The Wife is First

Jing Shao touched Mu Hanzhang's face in disbelief. The slightly cool touch made his heart tremble. He felt it carefully, but it was filled with body temperature, the body temperature of a living person. Looking carefully by the candlelight, it was still the beautiful face. Except for the blood stains on the lower lip from being bitten, it was clearly an untouched face of a young man who had just lost his crown.

How is this going? After being stunned for a long time, Jing Shao pulled open his undershirt and looked at it. In the eighteenth year of Hongzheng, he was almost killed by an arrow in the heart. Now the skin here is intact, and the old injuries in other places no longer exist. The muscle lines on his body are all gone. Smooth but slightly thinner than he remembered.

Turning his hand, he touched and pressed on the secret compartment in the bed. A small cupboard door opened. Inside lay a blue-covered account book. He hurriedly opened it and checked. The last entry read: "Received two thousand silver from Li Yanqing." Two, five thousand taels of white bars exchanged for salt, February 19th, the thirteenth year of Hongzheng..."

Silently putting the account book back to its original place, Jing Shao looked around in a daze, clearly returning to the night of flowers and candles in his bridal chamber, the spring of Hongzheng's thirteenth year.

This year he returned victorious from driving the Huns and was the first among the princes to be crowned king. No one dared to test his talent.

This year, the queen persuaded her father to marry Bei Weihou's bastard to him, and they got married tonight.

This year, he was only nineteen years old, and everything had not yet begun...

"Hahaha, God will not kill me! God, you really treat me well, hahaha..." After confirming that all this was not a dream, after the shock, there was the ecstasy of rebirth, and Jing Shao couldn't help laughing.

"Well..." A sudden groan from beside him interrupted Jing Shao's complacency, and his laughter stopped abruptly. He hurriedly looked back and saw that the sleepy Mu Hanzhang was woken up by him. His long eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes.

Who says it hasn't started yet? God, this thief, if only he had been reborn two hours earlier, Jun Qing wouldn't have been injured like this. Jing Shao cursed while reaching out to hold Mu Hanzhang into his arms. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the other person's body, the person suddenly ducked back.

"Hmm..." The sudden movement affected the injury underneath him, causing Mu Hanzhang to turn pale immediately in pain.

"Don't move!" Jing Shao held him down, but felt his body trembling slightly under his palm. He couldn't help frowning. On his wedding night, he felt aggrieved and drank too much. After so many years, he didn't remember exactly what he did. He only remembered that when he paid homage to the empress the next day, Mu Hanzhang came out of the hall. Just passed out. Looking at this situation now, it seems that he probably forced himself on someone else and was seriously injured.

As expected, Mu Hanzhang stopped moving and just looked at Jing Shao with his beautiful eyes, full of humiliation and fear.

"You..." Jing Shao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he turned around and pulled the silk ribbon in front of the bed. Not long after, the maid's response came from outside.

"Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath." He loudly ordered the maid to prepare water. When the maid left, Jing Shao turned around, still not knowing what to say, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Don't be afraid," Jing Shao thought for a moment and then comforted him softly, "Well... I drank too much last night. I really didn't mean to..."

"Your Majesty, the hot water is ready. Can the slaves come in and help the Prince take a bath?" A rather steady maid's voice sounded, and Jing Shao remembered that it was Zhixi, the eldest maid in his house. On the wedding night, hot water was always ready. The reason why I asked was because I was afraid that the servants would see something they shouldn't.

"No, please step aside." Jing Shao said impatiently.

Mu Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. It was a great shame and humiliation for him to lie under a man. If this embarrassed look was seen by the servants again...

"Um...what are you doing?" Mu Hanzhang was startled. The man actually lifted his quilt and picked him up.

"Don't move." After the quilt was lifted, the evil consequences he had caused were clearly visible, not to mention the countless bruises and bruises. The slender legs were filled with red and white turbid fluids, and the private parts were even more embarrassing. , Jing Shao's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "I'll take you to wash up."

Wash him? Mu Hanzhang looked at the man in front of him, a little puzzled. This man said he wanted to take a bath. Was he trying to cover up his embarrassment? But why did he do this? When he was tortured just now, there was no mercy at all.

"I'll go by myself," Mu Hanzhang said coldly, but suddenly felt something was wrong and had to lower his voice, "How dare you trouble the prince."

Seeing his angry and forbearing look, Jing Shao couldn't help but curled his lips. He felt that this didn't seem sincere enough, so he had to lower his lips and said in a deep voice: "How can you have the strength? It's my fault after all, so I'll leave it to you." I apologize." Although they are husband and wife, this kind of family has never allowed the prince to serve the princess. However, this seems normal to Jing Shao. Everyone is a man. He has also treated the wounds of injured soldiers in the military camp. , Confidence is still very knowledgeable.

Mu Hanzhang couldn't defeat him, so he had to let him go.

Seeing that the person in his arms was no longer struggling, Jing Shao held him in his arms and moved him behind the screen with satisfaction. He didn't care that he was still wearing his underwear and stepped into the tub.

