can't regret it forever?"

"It's a good thing that she's not a girl from a wealthy family. Otherwise, after saving someone on the front foot, Tang Jing would say that I took advantage of someone's danger... Maybe I will have to prepare for a big wedding in a few days."

What is this man talking about?

Aside from knowing the two words in front, but not understanding the meaning of the words connected together.

What do you mean I am a little surprised that you will regret it for the rest of your life?

What do you mean by not being a girl from a wealthy family?

Isn't the innocence of the country's father important?

Wait what are you doing? !

Qin Ye, who was distracted by his thoughts and the person on his body for most of his attention, even felt that the pain was slightly relieved, suddenly felt his scalp numb, and a shadow fell on his forehead.

The person who had been whispering, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, slowly leaned over and pressed close to his cheek.

The two were so close that Qin Ye could hear Xie Heng's heart beating like a drum in his chest.

too close.

There was a slightly dull sound——

It was Qin Ye who suddenly opened his eyes at the last moment, and his long-standing internal energy adjustment was completely defeated. His heart was bleeding from a headache, but he couldn't care less.

Because, less than half a finger away, are the little prince's dark pupils.

A little later, skin to skin and lips to touch...

This man actually wanted to kiss him!It almost made it!

Qin Ye has lived for 26 years and has not suffered this kind of grievance. His eyes are flushed, his cheeks are hot and his body is trembling slightly. He wants to do something to express his anger.

For example, stand up and come to a battle that belongs to men.

But firstly, his body was still in pain and he didn't have much strength, and secondly... thinking of the vague words that the man in front of him just said and the marriage letter that had been brutally raped, Qin Ye even had no strength.

His Royal Highness didn't notice this.

After Qin Ye woke up, he only paused for about three seconds, then politely withdrew from the intimate distance, turned over from the bed, stood by the bed, touched the corner of his mouth, and let out a "hiss".

It's not a big deal that he lost the first battle of artificial respiration after doing mental construction for a long time.

The point is, when the guy in front of him "woke up", he didn't know whether it was internal force or what, and the place where the two touched was visibly vibrated with force.

Almost subconsciously, Xie Heng's body leaned back more than an inch, avoiding the place where the force was strongest, but just like that, the corner of his mouth was still broken.

Fortunately, it was not very serious, but according to the pain of the wound, it was probably disfigured.

Xie Heng is not a delicate person. After confirming that the injury was not a problem, he glanced at the scene on the bed and planned to cover Qin Ye with a quilt.

It's not that he is considerate, it's that the scene in front of him is very unsightly.

The originally neatly made bed was ruined in a mess, and the only two brocade quilts were pushed to the corner at some point, weak and helpless.

And in the middle of the bed—the man with the upper body is lying on his back, the lines of the muscles in his waist and abdomen intersect with the scars from years of battles, Qin Ye has old wounds all over his body, the color is light, except for the middle of his chest A bright red, particularly conspicuous.

Looking further up, there is a messy bun, red eyes with some angry eyes, and an overly angular outline...

The picture is too beautiful, even a little lively.

While Xie Heng was desperately muttering in his heart that he should love the patient and respect the patient's privacy, his eyes lingered on the body in front of him for the last time, and pulled the quilt with some regret.

Even in the later generations when the cultural and entertainment industry is extremely developed, ordinary people cannot appreciate such a man with top-notch aura, appearance and figure.

Not to mention such a blind appreciation...

Regardless of love, people always have desires for beautiful things.

When Xie Heng pulled the quilt with one hand, the door of Zhiwei Hall opened with a creak, followed by a few pairs of messy footsteps.

Qin Ye's lieutenant Lu Yanhe rushed in anxiously, followed by several old doctors.

Lu Yanhe walked a few steps quickly, and when he lifted the curtain and entered the sleeping area, he was stunned.

Qin Ye's bedroom is not big, and he can clean up what's going on inside with just two eyes.

However, is this a scene that ordinary people can stand and watch carefully!

The father-in-law's clothes were unbuttoned, and the corner of the prince's mouth was broken. The father-in-law was lying on his back, but the prince was looking for something beside the bed with his arms half-stretched...

Lu Yanhe walked in the front. He stood still behind the curtain, and the old doctors behind couldn't come in. He asked in doubt.

However, Lu Yanhe's feet were firmly nailed to the ground like a nail, no matter how urged by the people behind him, he would not move.

Having stayed by Qin Ye's side for nearly ten years, Lu Yanhe knew Qin Ye well.

And because of Qin Ye's weak relationship with his relatives, Lu Yanhe boasted that no one in the world could understand his father-in-law better than him.

For example, he now knows with certainty that the father-in-law was not forced.

