Chapter 20: Be a killer or a consort?
The sun shone warmly on the bedding, and the princess's house was full of joy. The attendants tidied up a room, saying that it would be for the future prince-in-law.
Even though Xin Yi snatched Tu Shansong back from the emperor's sword, the royal dignity could not be lost, so he followed the arrangement of the old palace people and placed him in a remote wing in the outer courtyard.
The wing was about half a mile away from the princess's bedroom. That night, around Xu time, all the lights in the princess's mansion were turned off. Sneaked into the wing room.
In the past few days, she was busy preparing and preparing medicine for Tu Shansong during the day, and she went to change his medicine at night. It was really hard work.
Because the prisoner was injured, the hospital refused to give him the best medicine, so Xin Yi cut himself with a knife and forced Chuncheng to get the best medicine.
But such a little injury can never be exchanged for too much good medicine.
Xin Yi asked Huazhu Hualu to sell some of her jewelry and go outside the palace to buy the same medicine. For a while, the smell of medicine was everywhere in the princess's house.
Hua Lu pinched her nose, frowned and asked in the smoke:
"Princess, you won't really fall in love with the assassin Tu Shansong, will you?"
Xin Yi had a cheeky face, waving the fan to apply medicine, and said: "I did it just to be responsible. You are still young, you don't understand! You hurt someone, how can you not heal them?"
But She didn't know whether it was love or not, but when she thought of him, she felt warm in her heart, and when she thought of losing him, she felt hollow in her heart.
Maybe this is the legendary friendship!
Outside the window, an old magpie flapped its wings and flew away from the branch.
Looking at the familiar roof, Song felt complicated. After several days of edification, the entire Princess Mansion exuded a strong medicinal smell. In this world, it is true that kindness should be repaid with kindness and grievance should be repaid with grievance, but the plot of complaining with virtue is often the most emotional.
Under the moonlight, Xin Yi held up a lamp and quietly came to the bed. Looking at the person with closed eyes, she felt sad in her heart.
Lying in front of the bed, Xin Yi put the light aside and said:
"For such a beautiful person, fortunately the wounds on his face are not deep."
As he said, She took out the gauze from the medicine box and prepared to remove the current gauze and replace it with new medicine.
Tu Shansong had already woken up, but he was too injured, so he just looked at her with his eyes open. In the moonlight, a pair of dark eyes suddenly stared at him brightly, scaring Xin Yi into a cold sweat.
"Why don't you talk when you wake up? You know how scary people are, really scary?"
"Who are you?" Tu Shansong said slowly, whether it was the rumors in people's mouths or what he had seen with his own eyes Xin Yi is a selfish and cruel person. No matter what happens, she will never come to give medicine to an unrelated person in the middle of the night.
Xin Yi calmed down and continued to untie his gauze: "I don't know who I am, anyway, this is how I am when I have memories."
Tu Shansong said again: "Why? Don’t you want to kill me?”
Sighing, Xin Yi frowned and said, “Why do you always think about killing me? What’s the benefit of killing you?”
After saying that, she suddenly became playful, raised her lips, came closer to Tu Shansong and said, "What's more, you are so good-looking."
Good looks are the least worth mentioning for Qingqiu people. thing. When Tu Shansong was in Qingqiu, although his skin was considered to be superior, his spiritual energy cultivation was actually inferior. He was a little annoyed at the superficiality of the world, but he seemed to have nothing else to offer, so he closed his eyes and couldn't help but Talk again.
Xin Yi shook her head, and for a moment she became more playful. She stepped forward and gently took his hand, held it with both hands, and placed it on her chin. She opened her big eyes and pretended to be gentle. :
"Lang Jun, why are you always so pessimistic? Think about you You survived the catastrophe, and the princess is very fond of you. If it were another man, he would be so happy that he couldn't sleep!"
The tenderness of the girl's chest made Song feel embarrassed, and he panicked. He pulled his hand back, but felt it was not safe, so he forced it back into the quilt.
