2Chapter 2 Aftermath

Jing Shao touched Mu Hanzhang's face in disbelief. The slightly cool touch made his heart tremble. He felt it carefully, but it was filled with body temperature, the body temperature of a living person. Looking carefully by the candlelight, it was still the beautiful face. Except for the blood stains on the lower lip from being bitten, it was clearly an untouched face of a young man who had just lost his crown.

How is this going? After being stunned for a long time, Jing Shao pulled open his undershirt and looked at it. In the eighteenth year of Hongzheng, he was almost killed by an arrow in the heart. Now the skin here is intact, and the old injuries in other places no longer exist. The muscle lines on his body are all gone. Smooth but slightly thinner than he remembered.

Turning his hand, he touched and pressed on the secret compartment in the bed. A small cupboard door opened. Inside lay a blue-covered account book. He hurriedly opened it and checked. The last entry read: "Received two thousand silver from Li Yanqing." Two, exchange for five thousand taels of white bars for salt, February 19th, the thirteenth year of Hongzheng..."

Silently putting the account book back to its original place, Jing Shao looked around in a daze, clearly returning to the night of flowers and candles in his bridal chamber, the spring of Hongzheng's thirteenth year.

This year he returned victorious from driving the Huns and was the first among the princes to be crowned king. No one dared to test his talent.

This year, the step-empress persuaded her father to marry Bei Weihou's bastard to him, and they got married tonight.

This year, he was only nineteen years old, and everything had not yet begun...

"Hahaha, God will not kill me! God, you really treat me well, hahaha..." After confirming that all this was not a dream, after the shock, there was the ecstasy of rebirth, and Jing Shao couldn't help laughing.

"Well..." A sudden groan from beside him interrupted Jing Shao's complacency, and his laughter stopped abruptly. He hurriedly looked back and saw that the sleepy Mu Hanzhang was woken up by him. His long eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes.

Who says it hasn't started yet? God, this thief, if only he had been reborn two hours earlier, Jun Qing wouldn't have been injured like this. Jing Shao cursed while reaching out to hold Mu Hanzhang into his arms. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the other person's body, the person suddenly ducked back.

"Hmm..." The sudden movement affected the injury underneath him, causing Mu Hanzhang to turn pale immediately in pain.

"Don't move!" Jing Shao held him down, but felt his body trembling slightly under his palm. He couldn't help frowning. On his wedding night, he felt aggrieved and drank too much. After so many years, he didn't remember exactly what he did. He only remembered that when he paid homage to the empress the next day, Mu Hanzhang came out of the hall. Just passed out. Looking at this situation now, it seems that he probably forced himself on others and was seriously injured.

As expected, Mu Hanzhang stopped moving and just looked at Jing Shao with his beautiful eyes, full of humiliation and fear.

"You..." Jing Shao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he turned around and pulled the silk ribbon in front of the bed. Not long after, the maid's response came from outside.

"Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath." He loudly ordered the maid to prepare water. When the maid left, Jing Shao turned around, still not knowing what to say, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Don't be afraid," Jing Shao thought for a moment and then comforted him softly, "Well... I drank too much last night. I really didn't mean to..."

"Your Majesty, the hot water is ready. Can the servants come in and help the Prince take a bath?" A rather steady maid's voice sounded, and Jing Shao remembered that it was Zhixi, the eldest maid in his house. On the wedding night, hot water was always kept. The reason why I asked was because I was afraid that the servants would see something they shouldn't.

"No, please step aside." Jing Shao said impatiently.

Mu Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. It was a great shame and humiliation for him to lie under a man. If this embarrassed look was seen by the servants again...

"Um...what are you doing?" Mu Hanzhang was startled. The man actually lifted his quilt and picked him up.

"Don't move." After the quilt was lifted, the evil consequences he had caused were clearly visible, not to mention the countless bruises and bruises. The slender legs were filled with red and white turbid fluids, and the private parts were even more embarrassing. , Jing Shao's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "I'll take you to wash up."

Wash him? Mu Hanzhang looked at the man in front of him, a little puzzled. This man said he wanted to take a bath. Was he trying to cover up his embarrassment? But why did he do this? When he was tortured just now, there was no mercy at all.

"I'll go by myself," Mu Hanzhang said coldly, but suddenly felt something was wrong and had to lower his voice, "How dare you trouble the prince."

Seeing his angry and forbearing look, Jing Shao couldn't help but curled his lips. He felt that this didn't seem sincere enough, so he had to lower his lips and said in a deep voice: "How can you have the strength? It's my fault after all, so I'll leave it to you." I apologized. "Although we are husband and wife, this kind of family has never allowed the prince to serve the princess. However, this seems normal to Jing Shao. We are all men. He has also treated the wounds of injured soldiers in the military camp. , Confidence is still very knowledgeable.

Mu Hanzhang couldn't defeat him, so he had to let him go.

Seeing that the person in his arms was no longer struggling, Jing Shao held him in his arms and moved him behind the screen with satisfaction. He didn't care that he was still wearing his underwear and stepped into the tub.

