Chapter 21 The lame King Yan (18)
the other side.
After Jiang Xianyun stood up, he simply washed his face and just woke up and now after washing my face with hot water, I feel energetic and awake.
Xia He poured her a cup of tea.
He reached out and took a sip, moistening his throat.
Xia He looked at her and said, "Miss, you must be hungry. I will go get you some food right now."
It's already evening, and I'm really hungry.
Jiang Xianyun agreed without refusing.
"okay."
As he was talking, he heard footsteps coming from the door and the sound of a wheelchair rolling.
Someone is coming.
At this time, the door is open.
Jiang Xianyun saw King Yan and the housekeeper appearing at the door at a glance.
Just when Jiang Xianyun was curious, how could he get in in a wheelchair without getting gently pressed his finger on the wheelchair, and the wheelchair went straight up. Two mechanisms and wooden legs appeared below, and he crossed the threshold directly, and then landed gently and steadily on the ground.
It's because she has little knowledge.
At this moment, there is only one sentence in my heart: "F*ck", I don't know whether to say it or is simply more powerful than modern high technology.
Jiang Xianyun's eyes widened and he looked straight at the wheelchair he was sitting on.
high tech.
Wow, it can still be like this.
The wisdom of ancient people is really powerful. This should be the legendary mechanism technique.
Seeing King Yan coming, the maid standing next to Jiang Xianyun lowered her head slightly and saluted King Yan respectfully. "Slaves send greetings to the prince."
"My slave, please pay your respects to the prince..."
Jiang Xianyun was holding tea. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly put it down and stepped forward to salute him.
"The daughter of the people meets the prince."
Situ Mingtang raised his hand to signal.
"Exemption."
After the salute, Jiang Xianyun stood quietly. The two of them were standing and the other was sitting. From her perspective, Jiang Xianyun could see him clearly.
"I'm pretty used to living here."
As he spoke, Situ Mingtang's face was expressionless, so indifferent that it made people feel that he should not be approached by strangers.
Jiang Xianyun nodded slightly.
"Well, it's very good. Thank you, Your Majesty."
He glanced at her and said, "I called the imperial doctor for you to check on your leg injury."
"Huh?" Jiang Xianyun looked up at him, then shook his head and said hurriedly. "My lord, it's no need. It's just a fall. It looks serious, but it's actually just a little skin injury. It'll be fine in a few days. Don't worry."
Situ Mingtang raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes fell on her, and he said in a deep voice: "You want to become disabled like me."
Until now, no one dared to raise a leg in front of King soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the door knelt down, not daring to raise their heads.
Putting his hands lightly on the table, Jiang Xianyun whispered: "I, I'm not..."
After thinking for a while, she added: "You are not disabled..."
Situ Mingtang reached out and held her wrist and pulled her towards next moment, Jiang Xianyun felt a tightening on his waist. He had lifted her up with his hands, held her and placed her on the table behind him, and sat down.
Shock…
"King, lord..."
The man in front of her was still sitting in a wheelchair, but she was sitting on the table now and had to lower her head to see , looking at him from her current perspective, it felt like a real blush.
What posture is this? Jiang Xianyun immediately blushed.
However, this man does have very good arm strength.
At this moment, Situ Mingtang didn't care what she was her calf in his hand, he stretched out his hand to lift up her skirt and the thin panties on her legs.
His eyes fell on her knees and legs.
I saw that her legs were covered in bruises and were slightly red, and her knees were bruised and injuries may be nothing to a grown when it appears on such a girl's fair legs, it looks very conspicuous.
He raised his eyes with a cold face and said in a deep voice: "Falled like this? It's okay..."
She felt his hand still holding her leg.
She reached out to push his hand and whispered: "Your hand..."
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at her in panic, her face was red and she spoke in a low voice.
"I, the daughter of the people, just don't want to trouble the prince."
Look at her shy and nervous look.
Situ Mingtang looked at his hand holding her leg, his eyes lingered on her leg for a moment, and then he turned away.
Take your hand Mingtang shouted towards the door.
"Zhao Chengyi, come in."
When the imperial doctor who was kneeling at the door heard him being called, he immediately stood up and walked in carrying the medicine box.
"The next official sees the prince."
"Show her, her leg is injured."
"Yes…"
The imperial physician is a man, and he has to avoid treating a girl's necessary, permission must be obtained, especially for concubines in the harem and women in the palace's backyard. Even when diagnosing the pulse, they must be separated by silk scarves and cannot touch each other's skin.
Doctor Zhao stepped forward and just glanced at her he gently pinched the calf bones through his clothes. After a few simple questions, he bowed his head and stepped back, bowing to pay respect to King Yan.
"Back to my lord, this girl only suffered a skin injury, no bones or tendons were injured. The bruises were caused by the force of the fall. Apply some medicine and it will heal in a few days. In addition, if you drink the decoction for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis for two days, you will get better faster."
Situ Mingtang nodded slightly.
"Well, use the best medicine."
"Yes."
The imperial doctor responded and wrote a housekeeper stepped forward to take it, and immediately went down to ask someone to cook the was still shocked. Their prince treated this girl really differently.
Doctor Zhao here left a bottle of ointment and told him to apply the ointment once in the morning and evening, and then left respectfully without squinting.
Situ Mingtang handed the medicine bottle in his hand to the maid Xia He beside him.
"Give her some medicine first."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Xia He responded, took the ointment, and walked to the table, "Miss, I will give you the ointment."
Jiang Xianyun was a little confused.
She is still sitting on the table.
This is the medicine.
Let’s go down first!
"I'll go down first." As he spoke, Jiang Xianyun put his hands on the table and prepared to go down.
A hand reached out and took hold of her arm.
A low voice rang in my ears.
"Apply medicine first..."
As he spoke, Situ Mingtang turned his wheelchair around, turned his back to her, and sat there quietly.
Jiang Xianyun raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at his upright figure, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Pulling up her skirt, she let Xia He and another maid beside her apply medicine to her.
When Xia He applied medicine to her, Jiang Xianyun lowered his voice and cried out in , she did it on purpose.
"Um…"
"pain…"
A soft voice came from behind, with a hint of coquettishness and gentleness that fell deep in Situ Mingtang's heart, like...
Situ Mingtang was a little startled...
After a while, the maid applied the medicine to Jiang Xianyun and put down her skirt and her lifted panties.
"Your Majesty, I have already put the ointment on Miss Jiang." As he spoke, Xia He put the ointment away.
Situ Mingtang's wheelchair turned around.
Qiu Ju stood by the table and reached out to support Jiang Xianyun who was sitting on the table.
"Miss, my servant will help you down."
Jiang Xianyun nodded towards her.
"OK, thanks."
At this moment, a hand stretched out. At the cuffs embroidered with golden cloud patterns, you could still see the man's wrist and his well-jointed hands.
King Yan's fingers are very long and his palms are large. The fingertips are calloused from years of practicing martial arts and bowing and archery.
Seeing the prince extending his hand, the maid immediately stepped aside knowing the current situation.
Jiang Xianyun glanced at him reservedly, but still extended his hand.
He grabbed her waist with his big hands and hugged her Xianyun stood firm, took two steps back sheepishly, and thanked him.
"Thank you, my lord."
After looking at her, Situ Mingtang asked, "You haven't eaten yet?"
Shaking his head slightly.
"not yet…"
"I fell asleep before and just got up." No, he came just as she was about to eat.
(End of this chapter)