He’s Super Sticky

Walking out of the sleeping hall, the two confidants waiting outside the palace immediately followed behind, one of them came forward with a cloak to put on Xie Zhengyi, but Xie Zhengyi waved his hand to signal them to stay where they were.

Xie Zhengyi walked through the corridor alone and came to a small pond not far away. When the palace people saw Xie Zhengyi’s figure from a distance, they consciously avoid him and did not go to the small pond.

Standing by the pond, Xie Zhengyi once again raised the hand that grabbed the little emperor’s neck just now, which was still trembling slightly at this time.

Obviously, in the previous moment, he could still teach the little emperor without any hesitation, or even kill him, his heart won’t even fluctuate, but after the little emperor opened his eyes again, everything has changed.

The gloomy past faded from those eyes and became clear, even the gaze that looked at him became intimate and trusting. When he saw those eyes looking at him crying aggrievedly, Xie Zhengyi’s calm heart became flustered and painful, he almost fell into those eyes at that time, wanting to let go of his hand, and held the little emperor in his arms desperately, kissed the tears on the little emperor’s face, and wanted to softly coax the little emperor so that the little emperor doesn’t cry anymore.

He didn’t know why he would have such thoughts at that moment, he wanted to spoil the little emperor, take everything he had and put it in front of the little emperor, dedicated it to him, and let him choose.

Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes. What is even more absurd is that he is now full of regrets that he just strangled him unconscious, even now he was afraid that if he had just used a little more strength, the little emperor would…

Think of these, he just wants to cut off his evil hand.

Ah, he is really crazy, how could he have these crazy ideas?

Xie Zhengyi slowly put his hand down, slowly clenching it into a fist, and then put them behind his back. He closed his eyes with his hands on his back, standing quietly by the small pond as the cool breeze blew his black hair and his black and red robe.

The sky gradually dimmed, it was already dusk when Xie Zhengyi entered the palace, he had a fight with the little emperor for a while, and he stood here for a long time, now it was already time for dinner.

Xie Zhengyi opened his eyes slowly. The dull eyes that had been darkened by the complicated thoughts had returned to it usual calmness. He opened his clenched fist, turned around, and walked towards Taiji Hall.

Outside Taiji Hall, Xie Zhengyi’s two confidantes were still waiting. He did not go back to Taiji Hall, so the imperial physician who was called to help Bai Chen after seeing his injuries did not dare to retreat first.

Xie Zhengyi strode into Taiji Hall and walked directly to the dragon bed without blinking. Bai Chen was still lying on the bed unconscious, but his pale complexion had already recovered somewhat.

“How is him?” Xie Zhengyi glanced at the person on the bed, then quickly retracted his gaze, and asked the imperial physician.

The imperial physician hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied respectfully to Xie Zhengyi: “Reply to Lord Qiansui, the emperor is fine. He was just too frightened, coupled with poor breathing, he was unconscious for a while. The minister prescribed a prescription for the emperor already, the emperor can recover after resting for two days.”

“What about his neck bruises?” Xie Zhengyi asked.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the imperial physician. In the past, in order to let the emperor remember his lesson, this JiuQiansui did not allow the imperial physician to heal the wounds he personally did or let his subordinates do to the emperor. Why is this time…

“Hm?” Xie Zhengyi hums coldly.

The imperial physician hurriedly came back to his senses and withdrew the thoughts he shouldn’t have. He lowered his head and replied cautiously: “The wound on the emperor’s neck can be smeared with jasper ointment.”

“How many days until he recovers?”

“About three days.”

“Too slow, ” Xie Zhengyi said solemnly.

The imperial physician panicked, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he was a little confused about Xie Zhengyi’s thoughts process.

“Is there any ointment for faster recovery?” Xie Zhengyi asked, the imperial physician’s careful thought, how could he not guess, it’s nothing more than being afraid of being punished for guessing the meaning of his words wrong.

“Yes, yes.” Xie Zhengyi asked, and the imperial doctor nodded quickly, “The last time Shenyi Valley paid tribute to lord Qiansui with coagulate muscle dew, these bruises can be healed in one night.”

“Coagulate muscle dew?” Xie Zhengyi remembered that there seemed to be such an ointment in the last tribute from Shenyi Valley.

“ADa,” Xie Zhengyi called.

One of the confidants who was guarding outside the hall went into the hall and knelt down: “Lord Qiansui.”

“Go back to the mansion, and quickly send the coagulation muscle dew.”

“Yes.”

After the words fell, the confidant named ADa disappeared from the hall.