After entering the water, Mu Hanzhang broke away from his arms and leaned on the other side of the barrel. Jing Shao was not upset, so he took off his soaked underwear and took a cup of hot water to wash his face to get rid of the hangover discomfort. .

The bathtub in the palace was very large, and it didn't look crowded when two men were sitting there. Mu Hanzhang took the cloth on the side and carefully washed the marks on his body. He secretly observed the man's movements and saw that he kept rubbing his temples. It seemed that last night was Really drank too much.

Jing Shao shook his head to wake himself up. The cold wind from the cliff was still blowing in his ears. It felt unreal to soak in this hot water. However, this was not the time to sigh about life. He reached out and pulled the person who was curled up in a corner into his arms. The person's body immediately stiffened.

"I'll wash myself..." Mu Hanzhang was startled and hurriedly grabbed the hand that was about to reach under him.

"It's inconvenient for you," Jing Shao said quite uprightly, "We are all men, why are you shy?"

Mu Hanzhang was choked by his righteous tone and couldn't speak. Just as he was about to refute, he was muffled by the fingers that suddenly pierced his body.

"Does it hurt?" Jing Shao saw that he bit his lower lip again, and hurriedly took him into his arms and let him lie on him, "Don't bite yourself, it will be healed soon, bite me if it hurts." He put away his teasing mood and quickly and gently tickled his body for a while. Mu Hanzhang didn't bite him, but just gasped softly. After cleaning the things inside, Jing Shao took a large piece of flannel to wrap the person in his arms, quickly stuffed him into the quilt, and turned around to find medicine for the wound.

The bed sheets had been changed, Mu Hanzhang sat up and put on his underwear, and saw that the man was only wearing a thin shirt, his hair was still dripping with water, and he was standing barefoot in front of the cabinet, not knowing what he was picking. The washing action was very gentle, and his eyes just now did not seem to be fake, which made Mu Hanzhang a little confused. However, if the prince is not too bad to him, the future will be much better.

"Come, I'll apply medicine for you."

The handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of him made Mu Hanzhang, who was thinking, stunned. It must be said that this King Cheng is really handsome, and the royal family is born good-looking, and this one is the best among them... Wait, apply medicine!

"This... I can do it myself." Mu Hanzhang's face flushed as he snatched the small bottle from Jing Shao's hand. It was okay that he couldn't see clearly under the water just now, but now the room is brightly lit, so he can see everything clearly.

"We are already husband and wife, what are you afraid of?" Seeing the pale face stained with blood, Jing Shao couldn't help but curl his lips and climbed onto the bed. Relying on his agility, he snatched the bottle back.

Mu Hanzhang couldn't win against him, so he had to cover his head with the quilt, out of sight, out of mind.

Jing Shao happily opened the slender legs and dug a piece of ointment to apply: "This medicine was rewarded by my father before I went to war. It has a particularly good effect in stopping bleeding and relieving pain."

The cool ointment did not bring extra pain and soothed the burning wound. Mu Hanzhang naturally knew how precious this painless medicine was: "Such a precious medicine, how can it be used in such a place?" He poked his head out of the quilt and happened to see Jing Shao's eyes full of pity. His heart, which had been desperate, was comforted by this look. Mu Hanzhang secretly laughed at himself for being so pitiful that he was happy for others' pity.

"It's this kind of place that needs good medicine." Jing Shao applied the medicine and stared at the round double hills. It looked like it felt good to the touch... He forced his eyes away from that beautiful place, covered him with a quilt as if he hadn't seen anything, and got into the quilt himself. He sat down by the head of the bed, picked up the slightly cool hangover soup on the small table, and gulped down a bowl. It was not a good start, so he couldn't make it worse.

"How can the prince sleep on the outside? Sleep inside." It is a rule for the wife to sleep on the outside so that it is convenient to serve tea and change clothes to her husband. After being disturbed by Jing Shao, the fear had long gone. Mu Hanzhang moved towards Jing Shao and motioned him to turn inside. Who knew that this move would bring him to Jing Shao's side, but the man had no intention of turning over.

"You are not a woman, why do you care about those things?" Jing Shao smiled and took another small bottle, pouring some transparent paste on his fingertips, "This is a kind of strange medicine I got in the Western Regions. It will form scabs on small wounds and will be 70% to 80% better the next day. It's just a little painful, just bear with it." As he said, he rubbed Mu Hanzhang's lower lip with one finger.

The needle-like pain made Mu Hanzhang frown. He wanted to reach out and press it, but Jing Shao grabbed it: "Don't touch it, it won't hurt in a while." The hand in his palm was slender and smooth, with excellent touch. This was a hand that had been writing and painting for many years, which was very different from his hand holding a sword.

Mu Hanzhang endured the tingling pain, and seeing that he was holding his hand tightly, he couldn't help but coughed lightly.

"Oh, go to sleep." Jing Shao hurriedly let go of his hand, called the maid to turn off the lights, and huddled in the quilt. Tomorrow, he had to go to the morning court to see the emperor and empress, and he could still sleep for two hours.

“Yeah.” The person in the bed responded and said no more, but his ears turned red quietly where Jing Shao couldn’t see.