Wu Ying suddenly thought about the smell, coughed softly, and forced her to explain: "I'm not used to being the prince. I forgot about my gender for a while. I just... I mean, in the eyes of others, I am Wu Ying, so naturally I can't keep that sissy handkerchief."

Ling Tiansu rubbed his eyebrows and stopped continuing such a stupid conversation. He had to tear a clean white shirt that had taken off her body, and then carefully deal with the wound on her neck.

The movements were very gentle, as if they were afraid of hurting her.

Wu Ying looked at his fingers blankly, pinching a grape with his thin fingertips, as if he wanted to feed them again but didn't dare to.

Ling Tiansu raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, without saying a word. He just yelled and opened his mouth, looking a little obedient and gentle, like a hungry young fox.

Wu Ying's eyes suddenly lit up, comparable to the stars in the night, shining.

After the medicine was applied, a plate of grapes was fed. Ling Tiansu touched his stomach and couldn't help but praise him: "Look at you, the palace is deserted. I didn't expect that the female officials in the palace were so delicate, and the grape seeds were all clean. I'm afraid it would take a lot of effort."

Wu Ying didn't say anything, just lowered her head and looked at her hands, with the corners of her mouth curled with pride.

Ling Tiansu looked at her meaningfully, sat on the bed and stood on her cheek and looked at her side face: "Hey, Wu Ying."

"Hmm?" Wu Ying blinked and responded.

Ling Tiansu said: "Do you still feel pain?"

Seeing that he seemed to care, Wu Ying felt sweet in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it and shook his head.

Ling Tiansu said again: "It's time for you to go to bed."

Wu Ying was silent for a while, put down the hollow plate in her hand, and suddenly said softly: "Thank you."

The sunken wood was burning and crackling, Ling Tiansu's eyes were lazy after a hint of indulgence: "What do you thank me for?"

Wu Ying said seriously: "Thank you for helping me with the wound, thank you for giving me the temperature, thank you for feeding me grapes, and thank you for willingly eating my grapes."

During those thank you, Ling Tiansu's eyes rippled slightly softly, and he teased, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is really amazing. He kept saying thank you, but he didn't see any substantial thank you."

Wu Ying slowly crawled towards him with a pair of smooth arms. Unlike his funny eyes, his eyes were full of serious emotions: "Will you sleep tonight?"

Ling Tiansu patted the bed and said, "Let's go tomorrow."

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she slowly leaned against him with courage.

"Will you sleep in my bed tonight? My bed is quite big. If it's too far away, it's a bit cold."

Listening to her talking around the corner, Ling Tiansu felt funny: "Yes, yes, I'm weak and I'm most afraid of the cold. Then you can hold me to sleep at night."

Wu Ying woos two

Voice, expressing a response.

Ye Yu knocked on the banana outside the yard, Ling Tiansu pillowed on his arms, his pair of blue eyes fluctuated heavily, and he slowly pronounced her name in a sound that only he could hear:

"Wu Ying..."

Time has been flowing for a long time, but suddenly there is no movement around me.

The girl's skin was dim and her black hair was as dark as ink. She fell asleep with deep and tiredness.

"What a fool."

She curled up in his arms without any defense, and Ling Tiansu cursed softly again: "Little idiot."

...

...

The night rain is drizzling, and the wind is flying.

Wu Ying felt that she had a very long dream. Her body, which was exhausted by the Guilan Shackle Curse, was as heavy as if it was filled with lead. Her mind was dizzy and her consciousness was half-difficult and half awake. But vaguely, she reached out and pounced on her, and there was no one around her pillow.

A heart suddenly fell into the ice valley. She wanted to get up, but found that her body seemed to be not hers. She barely raised an arm and seemed to have taken time to take all her strength. Her eyelids were as heavy as a mountain and it was difficult to open.

But under the quilt, it was clearly the warmth of two people.

The cold feet, which were barefoot in the snow during the day, seemed to be simmered tightly by a pair of hands and chest, and there was no coldness at all.

