After struggling for a long time, Jiurao treated Tianshu's injuries.

An Xue brought the decocted medicine, Jiurao took it and tasted it, then frowned.

This medicine is so bitter that it is hard to swallow.

But when he turned around and looked at Tianshu who was lying on the bed, who was pale and weak and was about to fall asleep, Jiurao said lightly: "Drink the medicine."

Tian Shu slid his head slightly, and another layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His eyes were hazy and sleepy. He looked really pale and weak, and he was much more delicate and helpless as a little white rabbit.

Jiu Rao's heart suddenly became softer.

Sitting on the stool, she fed him bit by bit with a spoon: "It's a bit bitter."

Tianshu stared at the spoon on his lips for a while, and his eyes gradually returned to clearness. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine with a gentle and cooperative manner.

The bitter taste instantly filled the entire mouth. If you swallow it, it will be bitter for all internal organs and six expenses.

Tianshu didn't say anything, drinking the medicine silently, and his expression did not change much except pale and weak and cold sweat.

The bedroom was silent.

Because Tianshu was injured, An Xue and other palace maids kept guarding the inner hall without leaving any steps, just waiting for His Majesty to do something immediately.

I drank a bowl of medicine for a cup of tea.

Treat the wound and feed the medicine, and it was almost halfway through the night.

Jiurao put the empty bowl in a tray, took out the veil from the basin, wiped Tianshu's forehead, cheeks and neck, and wiped the sweat clean: "Sleep for a while."

Tianshu raised his eyes and looked at her quietly, his eyes dark and far-reaching, as if there were thousands of thoughts hidden in it.

"I'm tired too." Jiu Rao stood up and gave a light command, "An Xue, take care of me here, I'll take a shower."

An Xue bent her knees and responded: "I obey the order."

Jiurao went to the bath hall, and four palace maids followed him to serve him. Tianshu lay alone on the bed, exhausted both physically and mentally, and felt that there had never been a silence around him.

It was so quiet that he seemed to hear his steady heartbeat clearly.

I feel very confused.

It was a mess, sometimes I remembered when I first entered the palace when I was five years old, sometimes I remembered the promise I heard when I was ten years old, sometimes I thought of the sentence "I will be good to you", and sometimes I think of the fate of the destined emperor...

A mess.

Tianshu closed his eyes, drowsy and half-dream. He smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. He suddenly opened his eyes again and saw Jiurao walking to the bed.

…So fast?

Jiurao's hair was still a little damp, and she quietly went to the bed and lay down on the inside of Tianshu.

"For the blessing of these whips, you can sleep with me for a while." Jiu Rao leaned against the bed and looked at him in a faint tone, "But it's just a careless person. You can't do anything, don't you think it's a pity?"

The previous sentence made Tian Shu slightly shocked, and his heart was depressed. I wonder if she was blamed or mocked, but the next sentence instantly made him speechless.

Tianshu turned his head and looked at Jiu Rao who was lying inside. His dry lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

"You have wasted the opportunity to serve the bed." Jiu Rao said, "I could have done something I liked, but what should I do now? I have to accompany you to abstinence with your seriously injured body."

Tianshu: "..." Why did she suddenly speak so dirty?

He wanted to say that His Majesty could send him to Tianshu Palace to recuperate. He was seriously injured now and could not get rid of it. It would not prevent her from recruiting others to serve her, or she could go to other palaces.
Chapter completed!