"Maybe there is another possibility." Jiuqing added slowly, with a shocking insight in his tone. "Your Highness knows that there is something wrong with this medicine, but every time you take this pill, you are probably in a serious injury and coma. After your Highness wakes up, you can no longer force the medicine out of your body."

Ye Jin was injured at this time, with serious external injuries and no internal injuries. So even when he showed warning, he did not feel any majesty or oppression in his usual manner.

Jiuqing pulled a chair over and sat down in front of the couch. His eyes passed by Ye Jin's scarred back. A complex and strange light appeared in his quiet eyes.

It doesn't matter when he is unconscious. When he wakes up, Ye Jin realizes how embarrassed he looks at this moment. And such a embarrassed look is like a painting, unconcealedly unfolding the woman's eyes. This fact makes Ye Jin feel embarrassed.

Turning his head coldly, he looked at Jiuqing's face that had been re-veiled, and curled his lips coldly, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

"What are you satisfied with?" Jiuqing asked calmly, obviously not knowing what his words meant. Her eyes fixed on the scars and said calmly: "The wound medicine has been absorbed by the skin, so there is no need to waste your skills and force it out, but from now on, stop using those medicines."

"Why?"

"Although those wound medicines can heal the wound quickly and will not leave scars, they will be too harmful to the body and are easy to become addicted." Jiuqing's tone was stained with some careless meaning, "Someone wants to use such means to control you? Or is the person who gives you medicine to ignore this layer at all? But it shouldn't be unacceptable to leave some scars on your body," he said.

After a pause, "The love of beauty is something that only my daughter has."

As soon as this said, Ye Jin's face turned pale in an instant, and then she laughed softly, her laughter was full of mockery and coldness. As she smiled, Ye Jin simply lay on the bed and buried her head in the pillow. She almost broke her anger and burst into tears.

Jiuqing frowned and stared at his unusual disobedience, and a thoughtful light flashed through his eyes.

For the first time in her life, she heard the smell of despair and sadness from a man's laughter.

"Ye Jin." Jiuqing spoke, his voice as quiet as snow. "Although I don't know what happened to you, please believe me. From the beginning of my stepping into the palace, all the misfortunes in you - if you think those are misfortunes, will end at this moment. Please believe me, and I can help you."

After the words fell, the laughter continued for a while before slowly stopping, and finally silenced.

"Help me?" The hoarse voice was a little sarcastic, "Where did you get so much confidence that you can help me?"

"You don't have to worry about where I got such confidence." Jiu Qing said, "I said I can help you, I will definitely help you."

"Then, tell me, why do you want to help me?" Ye Jin raised his head, and there was still a little ridicule on his beautiful face, and a hint of cold chill. "Why do you want to help me? What are the benefits for you when you helped me? Or, do you want to get from me? Gold, silver, jewelry, wealth and power? Or fame, prestige, or... the favor of the Lord?"
Chapter completed!