Hidden Sky Light

Soon, Chen Ling's eyes stopped on the booklet and continued to look down, and said in a low voice, "I understand, you can go out."

Shen Ci: "…"

Shen Ci was stunned.

The face that had just been holding back red, seemed to return to pale in an instant.

Chen Ling continued to look at the booklet in his hand, without saying a word, without looking at him, and never even glanced at him from the corner of the corner.

As if just now, it was like a gust of spring breeze. When it passed by, there were some ripples, but when it was passed, the ripples would dissipate, and the water surface would return to calm again.

There was a touch of clarity in her eyes, and she focused on the booklet in her hand, as if she really didn't spend any more effort and thought on him...

She flipped a page of the booklet with her fingertips, flicking the table a few times between her sleeves.

In the room, apart from the sound of the lamp on the table, there was only the rustling sound of the sleeves embroidered with dragon patterns brushing over the table.

Shen Ci's heart sank again, this time he didn't move or make a sound, just looked at her in a trance.

After a long time, Chen Ling said softly, "Do you want me to say it again?"

Shen Ci said in a deep voice, "A Ling..."

Chen Ling couldn't help but look at him.

Finally, looking at each other, she saw that Shen Ci's face was extremely ugly, and finally said in a low voice, "A Ling, I have never liked anyone else... I only like you..."

"I believe."

Shen Ci looked at her, his mind was chaotic.

Chen Ling continued, "But I'm still not happy!"

Shen Ci paused.

Chen Ling continued to look at him, "How are you going to make me happy?"

Shen Ci was stunned, and suddenly, his face flushed red, and it was instantly red.

Knowing that he was not teasing, she continued, "In the future, should I call you brother Zi'an or second brother?"

He knew she was jealous.

Chen Ling lowered her head again and said in a low voice, "You go out..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly whispered, "No, is it my husband?"

Chen Ling's fingertips were slightly stagnant, and his eyes trembled slightly, and he did not raise his eyes to look at him.

When the garrison fainted in Yongcun, she changed into women's clothes and called "husband"...

But then it was expedient.

He did it on purpose.

Shen Ci was used to being gentle and wouldn't say such things. He was really forced by her to no way...

Chen Ling slowly raised his eyes.

He has been looking at her, and when he sees her gaze, he says softly, "How do you calm down?"

Chen Ling suddenly felt like it was in the East Palace.

- How do you relieve your anger?

If he wants to protect her, there will always be times when he wants to make her angry. Even if he knows it is her fault, as long as she is angry for a long time, he will always be the one who compromises, and he will always say these familiar words. …

It also inexplicably touched the softest part of her heart.

Chen Ling remembered that when he was dressing the wound in the carriage, he was half-conscious and half-awake, but he looked at her half-consciously and half-sanely, without moving his eyes.

Chen Ling's heart seemed to be slashed by a blunt weapon.

Shen Ci said in a deep voice, "How can Your Majesty be happy?"

Chen Ling looked at him, "Take off your clothes."

Shen Ci froze, thinking he heard it wrong.

One moment ago, he was blasted out, the next moment...

Shen Ci's depression suddenly turned into incredible, and in addition, he was a little overwhelmed.

undress, undress...

His eyes were surprised.

Chen Ling looked at him and said softly, "Want me to help you take it off?"

Shen Ci's face was completely red to the base of his ears, and even his neck was red. He suddenly remembered that when Liaocheng separated, she covered his eyes with a belt, and his emotional ups and downs were all in the tenderness of her palm...

Shen Ci couldn't help swallowing softly in his throat, and there was confusion in his mind.

Behind the screen, Shen Ci's heart thumped, hesitantly took off his coat and put it on one side, then took off his middle coat, and finally, he was naked and couldn't breathe calmly.

After a long time, he reached out to the waist of his trousers again.

Just as Chen Ling stepped forward, he was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Shen Ci: "…"

Shen Ci's soothing complexion was now no different from a boiled crab, and he said embarrassedly, "You didn't let me take off..."

Chen Ling looked at him, "I asked you to undress."

Shen Ci suddenly understood, he would be wrong...

Chen Ling also suddenly realized that he would be wrong.

Right now, the house is completely embarrassed to the extreme.

"I...I didn't want to..." Shen Ci's heart was ready to die.

Chen Ling's ears turned slightly red, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Chen Ling sighed, "Look at your wound."

Shen Ci instantly understood her intentions, but after she understood, she was even more annoyed.

Chen Ling turned around, "Come out and find a place to sit."

Chen Ling leaned over and opened the brocade box on the case. In the brocade box was the wound medicine prepared by the imperial physician before his departure last night.

Shen Ci also followed her out from behind the screen, but after coming out, the phrase "find a place to sit" put him in trouble again.

The couch is too short, the bed... not right.

So when Chen Ling turned around, Shen Ci froze in place, unable to say anything, "...Where do you sit?"

He deliberately looked away, not looking at her.

Chen Ling reacted and replied, "On the bed."

She wants to apply medicine for him. The couch is too short, so she has to lean over and stay close to him, which is inconvenient.

Shen Ci did as he did.

After just now, all the people who seemed to be lost in front of Chen Ling's eyes were lost...

He sits down.