After entering the water, Mu Hanzhang broke away from his arms and leaned on the other side of the barrel. Jing Shao was not upset, so he took off his soaked underwear and took a cup of hot water to wash his face to get rid of the hangover discomfort. .

The bathtub in the palace was very large, and it didn't look crowded when two men were sitting there. Mu Hanzhang took the cloth on the side and carefully washed the marks on his body. He secretly observed the man's movements and saw that he kept rubbing his temples. It seemed that last night was Really drank too much.

Jing Shao shook his head to wake himself up. The cold wind on the edge of the cliff was still in his ears. There was an unreal feeling when soaking in the hot water. However, this was not the time to express his feelings about life. He stretched out his hand to pull the person huddled in a corner. When he reached his arms, the man's body immediately stiffened.

"I'll wash it myself..." Mu Hanzhang was startled and quickly grabbed the hand that was about to reach under him.

"It's inconvenient for you," Jing Shao said quite honestly, "They are all men, why are you ashamed?"

Mu Hanzhang was choked speechless by his confident tone. Just as he was about to refute, he was groaned by the fingers that suddenly penetrated his body.

"Does it hurt?" Jing Shao saw him biting his lower lip again, and hurriedly took the person into his arms and let him lie on his body, "Don't bite yourself, it will be fine soon. If it hurts, just bite me." In a teasing mood, he stroked his body quickly and gently for a while. Mu Hanzhang didn't bite him, but just gasped quietly by himself. After cleaning the things inside, Jing Shao wrapped the person in his arms with a large piece of flannel, quickly stuffed it into the bed, and turned around to find the medicine.

The sheets had been changed. Mu Hanzhang sat up and put on his underwear. He saw that the man was only wearing a thin shirt and his hair was still dripping with water. He was standing barefoot in front of the cabinet and he didn't know what he was picking. The cleaning movements were very gentle, and the look in his eyes just now didn't seem to be fake, which made Mu Hanzhang a little confused. However, if the prince is not too bad to him, life will be much easier in the future.

"Come, I'll give you some medicine."

The handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of him made Mu Hanzhang, who was deep in thought, stunned. To say that this King Cheng was indeed handsome. Royal people are naturally good-looking, and this one is the best among them... Wait, let's go. medicine!

"This... I can just do it myself." Taking the small bottle from Jing Shao's hand, Mu Hanzhang's face turned red. It was just that he couldn't see clearly under the water, but now the lights in the room were bright. Being transparent, you can see everything clearly.

"We are already married, what are you afraid of?" Seeing the pale face stained with blood, Jing Shao couldn't help but curl his lips and climbed onto the bed. Relying on his agility, he snatched the bottle back again.

Mu Hanzhang couldn't compete with him, so he had to cover his head with a quilt and keep out of sight.

Jing Shao happily opened his slender legs, took out a piece of ointment and applied it on it: "This medicine was given to me by my father before I went on the expedition. It is very effective in stopping bleeding and relieving pain."

The cool ointment did not cause additional pain and soothed the burning wound. Mu Hanzhang naturally knew how precious this pain-free medicine was: "How can such a precious medicine be used in a place like this?" Poking his head out from under the quilt, he happened to see Jing Shao's pity-filled eyes. His already despairing heart found some comfort in this look. Mu Hanzhang secretly laughed at how pitiful he was, actually being happy for other people's pity.

"It's this kind of place that requires good medicine." Jing Shao applied the medicine and stared at the round mounds. They looked like they felt good...forcing his eyes away from that beautiful place. She tore it open and covered him with the quilt as if she didn't see anything. She also got into the bed and sat down on the head of the bed. She picked up the slightly cold hangover soup on the small table and drank a bowl of it. . It's already a bad start, but we can't make it worse.

"Why can't the prince sleep outside? Let's sleep inside." It is a rule for a wife to sleep outside so that she can serve her husband tea and change clothes. When Jing Shao made such a fuss, most of his fear had gone away. Mu Hanzhang moved towards Jing Shao. , motioning for him to turn inside. Unexpectedly, with this move, he was close to Jing Shao, but the man had no intention of turning over.

"You're not a woman, why do you care about those things?" Jing Shao lowered his head and smiled, took another small bottle, poured some translucent paste on his fingertips, "This is a strange medicine I got in the Western Regions , small wounds will scab after applying it, and they will be 70-80% better the next day, but there is some pain, please bear with it." With that, he smeared Mu Hanzhang's lower lip with one finger.

Mu Hanzhang frowned at the pain like acupuncture, and wanted to reach out and press it, but Jing Shao grabbed him: "Don't touch it, it won't hurt in a while." The hand held in his palm was slender and smooth, and had an excellent touch. This is the hand that has been used to write and draw all year round. It is very different from the hand that holds the sword.

Mu Hanzhang endured the stinging pain and coughed slightly when he saw that he was holding his hand.

"Oh, go to sleep." Jing Shao hurriedly let go of her hand, asked the maid to turn off the light, and huddled under the quilt. He had to go to court early to pay homage to the emperor and empress tomorrow, so he could still sleep for two hours.

"Yeah." The person on the bed responded without saying anything, but his ears turned red quietly where Jing Shao couldn't see him.