Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 112
First of all, the chest. Luckily, the wound is not a serious injury, otherwise, he would not have the chance to see her now.

It was the arm again, and then his leg. There were a total of six wounds on his body, large and small. After all of them were treated, Ximo was already covered in sweat.

With a tired sigh, she owed him in her previous life, didn't she?

Sitting weakly on the edge of the bed, she realized that his hand had been tugging at the corner of her clothes, as if a drowning child was begging for help, refusing to let go. Long scar, "Ah Mo, when did you get this scar?" From the look of it, it should be a scar from a long time ago.

"When I was young." I thought he would not speak, but this time, he actually spoke.

"How could he be so seriously injured?" Isn't he a prince?

"It's all over." Grabbing her hand and rubbing against his face, as if the only way to relieve the pain on his body, "Lie down with me for a while, it will be fine in a while, and then I will accompany you to see your mother with your father."

"No need, I'll go alone, you rest, I'll be back in a while." For the sake of his kindness to her a few days ago, she didn't care about an injured person, besides, she also knew Now, even if Yan Mo is injured, she still can't beat him, alas, even if she points a knife at him, it's useless.

He turned around and left, but he didn't let go of his hand, and pulled her back bit by bit, "Sit down, don't go, wait for me."

When she sat down, he didn't say a word, and closed his eyes gently, as if he was recharging his energy, such a weak Yan Mo was really rare, looking into his eyes, his nose, his eyes He was so tired that he seemed to expend a lot of energy even to open his eyes, "Ah Mo, did Xiang Jinchen detoxify you?" The deep incision on his chest was also stitched. Although the needlework is grassy, ​​it looks proficient. It must be Xiang Jinchen, only he can sew Yan Mo's chest wound in such a short time.

Without speaking, Yan Mo nodded with his eyes closed.

"Why no medicine?" Since Xiang Jinchen detoxified him first and then sewed his wound, what about the medicine?Why not?

"I can't make it in time."

Can't come back in time to find her back to Yan Mansion?

This person really has no brains, "I can just come back by myself, I really don't need you, my lord..."

"In the future, stay away from Yankang. He eats people and doesn't spit out bones. Now you know that Mu Lianfeng is his man."

She knew it, but what's the matter? Yan Mo and Yan Kang are not the same, and there is no difference. King Qingling flashed through her mind, and she didn't understand whether those men in black were rescued that night. King Qingling.

But now, inside and outside the palace, everything seems to be very quiet, as if nothing happened that night, as if no one was robbed from the palace.

He is sick now, she ignores him, otherwise, she really wants to ask.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he asked in a rough voice, slightly annoyed.

"I know... I know..." The ending was prolonged, she just knew it, as for whether to stay away from Yan Kang, it had nothing to do with Yan Mo, she felt that being with Yan Kang was very easy, and she just liked the ease I don't think about anything, I just say what I want to say, that kind of feeling is really good.

"Help me up."

"Why?" She blushed, he seemed to have been lying down for a quarter of an hour, and he got up so quickly, could it be that he wanted to relieve himself?
"Go to see your mother and your father, and then, let's go back to the palace." She didn't say much else, just said that she was going to see her father and mother.

"You...can you?" When the medicine was applied to his wound just now, the wound was clearly serious, how could it be possible to go to see someone after lying down for so long, if it was her, it would be impossible, I wish Laying on the bed without moving all day and all night, it hurts just thinking about it.

"Help me up." With a stubborn male voice, he has always been like this, doing whatever he thinks, regardless of other people's reactions.

Seeing that he was frowning, she had no choice but to help him up. His body is so heavy, men are like this, but this help, but it touched his wound again, and there was blood seeping from the cloth. Come, but he said indifferently: "Change clothes."

It was also at this time that the two of them thought at the same time that his clothes had been cut to pieces, and now he was completely naked.

"Ah Mo, I'll go to the front yard to see if my father has any new clothes, and bring them over." I just forgot to ask the old mother to get them.

"Let's go together." I don't know what happened to Yan Mo, but he just refused to let her out of his sight.

It was cold outside, and Yan Mo was not wearing any clothes at all, Ximo frowned, "Ah Mo, I really just want to find something you can wear, I won't run away , This is my house, I came back to see my parents, Yan Mo, why are you acting like a child." She didn't let go when she was attached.

But the uninjured hand spun, sucking the sheet on her bed as if it had suction, and flew up, then landed on his hand, wrapped it around his body casually, and then tore off another one as a belt, " Dress like this first, and I'll change when I find the clothes."

