invisible him

The white bird came to the room soon, but no matter how Chang Xiyang asked, the white bird didn't reveal a word.

"It's the best thing for your second prince to take good care of your body." Before leaving, Bai Que sighed and said to him like this.

After showering and tidying up, he nestled back into the bed.Every day someone would bring food, his addiction was basically under control, it was not that severe, and the pain was basically within the range of self-control, Si Song never appeared again, as if he suddenly disappeared.

The broken jade pendant came back, and it seemed that someone had glued it back together. He found it when he was putting on his coat.

It must be the Second Prince.Whether it's Yupei, or bringing him back from the West Mountain.He didn't know that the willful little prince handed over the jade pendant to Si Song himself, and he didn't know the boy's regret when he walked hard in the snow with him in his arms.

"What happened?" Chang Xiyang couldn't hold back anymore, and stopped the maid who came to deliver the meal.

"Uh..." The servant girl lowered her eyes and shook her head in a panic, "Young Master Xiyang, don't ask."

"Something happened to the second prince, right?"

"My lord, slaves really can't say...don't make things difficult for slaves..."

"That's all... let's go."

"Yes."

The maid saluted, and slowly backed out. The moment the door opened, Chang Xiyang took the opportunity to rush out!

"Come on! Master Xiyang has escaped!" The servant girl screamed and hurriedly called for someone to come.

The servant guarding the door hurriedly stopped Chang Xiyang, but he dodged nimbly, but before he could run far, his body was suddenly suppressed.

Chang Xiyang looked back, it was Zhang Yang who came.Chang Xiyang really didn't expect that this young man's kung fu was far superior to his.

"Why are you running around?" Zhang Yang frowned, with a cold expression.

"What happened?" Chang Xiyang looked at Zhang Yang's red and swollen eyes, and his heart sank a little.

"What happened has nothing to do with you. All your faults are borne by the prince alone."

Having said this, Zhang Yang clenched his fists. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down the desire to strangle Chang Xiyang, "Go back to the house."

"What do you mean he carried it all by himself?"

Chang Xiyang broke free from his shackles, "What do you mean! What happened!"

"My lord has memorized your poisoning by himself! Is it all right? He was sentenced to prison, are you satisfied! Ah!"

Zhang Yang's voice became sharp, "He's lying unconscious on the bed now! Are you satisfied!"

"Bin... Xing?" Chang Xiyang lost his strength and fell to the ground, "He, where is he? Where is he now!"

"In another courtyard..." There was some resentment in Zhang Yang's eyes, "I won't let you see him."

"No! I have to go see him!"

"Chang Xiyang, can you show some face!" The young man blushed with anger, "Do you really think the prince would want to see you? He was tortured because of whom!"

"At least let me stand guard at the door, . . . please."

"Kneel and watch." Zhang Yang gave him a cold look, and didn't stop him.

When Si Song woke up, he didn't know when it was. He opened his eyes, looked at the familiar bed curtain, and blinked, as if what happened before was just a dream that was too real, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

He moved his legs, but found helplessly that it was true.

He had indeed lost those legs.

His throat was a bit dry, and he subconsciously coughed. Zhang Yang, who was lying on the side of the bed, woke up immediately when he heard the movement. When he saw his master woke up, his eyes turned red, "Master! You woke up...you finally woke up... ..."

"Water, bring me some water."

"Immediately, master, please bear with me." Zhang Yang quickly stood up and went to pick up the teacup on the table. The tea was still warm, and he asked people to change the tea every half an hour, for fear that Si Song would not be warm when he woke up. water to drink.

He brought it to Si Song's mouth and carefully poured it little by little, "Be careful, don't choke."

"Yeah." Si Song couldn't move his legs, and he didn't have the strength to get up just after waking up, so he just lay there and drank water urgently. He was really thirsty, "How long has this king been lying down?"

"Master, you've been asleep for almost three days. I... this subordinate is going to die of worry." Speaking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes couldn't help turning red, and he was really going crazy with worry.

"Where is Ayan? Where is he?"

"Uh..." Zhang Yang lowered his head and didn't answer.

"This king is asking you something!" Si Song saw that the man's reaction was not right, and his heart sank suddenly. Could it be that something happened to the man?

"Chang Xiyang is waiting for you to wake up at the door."

"The door? How long has he been waiting?"

"Uh..." Zhang Yang stopped talking.

"Did he wait for me for three days?"

"Ah."

"Did you ask him to wait outside?" Si Song raised his voice in a rare way. He knew that Zhang Yang had always disliked Chang Xiyang because of him, and no one except him had the guts to deal with him in the palace. people.

"Zhang Yang, you are getting more and more courageous! I am afraid that this king's residence will not be able to keep you as a Buddha."

"Master! Master! Please don't drive me away, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I shouldn't have let him kneel outside, I just can't swallow this breath for you! How can you be so stupid!"

"Kneeling? He's been kneeling for three days! You! Cough..." Si Song was so angry that he choked, coughed repeatedly, and couldn't speak.

"I was wrong! Master, I was wrong! Don't be angry, please! Drink some water, drink more water, master, please!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yang hurried to help him, his heart ached so badly, Si Song waved his hand away with a cold face, "Get out!"

"Master! My lord! This subordinate knows his mistake, really, don't drive me away, please! This subordinate cannot leave you, without you and me..."

Si Song shook his head, he is not in the mood to punish Zhang Yang for not knowing what to do, "Go, let A Yang come in... I will talk about your business later, hurry up!"

