Reborn, meet you again!

Chapter 226: Soft around the fingers

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuyue's figure disappeared from Song Wan's sight.

Although the time was short, Zhuyue spoke quickly and what he said took Song Wan a long time to digest.

No wonder he was different from all the generals she had ever met, always having a gloomy air about him.

No wonder he clearly couldn't let her go, but was still unwilling to let go of the hatred in his heart easily.

It turns out that he has such a past.

Shadow Pavilion...

It turned out to be the case.

Being thrown into such a cannibalistic place at such a young age and surviving the endless cannibalism, how could his personality not be affected?

If you think about it, the year she picked him up should have been the time when she led Zhuyue and other assassins from the Shadow Pavilion to rebel against the Shadow Pavilion and was seriously injured.

That's why at that time, he was as taciturn as Uncle Fu said and didn't like to deal with people.

But even so.

But he still loved her sincerely.

who knew...

But he almost lost his life.

Song Wan thought about it and felt a sour feeling in her heart.

She had never wanted to remember the past with him as much as she did now.

Because maybe then, she would be able to find a way to resolve his emotional issues more easily.

Just thinking about what Zhuyue said, that he was still injured because of saving his father, Song Wan immediately calmed down the complicated emotions in his heart.

After taking the medicine box from the room, he walked towards Jun Jiuchen's cabin.

When Song Wan arrived, Jun Jiuchen was just asking Suifeng to treat the wound on his back. Hearing the knock on the door and Song Wan's voice, Jun Jiuchen immediately gathered his clothes and said in a deep voice.

"Come in."

Song Wan heard the sound and stepped into the room, and almost immediately smelled a hint of blood.

Jun Jiuchen's voice, as usual but with a hint of awkwardness, continued to ring out.

"Miss Jiang, if you're not busy recognizing your relatives, what are you doing here?"

Song Wan seemed not to understand the sting in his words. She put the medicine box on the table and said casually.

"I heard that the prince was injured, so I came to see him."

Jun Jiuchen was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately cast a sharp gaze at Suifeng.

Suifeng felt a chill on his back when his master looked at him, and he couldn't help waving his hands repeatedly.

"Your Highness, I swear I have never spoken a single word to Miss Jiang..."

Then, I sold it without hesitation.

"Zhu Yue! It must be Zhu Yue!"

He just told it to Zhuyue.

He also happened to know that Zhuyue was a straightforward person with a cold exterior but a warm heart.

return……

I just happen to not be afraid of the prince.

Only.

Thinking of this, Suifeng immediately fled out of the room at lightning speed.

Silence immediately returned to the room.

Song Wan pretended not to see the interaction between the master and servant, and took out the golden wound medicine and a small knife with a cold glow from the medicine box one by one.

Jun Jiuchen looked at her like this and just turned his face away awkwardly.

"It's just some minor injuries, so there's no need to trouble Miss Song."

He knew exactly what kind of person Zhuyue was.

Everything that can and cannot be said must have been said.

and so……

She naturally knew that he was trying to block the hidden weapon for Song Yi.

But she looked at him last night and felt a bit fearless because she saw through his thoughts. If she knew now that he had done such a thing.

Wouldn’t the tail be raised to the sky?

After all, she was like this in the past. She could open a dyeing factory with just a little bit of color.

Naturally, he couldn't give her a good face anymore.

Song Wan listened to Jun Jiuchen's cold words, but just continued to work and put the prepared things on the table one by one.

Then he looked at Jun Jiuchen steadily.

"Didn't the prince say that I would be yours after we return to the capital?"

"Since I belong to the prince, why would I bother you? Naturally, the prince should be prioritized in all matters, big or small."

As he spoke, Song Wan had already walked behind Jun Jiuchen.

"Your Highness, do you want to take it off yourself, or should I do it?"

Seeing her like this, Jun Jiuchen's expression became even uglier.

really.

Give her some color...

But before he could open his mouth to chase them away, Song Wan's voice rang out again.

"It's not a good habit to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor, or... is Your Majesty afraid of me again?"

Jun Jiuchen's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and then he sneered.

"Miss Song never tires of using such a clumsy method of provoking others."

But having said that, he still let Song Wan take off the clothes he had just put on.

But the harsh words did not stop.

"However, Miss Song now speaks so fluently of the words 'my people'. I hope that after returning to the capital, Miss Song can always maintain this awareness."

This sentence was naturally a satire on what Song Wan had just said. Since she was his person, he should be put first in everything.

However, after he finished speaking, he did not hear the expected rebuttal from Song Wan behind him. Instead, the place suddenly became quiet.

Then, a soft feeling suddenly came from behind.

Song Wan stood behind Jun Jiuchen, her fingers gently stroking Jun Jiuchen's wound, her eyes full of uncontrollable surprise.

Although Zhuyue said that he blocked the hidden weapon for her father, she originally thought that since he could endure it for so long, his injuries should not be too serious. However, the scene that came into her eyes was far beyond her imagination.

On the back, which was already covered with scars, a golden claw was completely embedded in it. Now it seemed as if someone was trying to remove it, revealing the barbed spikes on the upper part. Blood was slowly flowing out, staining the back bright red.

Song Wan's eyes suddenly turned red, and a trace of anger gradually emerged in her heart.

this person.

Can't you tell the priorities?

She really wanted to question him harshly, asking if he was willing to sacrifice his life just to get angry.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Without saying a word, he began to treat the wound on his back.

Quietly he took out the hidden weapon, applied medicine and bandaged the wound.

The barbs on the golden hook were very tricky. Even though Song Wan was very careful and Jun Jiuchen remained silent from beginning to end, Song Wan could still feel his pain from the bulging veins on his neck and arms.

So, after putting on the last circle of gauze, Song Wan looked at the crisscrossing scars on Jun Jiuchen's back.

Suddenly, she avoided his wound and put her hands around his neck.

Asked softly.

"This barb has a sharp thorn. Your Highness left it inside your body for a whole day... doesn't it hurt?"

A faint medicinal fragrance suddenly entered my nose.

Plus the soft voice of the woman next to my ear.

Jun Jiuchen only felt his body stiffen again because of her approach.

He naturally concealed it because he knew that the hidden weapon did not hurt his vital parts.

As for the pain.

Compared with the injuries he had suffered before, this kind of injury was nothing. He had long been accustomed to it.

However, getting used to it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

only……

He was surrounded by people who lived on the edge of a knife like him, so no one had ever asked him this question, except... that little girl back then.

Jun Jiuchen thought about it, looked at the two arms crossed in front of him, and frowned.

"Is it important?"

Song Wan tightened her arms even more.

"important."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for sacrificing your life to save my father."

My father was already seriously injured, and because he was a scholar, his health was not as good as that of military generals of the same age.

Zhuyue also said that the hidden weapon was originally aimed at his father's heart.

If Jun Jiuchen had not blocked the hidden weapon for his father.

perhaps.

She could no longer see her father.

Jun Jiuchen seemed to have been touched by the words "sacrifice yourself to save my father".

"Miss Song, please don't make unnecessary assumptions. I saved Song Yi only because he is still useful to me... and I don't want to..."

But before Jun Jiuchen could finish his words, a kiss gently landed on his lips.

It was gentle, and stopped at the touch, but it blocked all the words he hadn't said yet.

"Since Your Highness has me in his heart, please don't embarrass yourself anymore, okay?"