“Go back.” Xie Zhengyi said to the imperial physician, and then turned his eyes to one of the maids who was kneeling on the ground. Compared with the other maids, this maid had a very different temperament, although she was also kneeling down, but her posture is not as cautious as how she suppose to, but generous, “Bi Luo, send imperial physician Fang out. By the way, take the medicine back, boil it, and send it over.”

“Yes, Lord Qiansui.” The hall is quiet again, Xie Zhengyi stood still and did not move, the kneeling palace people at the side dared not even breathe.

Soon ADa reappeared in the hall with the ointment.

Xie Zhengyi took the ointment, but also did not understand why he sent everyone out of the hall.

He took the ointment, slowly approached the dragon bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

The close contact made his heart tremble even more.

Xie Zhengyi’s heart became depressed. It was obvious that those eyes that made him feel strange were tightly closed at this moment, but he felt even worse now.

The strange thoughts that he had been able to withstand before finally became active again at the first sight of this person when he returned to Taiji Hall, and it even seemed to intensified.

Xie Zhengyi stretched out his hand and slowly touched Bai Chen’s cheek, then retracted again in a difficult position.

He, what exactly is going on with him?

Could it be that the little emperor gave him a Gu?

Otherwise, why would he want the little emperor over and over again, seeing him unconscious, his heart throbbed with distress, can’t wish to hit himself to death for what he did before?

Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes tightly, restrained his urge to hold the little emperor in his arms, restraining his strange self-blame, opened the ointment, and carefully spread it evenly on Bai Chen’s neck. Then he hurried out of Taiji Hall and left the palace.

Before leaving the palace, Xie Zhengyi didn’t know what he was thinking, he told Bi Luo to sent someone to inform him when the little emperor woke up.

No one knows, inside that calm appearance was a flustered heart.
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Bai Chen woke up from hunger.

He opened his eyes and saw nothing but darkness, and it was so quiet that a needle drop could be heard.

After a while, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Bai Chen could gradually see the outline of some things around him.

This is a room. He seems to be lying on a large wooden bed, the quilt on his body is soft and light, with a faint woody aroma, which helps people relax.

Bai Chen: [System, where am I?]

The system is a little nervous: [Little master, are you awake?]

Bai Chen nodded, sat up in bed, and subconsciously touched his neck. With this touch, Bai Chen remembered when he first crossed over, he was strangled by that man until he fainted.

He pursed his mouth subconsciously, and then touched the bed. It was cool around him, only his body temperature, that man was not here.

Bai Chen lowered his head, pulled up his knees, his hands reached out and hugged it, his whole body curled into a ball, giving out the aura of, I am unhappy, I need to be coaxed.

This makes the system feel distressed to death.

The system asked cautiously: [Little master, do you remember it all?]

[Hmm.]

Bai Chen responded softly to the system, did not want to continue to speak, he was now both sad and angry.

The system, in consideration, took all the mistakes to itself, and said: [It’s all my fault. I didn’t figure out the timeline, so I sent the little master over and let the little master be wronged.]

Bai Chen remained silent.

The system panicked even more: [Little master, don’t cry.]

Bai Chen buried his head on his knees, sob, his flat mouth, [I didn’t cry. He is the bad guy.]

He obviously recognized him, and let go, as a result he strangled him again.

His neck was held, it was so painful he couldn’t breath, he even shed tears in pain.

[Big bad guy, big bad guy.]

Bai Chen bit his lip and scolded.

This makes the system feel bad, and at the same time it blames itself more. Why did he send the little master to this point in time?

Bai Chen said angrily: [I will ignore him.]

Listening to Bai Chen, the system was at a loss, but now the most important thing is to comfort the little master and don’t let him cry.

So the system echoed with its own little heart and said: [He is a big big guy, a super bad guy, we will ignore him.]

Bai Chen still felt sad.

He was so sad, but he was not by his side. Thinking about this, Bai Chen became even more angry and sad.

No matter how comforting the system is, it still can’t comfort him, the system becomes anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, it had an idea, [Little master, let’s take a look at the mission information of this world first.]

Since comfort doesn’t work, then divert attention.

When Bai Chen heard it, he was quiet for a while before he said: [Pass it to me.]

Sure enough, this method is still useful.

The system heaved a sigh of relief, and then transmitted the world’s information to Bai Chen at the fastest speed.

In this world, Bai Chen’s identity is the little emperor of DaYan country, who has just succeeded the throne for three years, named Xuanyuan Yan.

Although Xuanyuan Yan was the emperor, getting to enjoy the luxurious life of an emperor, he had no real power in his hands. His only role is to be a decoration for the people of the country so as to comfort the people’s hearts.

But it wasn’t like this at the beginning, Xuanyuan Yan still had a lot of power when he first inherited the throne, it just that he had lost the imperial power in his hand.