Chapter 89: Finding Warmth

Wen Jin was silent for a while: "I will not harm him, your Highness, don't worry."

"I have nothing to worry about, as long as you think you can afford the consequences." Yan Qing sneered and said calmly, "Take the ointment yourself and apply it after bathing. Don't let me do it again." See the unsightly places.”

Wen Jin hummed, turned around and walked out.

Four maids were waiting outside the palace, whom Ji Weiyu had left to Yan Qing.

"Please bring some water." When Wen Jin spoke to them, his tone was gentle, without any condescending orders, and there was a sense of alienation in his politeness, "Thank you."

The maids were flattered and quickly bowed their heads and responded: "Sir, please wait a moment."

They felt that Mr. Wen was really a personable person, with no airs at all, and he was so approachable to his servants. He was really a rare gentle man.

Wen Jin turned around and entered the palace. He didn't care what others thought of him.

Not long after, two other maids came in, holding brand new mattresses and pillows in their hands. They entered the sleeping room and replaced everything on the bed.

During this period, Wen Jin stood in front of the window and waited quietly, with a slender figure, picturesque eyebrows, and a noble and upright gentleman's demeanor everywhere in his body.

It seems that just standing there quietly is the most beautiful landscape painting.

Four maids came in with hot water and quickly filled the tub behind the screen.

When the last maid left, she couldn't help but say: "Master, that's all."

Wen Jin turned around and nodded to the other party: "Thank you."

In front of anyone - even the humblest maid, Wen Jin can maintain an impeccable gentlemanly demeanor, calm and unhurried, like a spring breeze. Although the smile never reaches his eyes, the reputation of Mr. Wenrun never comes out of thin air.

Except in front of Yan Qing, even if she tried her best to restrain herself, she couldn't help but reveal her true emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

After bathing, wearing only a white coat, Wen Jin walked out and took the ointment to Nuange.

Yan Qing was leaning against the window and meditating. She didn't speak to him the whole time and had nothing to say.

However, not long after, she thought of something and casually got up and walked to the cubicle.

Wen Jin was half lying on the bed, with his pants down to the crooks of his legs, and he could clearly see a large area of ​​red, swollen, blue and purple wounds on his fair buttocks and legs.

The skin was broken in several places and blood oozed out.

An injury like this would be so painful for an ordinary man that he would be unable to walk, but he acted as if nothing was wrong, showing no signs of strangeness.

Yan Qing walked over, and Wen Jin, who was about to apply the medicine, suddenly raised his eyes, then reached out and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

His face turned slightly pale, he lowered his head and said, "Your Highness."

"Let me take a look."

Wen Jin's hand holding the ointment tightened slightly: "It's ugly, don't stain His Highness's eyes."

Yan Qing stood aside and looked at him without saying a word.

Wen Jin took a deep breath and was in a stalemate for a long time before she had to reach out and pull the quilt away.

"You can bear it." Yan Qing looked at it. It was really a mess. It was difficult for him to act like a normal person. "It should be very comfortable to ride around on a horse with such an injury."

Wen Jin said nothing.

It is not a glorious thing to suffer the injuries caused by oneself.

Moreover, flesh wounds were never worth taking to heart for him.

"Need my help?"

"No, no need." Wen Jin shook his head subconsciously, closed his eyes and hesitated for a moment, hoping silently in his heart, and finally decided to do it by himself, "I can do it myself."

Yan Qing didn't say anything, took the ointment from his hand, dug out a piece of ointment with a bamboo slice, "Lie down."

Wen Jin was startled and lay on the bed blankly. There seemed to be a surge of heat in his heart, like a huge wave. The heat was pressing into his eyes, and the surge was so overwhelming that he could not withstand it.

Taking a gentle breath, Wen Jin bit her lip, silently telling herself that His Highness cared about him.

This fact is enough to make all the hard work over the past few days go to waste.

Wen Jin lay on the pillow, feeling ashamed and a little throbbing for a moment. The heat waves in his heart were overwhelming one after another, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. He could only breathe gently to prevent his vulnerability from being exposed.

Your Highness hates him showing his weak side.

The cool feeling penetrated into the skin, relieving the heartbreaking pain, and the indescribable taste surged into her heart. In the end, Wen Jin couldn't hold it back, and her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

He felt that he had held it in for too long and suppressed his emotions so hard that a little tenderness could make him instantly defeated and his grace completely lost.

Her soft and slender fingers opened his legs and applied ointment to every injured area. The inner legs were particularly serious. Yan Qing applied an extra layer of ointment.

Wen Jin was very quiet, and he didn't know whether the slight trembling in his body was due to pain or from losing control of his emotions.

Yan Qing just pretended not to know.

After applying the medicine, there is still some ointment left in the box.

Yan Qing threw the box on the bedside and said, "You can hurt your hands yourself."

After saying this, she turned around and walked out.

Wen Jin held the ointment, which still retained the warmth of her palm. He put the ointment on his cheek and lay motionless, immersed in the tenderness just now and did not want to come out.

Your Highness.

Wen Jin looked outside, with deep emotions rolling in his eyes.

Yan Qing walked to the outer hall and went to wash and change clothes.

Wen Jin lay alone on the bed for a while. Although he had been very tired for the past two days and his body had not yet recovered from fatigue, he felt particularly awake at this time.

After the medicine had penetrated into his body, Wen Jin got up and tidied his clothes. He also applied medicine on his hands, and the fragrance of ointment lingered on his body.

He walked to the window, stretched out his hand to push it open, and looked at the night outside quietly. His eyes were dark, and his elegant eyebrows were quiet and peaceful.

After standing in front of the window for a long time, the anxiety and uneasiness of the past few days had completely calmed down. Wen Jin closed his eyes and stood quietly against the wall.

The evening breeze brushed across his cheeks, blowing up his hair.

As time passed, Wen Jin turned his head to look at the outer hall, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, but the hesitation did not last long. He quickly walked out.

His footsteps were very light, silent like a night spirit.

Yan Qing had just fallen asleep on the bed. There was only one light left in the bedroom, and the light was a little dim. A breath slowly approached, and the familiar breath was mixed with the fragrance of ointment. Yan Qing, who always slept lightly, woke up naturally.

But she didn't say anything, just lay there quietly.

Wen Jin walked to the bed, and in the dim light in the hall, he looked at Yan Qing lying on the bed, his eyes fell on her arm, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and lift her sleeve, but he didn't dare to wake her up.

Wen Jin's eyes moved slightly and fell on Yan Qing's face. The deep and strong emotions in his eyes were like dark clouds, venting freely in this quiet night, boundless, like a huge wave.

Wen Jin couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

After standing for an unknown period of time, he lowered his eyes, slowly knelt down in front of the bed, and lay on the edge of the bed, like a pet close to its owner looking for warmth.

Your Highness.

Calling these two words silently seemed to make people completely relax, and their hearts were full and safe.

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