The powerful heartbeat frequency under her chest made her feel extremely at ease, and her constant tense consciousness also relaxed and fell asleep completely.

Until he heard Wu Ying's even and peaceful breathing and the little feet under his chest no longer cold, Ling Tiansu slowly let go of her body, tiptoed out of the bed, and found a set of clothes Wu Ying wore when she left the palace in the wardrobe.

After finishing his dressing, Ling Tiansu began to slowly sort out everything that happened tonight.

He shook a piece of red rope bell in his hand. His red rope was used to tie Wu Ying's fingers. Naturally, this red rope bell could not be his Nine-level illusion bell.

This was just a mysterious bell. As early as when Wu Ying took off her clothes, he noticed that the bell had been hanging around her neck. The refining patterns and techniques on the bell were undoubtedly from Princess Xiao Qin.

He had never heard of Wu Ying and Qin Ziyun having entanglements and connections. If it was not a special meaning to treasure her bell, what would it mean?

He came to a weapon stand in the hall, his eyes slightly concentrating and took the mottled silver spear, and fell into deep thought.

Crack...

The closed hall door made a heavy sound of opening. He pushed the door out, and the wind and rain from outside came towards him, and a hint of chill hit his face, which made people feel refreshed.

Outside the distant mountains, it seems that the first light of dawn is still cold.

The darkness is shrouded in.

The young eunuch wearing a green robe and big sleeves stood respectfully outside the door, with his hands in his sleeves, his eyebrows and eyes were a little cold by the wind and rain, but the smile on his lips never faded for a moment.

He bent down and saluted, "Your Highness, Prince."

Ling Tiansu coughed lightly, tidied up his collar, and looked at him with a strange look: "You have planned this early in the morning, aren't you afraid that Wu Ying would wake up and punish you severely?"

The young eunuch avoided this topic and deliberately ignored it, asking: "Your Highness, can you learn from the prince how to save the prince's concubine."

Ling Tiansu narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Look at you smiling like an old fox. If I was not wrong, you would have known what the method was early in the morning, right?"

The young eunuch smiled undeniably: "Your Highness the Prince didn't ask?"

As he said that, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the broken spear behind Ling Tiansu, burning golden flames. The flames penetrated into the cracks of the spear, and it was fused with a force that turned decay into magic and quickly repaired it.

His eyes were extremely surprised: "And your highness actually repaired and re-quenched this gun?!"

"What are you doing so shocked? I didn't ask, of course I guessed it long ago." Ling Tiansu lifted his clothes, sat on the jade steps in the corridor, and placed the spear across his knees, and continued, "As for this spear, I don't understand."

His tone suddenly became a little calm: "This gun was created by the forging of the iron thunder in the Tianshan Mountains outside the mountain. Only my Little Thousand Realm can be hidden, and Wu Ying can only possess it. What's more cleverly is that since I entered the Little Thousand Realm last time, one of the places where I store the iron thousand is empty."

A purple lightning flashed across the sky. In the thunder, Ling Tiansu's slow and low voice was extremely clear: "She entered my little world and took away the things there."

He looked at the young eunuch's face hidden in the darkness and said seriously: "But I have no impression of these memories."

The young eunuch stroked the cherry seeds in his sleeves, slowly lifted his lower eyes, looking at Ling Tiansu, speechless.

Ling Tiansu patted the jade steps beside him: "Sit down."

The young eunuch smiled, without any restraint or politeness, and sat next to him.

The spear across the knee is fierce and fierce, and sometimes it is bursting with bright stars. The light is definitely not done by human power.

The young eunuch recognized that it was the source power of the star crystal in the heavenly realm. He watched it gradually recover as new, and his grades quickly increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his cold and stiff mouth.

Ling Tiansu noticed his gaze and smiled: "I don't know why, when he saw this spear in a ragged state, he actually wanted to repair it."

The young eunuch smiled even more, but did not answer his words, just said, "Why doesn't your prince ask about the way to save the prince's concubine?"
Chapter completed!