Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 52 Persuasion
"Your Majesty." After a moment of hesitation, Xilan decided to talk to him about this issue.Although she knew that it was not her turn to take care of his affairs, but seeing that he did not cherish her body so much, she felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"Huh?" The lazy voice showed the owner's carelessness.

"These injuries haven't improved from that day." Xilan said cautiously.

"En." Ling Zimo's voice was still flat, without any ups and downs.

"Your wounds can't be wet anymore." She could clearly see that the edges of these wounds were slightly white, obviously he had soaked in water just now.

The man who closed his eyes and rested his mind suddenly opened them, and the deep pupils made people dare not look directly at them, "So?"

Xilan could hear that he was a little upset, but since the matter had already been mentioned, she could only bite the bullet and finish, "When you take a bath, you'd better avoid the wound, otherwise it will be very difficult to heal, and It also tends to leave scars."

"It's not your turn to talk about my affairs." Ling Zimo looked at Xilan coldly, his deep eyes without a trace of warmth seemed to be warning her, don't worry about things that shouldn't be bothered.

This kind of gaze made Xilan feel like falling into an ice cellar for a moment.Her hand dipped in ointment trembled unconsciously, accidentally touching his wound.

Seeing his beautiful eyebrows furrowed, Xilan subconsciously withdrew her hand immediately, feeling more panic in her heart.

Fortunately, Ling Zimo didn't intend to argue with her, and when he closed his eyes, he concealed all the emotions in those pair of autumn water cut pupils.He seemed to have returned to the appearance of not caring about anything, and only left a faint sentence, "Continue."

For the next time, the two of them didn't speak any more, and there was a sound of needles falling in the huge bedroom.

When Xilan finished taking the medicine, the boy lay quietly on the bed without moving.There was the sound of shallow breathing, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

It's just that he didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully, even frowning in his sleep.

Covering the quilt for him, lowering the bed curtain, Xilan also lay down in her own bed.This quilt is also commonly used by Ling Zimo, covering his body, he can vaguely smell ambergris.

The emperor's bedroom is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the quilt is comfortable and soft, but Xilan can't sleep no matter what.

But in just a few days, her life changed drastically.All this is like a dream.She was delusional, and when she woke up, she was still the carefree maid in the laundry bureau.

People who can't sleep at night are always prone to overthinking.Seeing the bed curtain blown by the night wind under the soft halo, Xilan's doubts became stronger.

Ever since she met Ling Zimo who was seriously injured next to Bai Luxuan that day, she has always felt strange.Why did a person in such a high position as him return home injured in the middle of the night?Why didn't he want people to know about his injury?

What is the night hiding?
Xilan knew that he would not tell herself, because she was just a cloth in his hands to cover up for him.And she herself did not want to know his secret.

Because, the more people who know, the sooner they die.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Xilan was awakened by a shaking.Xilan brushed aside the loose hair on her face, opened her eyes in a daze, raised her head, and saw Ling Zimo's overly pretty face lying in front of her eyes.

For a moment, there was no sleepiness.

Xilan hurriedly got up and asked, "What orders does the emperor have?" Looking at the gray sky outside, she knew that there was still a long time before the morning court at this point.Then, Ling Zimo must have something else to wake her up.

(End of this chapter)