Back at Fenghuan Palace, Jiuqing and Ye Jin entered Jinhua Palace directly and ordered the maid to bring their own medicine box. Jiuqing looked at Ye Jin and said, "Take off your clothes."

Take off your clothes again?

Ye Jin twitched his lips, and he couldn't help but think in his heart. Every time he heard Jiuqing's words, he felt imaginative. Unfortunately, every time he was injured, not because of something beautiful.

Thinking in my mind, both hands began to untidy the clothes. An Jing took off the red silk robe that had been damaged on the first day of wearing it and placed it aside. The red clothes were stained with blood and looked not obvious, but the blood on the white underwear could be seen clearly.

Seeing Jiuqing's eyes lingering on him, Ye Jin pursed her lips, took off her white floor clothes, and sat down on the stool wearing only white pants.

The maid brought the medicine box and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, do you want me to go and invite the imperial physician?"

"No need." Jiu Qing said, "Go and bring a basin of warm water."

"yes."

Jiuqing looked at Ye Jin's back in silence. A long blood mark from his shoulder blade to his waist was covered with some messy blood. The scars caused by branches and swords were somewhat different. However, although it looked shocking, it was only a few blood stains that would not cause excessive blood loss.

The blood marks were not very serious, but the palm prints on the shoulders and backs had already appeared a terrifying purple-green color. Just a glance was taken lightly and you could see the ruthless force used by the person who took the action.

Jiuqing raised his hand and poked the palm print. Ye Jin's body tensed instantly, biting his lips and swallowing a muffled groan that almost turned out.

Although he didn't say anything, his subconscious reaction had already told her how serious the palm injury was.

"When Sui Qing said just now, you are not afraid of death, why are you guilty?" Jiu Qing leaned against the screen and looked at him casually, with a smile on his lips, "You can't hear other people's praise?"

Ye Jin turned his head, glanced at her silently, and then curled his lips, "I can certainly hear whether his words are good or bad, but in the ears of you and King Chen, there must be a second meaning."

"Is that true?" Jiuqing smiled faintly, "So you are not stupid yet."

"If I were a little stupid, you might not see me now." Ye Jin said, hugging her waist in a sitting position, pressing her head against her abdomen, and saying softly, "Don't blame me anymore, I know. Although I took a little risk, at that time, that was the only and the most effective way."

Jiuqing looked down at his head, calmed down for a moment, and sighed: "I'm not going to blame you, but hurting the enemy a thousand times and hurting himself eight hundred times is a way that only stupid people can do."

"If I had just left like this, Wen Suiyuan had designed so many vicious plans, wouldn't it be wasted?" Ye Jin said, looking up at her, "Besides, it would not be considered as hurting the enemy for a thousand and losing 800, which should be considered a complete victory."

A big victory?

Jiuqing glared at him, "If Sui Qing's palm uses more three-pointers, do you think you can still be intact?"

"But he didn't dare to really use that three-pointer." Ye Jin said, explaining in detail, "I calculated that he didn't dare, because this was in the palace. If something really happened to me, you wouldn't let it go."
Chapter completed!