Arrogant Consort Adored By War Prince

Jing Zhen slept until early in the morning when he suddenly remembered that Rong Yan seemed to have injured his shoulder at the time. He suddenly sat up from the bed, and the morning wind was so cold that he couldn't sleep anymore.

So she simply got out of bed and spent a long time searching in her room, loading all kinds of wound medicine that had been blackmailed from Qingxun before.

Predicting the sky, Rong Yan should also go out at this time to prepare for the morning dynasty, so Jing Zhen put on a cloak and went out.

Sure enough, as Jing Zhen expected, she ran into Rong Yan walking on the street on the way to Rongfu.

There are two ministers in Kyoto who have very strange habits. Every time others go to the morning dynasty, they come and go on a sedan chair. Only these two people walk there every time. One of them is Rongyan.

Many people think that Rong Yan is because the family is poor and cannot invite the bearer to buy a sedan chair. They often say behind their backs. However, after a long time, Rong Yan's figure walking on the street is still calm and tall and unaffected. As time passes, there will be no one. Let's talk more.

"Jing...Jing Jing?" Rong Yan asked in surprise when he saw Jing Zhen suddenly stopped in front of him.

Jing Zhen relied on wearing men's clothing and stretched out his hands to hook his shoulders and back. Although Rong Yan tried his best to hide behind him, Jing Zhen suddenly noticed that the shoulder of Rong Yan's other hand was unnatural.

"Hi..." Rong Yan took a cold breath and frowned.

Yesterday, when he turned his arm, he found that there was nothing serious, so he thought it was just a simple strain. He rubbed it with medicated liquor and didn't care about it. How could he know that he woke up this morning and his hand was so painful when he moved it.

"I was injured yesterday?" Jing Zhen was still a little impressed by the situation at the time. Seeing that Rong Yan didn't answer, and didn't care, he reached out and handed the prepared medicine to Rong Yan, "I don't know which one is the best. Yes, you take it, and then ask the doctor to use it."

"Chen this is a small injury, so I don't need to be so troublesome. Thank you Young Master Jing." Rong Yan paused and shook his head.

He stood in front of Jing Zhen, and didn't feel embarrassed or otherwise because Jing Zhen gave him medicine, "Master Jing, the minister is going to be late, can you allow the minister to take the lead?"

Jing Zhen looked at Rong Yan for a long while, and said lightly: "You have one and a half hours left in the early morning." Her voice was slightly adjusted high, but there was not much emotional ups and downs, as if she was just talking about an established fact.

Rong Yan looked at the people standing in front of him with a slight headache. Fortunately, there were not many people in the surrounding streets. Otherwise, I'm afraid that within a day, there will be rumors everywhere in Kyoto.

He was okay, he was used to it a long time ago, but Jing was really a royal princess, and fame was also very important to her.

Rong Yan didn't know that Jing Zhen had long been bored with these things in the palace before, but now if it weren't for Concubine De, he didn't even want to do some superficial skills, and didn't care about fame at all.

"Prince Jing, you..." Before Rong Yan's words were finished, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he stretched out his hand and turned Jing Zhen around.

Jing Zhen was a little surprised when Rong Yan took the initiative to hug herself, but before she was finished astonished, she realized that something was wrong behind her!

It's just still too late.

Jing Zhen clearly heard Brother Mazi scolding fiercely, "I want you to be a stinky lady!"

"Puff......" The sound of a sharp weapon pierced into flesh and blood.

Jing Zhen noticed that Rong Yan was holding his hand loose, and then he suddenly returned to his senses. He kicked the panicked brother Mazi with one foot, and the hand holding Rong Yan with his backhand trembled slightly, "Master Rong... are you okay? "

The blood soaked under the official robes of the feast, and a drop was dazzling.

Rong Yan couldn't help but laughed bitterly. He thought he could push Brother Mazi away, but he had forgotten that his hands couldn't make any effort at all now. Seeing the hurried Jing Zhen, Rong Yan had to deal with the aftermath.

"The son hurriedly left here, let someone come to deal with this person, this person can no longer stay." He was murderous to the royal family, and stayed again, I am afraid that it will not be safe for Jingzhen to travel in the future.

"Yeah, I know! Let's go to the hospital first and treat the wound for you." Jing Zhen looked at the wound on Rong Yan's shoulder in an anxious voice.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." Seeing Jing Zhen called out a secret guard, Rong Yan whispered in his heart that he was completely obsessed and troubled. He was slightly depressed and didn't realize that Jing Zhen was abnormal, so he brushed away Jing Zhen's hand. .

What Rong Yan didn’t know was that Jing Zhen wouldn’t have a secret guard next to him. Now this one was actually brought by Princess De Jingzhen. Jing Zhen would come to see Rong Yan, in order to avoid being noticed by Princess De. What, let people leave.

Simply man didn't go far, but when Jing Zhen gave a signal, it didn't take long for him to arrive.

Jing Zhen handed over the rest to the dark guards, and wanted to take Rong Yan to bandage the wound. However, Rong Yan rejected her, as if she didn't want to involve herself too much, she told herself, don't Care about the injured.

"But the wound is bleeding. Let's go to bandage it first, and then go to the court. You can rest assured and will not delay." If she remembers correctly, there should be a medical clinic nearby. Jing Zhen temporarily refuses Rong Yan. , It was because he was afraid that he would delay the early morning.

Rong Yan's other hand was covering the wound, and he could naturally detect that the wound was still bleeding. He restrained the emotion in his eyes, and said solemnly, "The minister, go by himself."

"I'll go with you." Jing Zhen walked to the side of Rong Yan and reached out to support Rong Yan.

"No, the son has so many things, don't delay with the minister, the son should go to his own affairs now." Rong Yan once again avoided Jingzhen's help.

"Rong Yan! What do you mean!" Jing Zhen couldn't stand Rong Yan's attitude anymore. He stopped in front of Rong Yan and moved his lips. "I'm just taking you to bandage a wound. What are you doing? What are you afraid of?"

Rong Yan also didn't expect Jing Zhen to come out suddenly. Seeing that there were few pedestrians on the street, only one or two people took a look at this side and left quickly, and then he relaxed and said slowly: "The son has a special status, and the minister doesn't want it. Get in trouble for the son."

After Rong Yan finished speaking, in order to prove that what he said was sincere, he raised his head and looked at Jing Zhen's eyes, but his heart suddenly hurt, especially when he noticed Jing Zhen's sudden cold eyes, he suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Jing Zhen supported him very strongly, and he leaned very close to him, and Zhu's lips were slightly raised without touching them, with a trace of her daughter's charm.

"Are you afraid that if I get too close to you, you will like me? Or, you already like me, afraid of being known?"

"Rong Yan, tell me, what are you afraid of?" Jing Zhen pressed harder, not giving Rong Yan a chance to breathe.