That night, because of the ninth prince of Xiling who moved into the palace, the owner of more than one mansion would be unable to sleep all night.

When the dark side fell, the sixth prince left the palace and went to Taifu Zhan's mansion.

The sixth prince Xuanyuan Ye was named King of Qi and served as an editor in Wenyuan Pavilion. Although he did not appear often, he would dress up elegantly when he showed up, and he had always regarded himself as a gentleman.

Among the young nobles in Tiandu, the person he is best known for is Zhan Qi, the son of Grand Tutor Zhan. This time, Zhan Qi was beaten by a military stick in the palace. He should have visited him in terms of emotion and reason, and he will bring some news to this friend.

When he was introduced to Qinghui Academy by the housekeeper, he saw the doctor standing outside the hospital. It was obvious that the doctor had just dealt with Zhan Qi's injuries and was about to say goodbye and leave.

King Qi walked into the courtyard, passed by the doctor who left, and said to Grand Tutor Zhan: "Uncle Zhan, how is Zhan Qi's injury?"

"King of Qi?" Grand Tutor Zhan was obviously surprised when he saw the Sixth Prince, "Is the prince here so late, does the emperor know?"

"So what if my father doesn't know?" King Qi glanced at him and walked into Zhanqi's house familiarly. "My father has always known that I have a good relationship with Zhanqi, but Zhanqi was punished, and it's not a rebellion. Isn't it normal for me to see him? My father will not hold me accountable for this."

Grand Tutor Zhan turned around and was about to move forward, then sighed, "You can chat with him for a while, I won't bother you young people."

"Uncle Zhan hurry up and rest, it's getting late." Zhan Qi waved at him, his tone was relaxed, "It just so happened that I had something to say to Zhan Qi alone."

When Grand Tutor Zhan heard this, he nodded and turned around and left.

In the inner room, Zhan Qi was lying on the bed alone. He turned his head to look at the Sixth Prince's voice. His face was pale and cold sweat was covered with cold sweat. A few strands of hair were messy on his forehead and face, looking particularly embarrassed and weak.

King Qi was stunned for a moment, then patted his legs and laughed: "It's really rare to see you as a sick and beautiful woman. It looks so heartbreaking... Zhanqi, do you want me to take a mirror to look at you?"

"If you really feel sorry for me, don't laugh at me." Zhan Qi snorted coldly, tilted his head and lay on the soft pillow, "I don't have the energy to be poor with you now."

When the King of Qi heard this, he seemed to feel a little unauthentic. He hurriedly smiled, walked to the bed, lifted up his middle clothes and looked at it, "Did you hurt your bones?"

The spine was terrible. Although I had medicine, it was impossible for me to dissolve the swelling in a short while.

When the King of Qi saw those hideous blood marks, he frowned and suddenly lost the mood to joke with him. "You said you are not young anymore. You are not a rebellious boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He looks quite steady in his usual temperament, why are you so impulsive?"

Zhan Qi was thrusting and thrusting, and he heard this and said lightly: "I don't know why I'm so impulsive."

After pausing, he said, "It's not hurting the bones, King Chen is watching, and he's been hit by the fifty military staff. The people under King Chen are very good at mastering their qualities. They can make you feel the ultimate pain, but they don't hurt the bones at all. It's amazing."

The sixth prince twitched, "You are not sarcastic, right? If my prince heard it..."
Chapter completed!