Just kidding, Qin Ye had a toxic attack in his body, but he didn't pass out completely.

With Qin Ye's unrivaled skill in the world, no one in this world can force him to do anything in a one-on-one situation.

Even if it's a drugged sneak attack, you have to be at least the second best in the world to give it a try.

So... Grandpa is willing?

What kind of situation is this, the father-in-law is willing to do that kind of thing when he is in severe pain all over his body? !

Reminiscent of the prince handing over the marriage letter very confidently, the father-in-law had to hang him outside the gate of the mansion when he refused, and the prince of a country really obediently waiting for half an hour... Lu Yanhe's thoughts drifted away in an instant.

If you want to say that it's a quarrel between young lovers, it's okay, isn't it?

The father-in-law is also the son of an aristocratic family who has been honored for many generations. When he was young, he was the prince's companion and often communicated in the palace. Maybe he has some old feelings with the prince.

When I was young, I fell in love with bamboo horses and bamboo horses, and I was stationed at the border with the hurt of parting, and the golden palace refused to marry and the old love revived?

As he was thinking about it, the way he looked at Xie Heng had changed, even showing a hint of admiration.

Xie Heng noticed it but was a little unclear, so he just felt that Qin Ye's lieutenant general didn't look very normal.

However, it is also understandable that the current scene is too exciting, and someone who loves to think too much might think that he has done something to Qin Ye, and it would be good if he didn't rush forward to protect the lord.

The two were silent, and the atmosphere in the room was very strange.

In the end, it was Qin Ye who, in the midst of pain, figured out where the weird atmosphere came from, and forced out a few words from between his teeth.

"Get out... get out... go..."

Lu Yanhe couldn't wait to ask for it, and he said yes, rolling very numbly.

On the other side, Prince Xie stayed as a matter of course and continued his great cause of covering the quilt.

After all, there is no reason in the world for a courtier to let the prince go. Xie Heng thought that he should not be in the scope of "get out".

After a while, Yun Zhou also arrived in a hurry along with the genius doctor Guo Lao.

At this time, Qin Ye had already been covered with a thin layer of brocade quilt, his eyes were not as red as before, and Xie Heng had tidied up his messy bun, making him look like a decent gentleman again.

Mr. Guo is an old man with a bright head like snow but a hale and hearty spirit. His figure is slightly rounder, but his steps are vigorous.

He was entrusted by the crown prince's mother's family to take care of the crown prince, and occasionally he would see a doctor for the direct descendants of the Eastern Palace. He was not interested in those private matters in the palace. If the crown prince asked him to see a doctor, he really only saw a doctor.

When Mr. Guo was seriously taking the pulse, Yun Zhou, who was running all the way, stood back beside Xie Heng, his eyes fluttered, and he immediately became alert.

He was the confidant eunuch who followed the prince's side, the one who was as careful as he was sensitized, and could tell something was wrong just by looking at it.

His Highness's clothes are too wrinkled, almost as if he had fought with someone, and the wound on the corner of his mouth doesn't look like it was bitten, but like it was caused by internal strength...

It's not too bad a shock.

And looking at His Highness's appearance, he didn't seem too depressed, and was even a little excited?

It seems that His Royal Highness wants to come hard, but Duke Ding's resistance is not very obvious...

On the other side, Mr. Guo took the pulse carefully, and prescribed the prescription even more carefully. When he finished writing the last stroke and ordered the servant to take it down and decoct the medicine, the newly added teacup on Xie Heng's table had already been refilled twice.

Xie Heng's back was sore and his legs ached from sitting, so he stood up in a hurry, said a few words of concern to Qin Ye who was obviously over the pain but insisted on closing his eyes, and prepared to leave.

He couldn't wait to go back to his bedroom in the East Palace. In the memory of the original owner, the carved wooden bed was extremely comfortable.

At this moment, Yun Zhou at his side saw the timing and took a step forward, and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, it's already getting late, if you go back by chariot now, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the key to the palace gate."

Xie Heng was stunned for a moment, then looked out subconsciously.

Outside the window, the night was falling, and a crescent moon had already hung in the sky at some point.

It was indeed getting late.

Xie Heng's footsteps stopped, he could only turn his head stiffly, and looked at the people on the sick bed.

Qin Ye just kept his eyes closed and didn't speak. He just wanted to pretend he didn't know what was going on in this room just now, and quickly turned the page.

But as soon as Yun Zhou finished speaking, he had to pretend to open his eyes naturally, facing Xie Heng's struggling eyes.

"Your Highness, if you don't dislike it..." Qin Ye spoke slowly, even with a bit of gnashing of teeth in resentment; "Just rest in the minister's mansion for a night."