This person used to be normal when he was young, but why has he not been so unrestrained in a few days?
Taking off the gauze on her face, she took a breath of cold air. The skin that was once so fair and tender was now broken into pieces, with layers of new flesh revealed, and long gashes with knots on them. Blood scab.
Her heart was also tugged. She felt that her joke just now was a bit too much. She bit her lip and said:
"I'm sorry, Song. My brother is just trying to protect me. In this era, , you and I have a special status , so you suffer all this." After taking the medicine and changing the gauze, she took one of his hands again - to punish him, a long iron nail penetrated the back of his hand. , even if the iron nails are taken out at this time, the wound with spitting flesh can still be seen.
Xin Yi felt a wave of nausea and turned away to touch his chest with one hand. When he turned back, tears were already oozing out of his eyes.
She suppressed her physiological reaction and wiped the skin around the wound for him. The two were silent for a long time. Suddenly, Tu Shansong said:
"In order to save me, you said... I am If someone wants to kill you, why would you risk your innocence to save me?"< br>
The word innocence is nothing to Xin Yi, not to mention that since Tu Shansong left, she found that she really liked the days when he was around and had already regarded him as her own. At that time, she was in a hurry , so he only thought of this way to save him.
But she said harshly: "My dear princess, I will save you if I save you. In history, there were princesses who kept dozens of male pets. Innocence is nothing!"
After saying that, Xin Yi wanted to give himself a big mouth.
Not long after, she asked timidly: "Then after you recover from the injury, will you continue to kill me?"
Looking at the innocent and silly little girl in front of him, Tu Shansong's heart A trace of unbearability flashes through, in fact, many times Every time he thought, it would be better if he didn't have this bloody feud. He was just an ordinary man in the world, and she was just an ordinary girl in the world by his side. Even if she was not a princess, she was just a sister. beside him.
But she is not.
Tu Shansong felt a tightness in his chest, and images of him practicing swordsmanship diligently over the years suddenly flashed through his mind - he was not a person who was good at practicing spiritual power, so how could he be a good assassin? , how can he take on the task of revenge?
He is really tired.
Resisting the severe pain in his hand, he raised his arm and gently touched her cheek.
"No more."
He let her go and let himself go.
She is right. Since everyone said that she is no longer the same as before, then what is he still clinging to? Even if it was her in the past, she had already done something wrong, and if he used the same method to retaliate, wouldn't he become the same person as her?
Xin Yi suddenly became happy. She burst into laughter. Looking at the girl's tired eyes, Song felt that the softest part of his heart had been hit. He looked at her injured hand again and decided to put down his hatred from now on. Just spend the rest of your life well.
At that moment, several birdsong suddenly came from outside the window. He carefully identified it, and among the birdsong, he condensed this sentence:
"Being a consort or a killer? Not only did he lose his life as a killer, but he also failed repeatedly and became a prince-in-law with a fortune exceeding ten thousand people!"
Tu Shansong's face turned red. Fortunately, he was still injured and could not see the blush.
Injury......
He hesitated and asked Xiang Xin Yi hesitantly:
"If...my face doesn't get better, will you...continue to like me?"
As soon as the word "like" came out, he I just felt that my whole face was extremely hot, and the blood on my face was about to boil and evaporate.
Xin Yi didn't react for a while, but then she thought that maybe the servants in the yard were talking nonsense about being a consort, and Tu Shansong heard it. She also blushed, as if by some strange coincidence, Spit out a sentence:
"What...what kind of like do you like?"
Xin Yi wished he could slap himself to death. It's already this time. Why are you pretending to be innocent?
Song was also silent. After a while, he only heard the magpies outside the window starting to chirp again -
"The emperor had a headache. How could the prisoner become the consort and burn his relics while he was seriously ill? Cure the princess’ heart disease”
(End of this chapter)