Chen Ling sat down behind him, remembering that when they were in the East Palace earlier, the two of them had a good relationship. At that time, Shen Ci would always get some injuries on his back, and Chen Ling would give him medicine and whisper, " Next time, can we fight with him? He's already big."

He would say, "Of course I have to beat him, I don't beat him, everyone will show off their power in front of you in the future."

Chen Ling's eyes were slightly red, "Every time I get hurt..."

Shen Ci smiled, "What are you afraid of, the first time you can't beat it, the second time you figure out some ways, next time he doesn't want to ask me for favors."

…

Chen Ling put away his thoughts, unscrewed the jade bottle containing the ointment, and said softly, "Although Dr. Hu has been taking care of your injury, I will take a closer look when the imperial physician comes. This is prepared by the imperial physician earlier. Yao, I originally thought that you would arrive in Miaocheng half a month later, and wanted someone to send it to you on the road, but I didn't expect you to arrive earlier..."

Chen Ling took out a small amount of ointment with his fingertips.

Just as he was about to respond, her fingertips dipped in the ointment and lightly rubbed the scar on his back.

He froze.

"Does it still hurt?" she whispered.

"It doesn't hurt..." His breathing seemed to stop, and when he responded, his voice trembled slightly.

Chen Ling looked at him, and slowly rubbed the ointment on his back on the scar with his fingertips.

The ointment was cold, but her fingertips were slightly warm, touching the skin on his back lightly, causing him to shiver.

She noticed.

He also knew she noticed.

Neither of them spoke.

Chen Ling quickly finished this place, and continued to gouge out the ointment with a finger, and wiped the scar on the other back.

Shen Ci was confused and knew that he was short of breath right now.

Her fingertips were gentle and soft, and he took it.

The room was too quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own breathing and heartbeat. He had a beautiful and ambiguous relationship with her, and he wouldn't have lost his mind...

Shen Ci had to speak, not letting his thoughts go on in his mind, "A Ling, since you already know Tan Jin's identity, you should also know that once his identity is revealed, everyone will betray and leave, and there will not be too many garrisoned troops and generals willing to follow him. , this is what Tan Jin is most afraid of, why not announce it to the public, or continue to let the garrison besiege Huaicheng?"

Chen Ling's fingertips paused slightly, and said solemnly, "I know his identity, but if it's not a last resort, I won't make a fuss about his identity until the last moment."

"Why?" Shen Ci was curious.

While giving him medicine, Chen Ling continued, "Because Tan Jin's father is the King Tan named by my grandfather. The Tan family is an example of protecting the family and defending the country in the northern battlefield, and the family is loyal, even if Tan Jin rebels, The achievements of the Tan family in the past are also indelible. But once Tan Jin's identity is made public, what will the army think? It is the entire Yanhan, the entire court, and the entire army. It is also in the face of grandfather and father. Sometimes there are some things that have to be done. Even if you know that doing so is not a shortcut, you must take care of others. Tan Jin's identity is not If it is exposed, and Tan Weiming is still there, the Tan family is an empty shell, and it is an empty shell, and it can still show the court's big belly; but once Tan Jin's identity is exposed, it will change from a big belly to a shame..."

After Chen Ling finished speaking, Shen Ci also understood.

Chen Ling was very thoughtful, and she had thought of everything he had never thought of.

She is the Son of Heaven and has too many things to take care of.

In its place, I can see what I can't see in the position next to it...

Shen Ci asked again, "It's true that Tan Jin is from Xirong. Where is Tan Jin's father?"

Chen Ling replied, "I asked Huaiyuan to check privately. Tan Jin's father is from Han Han, but his mother is from Xirong. His descendants all have Xirong's blood, and he knows that Yanhan is more afraid of Xirong. He was originally from Xirong. Ambitious, after planning for many years, he will definitely rebel, but he was forced to advance by Harmia."

Speaking of Harmia, Chen Ling asked, "Have you seen Harmia?"

Chen Ling was worried about him.

Shen Ci nodded, "I have seen him, this person is very cunning, and the tribes in the east of Xirong are not necessarily his counterparts. If they meet in Licheng in the future, they are not easy characters to deal with."

It's just that just after he finished speaking, she stopped in her hand.

No more ointment was applied this time.

His heart was suddenly empty.

he…

In his thoughts, Chen Ling got up, walked around from behind to sit in front of him.

When he looked at her, he remembered that the wounds on his back had been medicated, and there was only one left in front of him...

Just now, Chen Ling was behind him, and he couldn't see it, but now he saw that she had plucked out a small amount of ointment with her fingertips, then held the medicine bottle in her left hand, and slowly rubbed the wound in front of him with the ointment with her right fingertips. But I don't want to go, I don't want to avoid it.

She also knew that he was looking at her, and the two were also a little closer.

Unlike when he was behind him, right now, he could even hear the other person's breathing.

He originally wanted to open his mouth to continue talking, but his mind was full of buzzing. The wounds in front of him were more and deeper, especially on the shoulders. She was close, and her breathing was also approaching.

He smelled her body, and he was also bewitched, "Am I leaving tonight?"

Chen Ling's fingertips paused slightly: "..."

Shen Ci took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible, "I, can I not leave?"