Staring at him, he didn't have the slightest majesty of a prince in such clothes, but it was miraculous, even with only the sheets on, he was still handsome, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Okay, but if you are scared My mother and my father, you are leaving."

She really walked out of her room like this. Outside, the sun was shining and it was warm on her body. As she walked along the way she came, there were drops of dried blood on it, which made Ximo think of him just now. How much blood was shed.

There were many people facing her, Ximo saw her mother and father, "Mother..." shook off Yan Mo's hand and ran over, "Mother..." When she threw herself into Mother's arms, the grievance in her heart It is said that close relatives have no overnight enmity, and her earlier indifference to mother and father has been completely wiped out in this meeting, and she has neither resentment nor hatred.

"Ximo, let mother see if you have lost weight." Pulling her to stand in front of her, Xie Qingyi looked at her over and over again, touched her face again, and said distressedly, "Ximo has lost weight." Even though there were tears welling up, "It's my mother's fault, she hasn't visited you all this time."

Beside her, Dad passed her, walked quickly to Yan Mo and bowed again and again, while bowing and saying: "Hurry up and find clothes, take the new set of clothes I just made last time. "

"You don't need to be polite, Prime Minister Lan. We are a family. This king came in a hurry. You see, the injury on my body was treated by Ximo just now. It is not a serious problem at all. Don't worry about Prime Minister Lan. We are in the capital together, but Ximo has been there for a long time. I didn’t go home either, since I’m back this time, I’ll stay for a few more days, the king also stayed in the Lan Mansion to recuperate, so I’m going to bother you.”

"Ah Mo, is it true?" She smiled joyfully. She really didn't expect Yan Mo to allow her to live in her mother's house. It's just that she didn't like what he said later. Why did he want to stay? He can go back to his Xiaoyao Wangfu can also go back to his palace, she will be uncomfortable with him.

Nodding slightly, "It's true."

I really want to go over and kiss him, she is so happy, holding her mother's hand and talking about this and that, like a bird just out of the cage, freely experiencing the beauty of the sky, even Yu Lian also forgot Yanmo's injury.

Who made him hurt so badly but insisted on rushing over here?

A group of people walked towards the hall slowly, facing each other, suddenly there was the sound of fast footsteps, and a family member greeted him and said, "My lord, my lord, the housekeeper of Xiaoyao Wangfu is here."

Ximo looked up, no, the leader among those who came was the butler Li Quan.

Several big boxes, and a neat row of trays covered with red cloth, Ximo was shocked by the situation, Yan Mo...

"Sixth Prince, this is..."

Looking up and seeing that he was about to enter the hall, Yan Mo said with a smile: "Carry them all in, this is a gift from the king to bring Ximo back to visit relatives, to Yan Xiang, his wife and everyone in the mansion. It's nothing, but they are all small things. That's all."

As he spoke, he entered the hall, Li Quan opened the box one by one, and saw that the things in the box were no worse than what Yan Kang rewarded her at Yan Kang's birthday banquet, and there were more, confusing Looking at it carefully, Ximo really didn't understand what was wrong with Yan Mo, she was really not used to it being uncharacteristically so.

Xie Qingyi smiled from ear to ear, holding Ximo's hand tighter and tighter, "Ximo, you must be very happy to marry the prince, you see, the sixth prince is really generous to our Lan family."

Ximo was speechless, Mother only saw the surface, only she knew how much she had suffered before, looking at those things, in her heart, she was not at ease at all, she just felt that Yan Mo would definitely let her return it, but she didn't know How to pay it back.

No wonder he threw away Yankang's things. It turned out that when he rushed over from Xiaoyao Wang's Mansion, he had already had people carry these things over, but the speed of these people was not as fast as him.

But there is one thing that makes Ximo inexplicable, it takes time to prepare these things and put them into the box, but looking at the speed, it seems that they have been in the box for a long time.

It's inconvenient to ask anything, so she can only laugh and continue chatting and laughing with her mother and people in the house. With Yan Mo here, everyone is polite, "Mother, where is Xiyao? Why don't you see him?" Even death was a luxury for her younger brother back then, but after coming back for so long, everyone has seen her, but she has not seen Xiyao.

"Xiyao..." After a little hesitation, Xie Qingyi's eyes fell on Lan Hongda.

"Oh, Xiyao went to guard the tomb, your grandfather..." Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Lan Jingshan had no choice but to say it.

(End of this chapter)