"Yes, my subordinate will go now." Zhang Yang quickly stood up and wanted to run outside.

"Wait!" Si Song called to stop him, "Help me up, don't let him see me like this."

Zhang Yang bit his lip, Si Song still cared too much about that bitch Chang Xiyang at this moment, which made him extremely unwilling.

He carefully helped Si Song up, let his back rest on the soft pillow, and adjusted his hair and clothes, "My lord is really partial."

"Zhang Yang, don't challenge the king's bottom line."

"Uh..." Zhang Yang stopped talking, turned his head and walked out the door with red eyes.

Chang Xiyang was still kneeling outside. The weather today was very cloudy, and it might rain soon. He knelt for nearly three days without eating or sleeping. He almost fainted from weakness, but his back was still kneeling. Straightened, his body was almost completely numb.

Fortunately, the past two days have been cloudy, with thick clouds pressing down on the sky, blocking the increasingly venomous sun in spring. This is probably the only consolation during this long time.

"Hey! You, the master told you to go in!" Zhang Yang sniffled, and put on that aggressive and arrogant look again. Chang Xiyang was in a daze, and when he heard his words, he woke up suddenly, and Ji Ling opened his eyes wide, "My lord woke up?"

"Don't you want him to wake up? Enough, don't talk nonsense, go in quickly."

Chang Xiyang was overjoyed and felt that his whole body had regained his energy. He hurriedly got up and walked in, but when he moved his body, numbness and numbness hit his whole body. He let out a low cry and then fell hard to the ground.

Zhang Yang cursed bitterly, "I'm so troublesome..." He squatted down and pulled up the person on the ground, and dragged them in forcefully. Thank you again and again, "Thank you,... Thank you."

Zhang Yang dragged him into the room, and Si Song sat on the bed. Although he was on the sick bed, he had already recovered his princely demeanor.

"Ayang..." Si Song saw the haggard appearance of the man, and his heart ached so much that he called his name softly, "Why are you so stupid?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yang snorted coldly, threw Chang Xiyang to the ground, slammed the door and left, not letting Si Song see his tears welling up.

Chang Xiyang fell to the ground, his body hadn't regained consciousness, but he didn't care about anything, his eyes stared blankly at the man sitting on the bed, Si Song had lost a lot of weight, his lips were also pale, Chang Xiyang Yang can tell at a glance that all the aura and arrogance of that man are forced out, he knows Si Song too well.

But no matter how well he knew that person, he would never have thought that the aloof Second Prince would take the blame for him, because he... lost his legs.

"Ayang, don't cry, I can't go over and hug you now,...don't cry, be good."

"My lord... Si Song, Si Song..." Chang Xiyang couldn't control himself, tears kept pouring out, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault... I'm sorry..." He slumped on the ground, weeping uncontrollably .

Chang Xiyang knew now, and when he woke up, Si Song was weeping and saying something.

Si Song knows that his fate is difficult and dangerous, but he doesn't want to see the one he loves hurt in the slightest.

"Come here, Ayang, come here, let me hug you, it's okay, I know it's not your fault, I don't blame you, be good, Ayang."

Si Song's voice was still gentle, he let go of the second prince's figure and arrogance, and went to coax his sweetheart, Chang Xiyang wiped away his tears, his nose was red from crying, he knelt and crawled forward, half kneeling beside the bed Lie down on Si Song's lap, raised his face to look up at his master, his... lover.

Tears were still streaming down his face, and Si Song was so distressed that he wiped away his tears with his fingers, "So stupid? Didn't the king tell you to stay in the room? You are so disobedient, you kneel down and break your body. Who will take care of this king?"

He smiled softly, and Chang Xiyang shook his head over there with tears in his eyes, "Or is it that Ayang wants to run away from me and doesn't want to take care of me?"

"No,... no, my lord, my subordinate..." Chang Xiyang was speechless, he could clearly see the small depression on the other side of the quilt, Si Song's kneecap...there was empty.

He didn't dare to look there, let alone touch it, the feeling of being dug out of the bone...he could never imagine it.Ke Sisong, has already experienced it.

"I'm sorry, I'm just joking. Don't cry, Ayang, I really don't want you to cry. If you do this, I will be even more sad. Don't cry, okay?"

Chang Xiyang wiped away his tears with his sleeve, nodded his head twice, he couldn't make the prince more sad.

Si Song leaned down to hug him, rubbed his lips against his ears, and breathed warmly and seductively, "Hey, A Yang, it's okay... This king will never let anyone who has to pay the price be spared."

Upon hearing the news that the Second Prince had woken up, Bai Que came quickly, "Mr. Bai, go and see A Yang first, and see if he is in any serious condition..."

Bai Que shook his head, and rather went to diagnose him, and shouted in a cold voice, "I can't die, just find a maid to rub him and rest for a few days."

"Why are you so fierce, Mister?" Si Song felt a little helpless. He always respected Imperial Physician Bai, and he begged him many times on weekdays. He also knew that this person usually had a strong temper, but he didn't expect him to be so direct today.

"My lord knows the old man's temper."

"Of course this king knows your temper, and has always respected you, but the respect is mutual. If you treat me like this, you just don't take me seriously...

This king knows exactly what he is doing, and please do your job well, sir. It is not your turn to point fingers at this king's affairs. "

What Si Song said was quite serious, but the old man was not annoyed, he stopped arguing with him after being stunned for a while, and focused on watching the healing of his knee wound for him.