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Live in harmony

  Live in harmony

  Crazy King's Mansion

  He held Blue Maple tightly in his arms, originally still full of anger, but it was on this road back from outside the city that his anger completely disappeared, staring at the little person sleeping soundly in his embrace, with an unprecedented tenderness in his heart.

  It hurts more in my heart than if I were hurt myself...

  Lan Ya's face was as pale as paper, and she leaned quietly against his chest. At this moment, she looked very small and weak, quite different from the person who had been arguing with him every day.

  "What am I supposed to do with you?" Yu Ye sighed softly, with a hint of anger still lingering, but the rest was just endless doting and tender affection.

  Carefully putting her on the bed, staring at the wounds all over her body, he had a murderous impulse, gently removing the clothes from her body.

  "Uh." His clothes were almost stuck to his skin, and even if he moved gently, it would still hurt.

  Lanya's low hum made Zhu Ye's hand movement pause, and he even dared not to make another move, fearing that he would hurt her.

  "Damn it, that madwoman! I, the king, will make sure she doesn't have a peaceful day in all of Guanyang!" Zhu Ye cursed wildly, feeling anxious, yet not daring to grab her clothes again.

  Never had he been so helpless!

  Pausing for a moment, as if making up her mind, she didn't take off her clothes, and the wound couldn't be treated, it would get inflamed. Her fingers lifted again to tear at her clothes.

  More cautious than last time, Lan Ya's forehead was beading with cold sweat, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she felt his caution and cooperated without making a painful sound.

  Took off all clothes, let out a deep breath, wiped with hands, and surprisingly found sweat on forehead caused by tension...

  Lany's body was covered in whip wounds, the lashes had penetrated to the bone. His eyes were fixed tightly on her, and suddenly he noticed that some of the wounds on her body were strange. He lowered his head for a closer look, those wounds were very deep.

  But her wounds were all pale and bloodless, without a single trace of bleeding.

  Even he was shocked by this scene, having fought on many battlefields for years, never seeing anyone injured without bleeding.

  "Go get the doctor." The wild and fierce voice became urgent.

  The dark guard outside the door had been standing there since just now, and he had never seen the king so gentle before. He understood in his heart, and upon hearing this, he turned around and disappeared at the door.

  Jin Ye helped Lan Ya put on the clothes from the closet, his eyes gleaming with a faint light as he took in her pale skin, it seemed like there was no blood flowing through her veins...

  "See the king." The doctor entered with a medicine box on his back.

  Jian Ye Kuang Ming helped Lan Ya fasten the last button, stood up and said: "Why is there no blood on your body!"

  No blood? The doctor was shocked and looked at the bed, when he saw Lan Ya, his heart sank. Oh no, it's Concubine Lan again, her life can't take this kind of torture!

  "What are you staring at? Can't you help her?" Chuyu Kōmei shot him a cold glance.

  "Yes." The doctor came back to his senses and both of them hurried forward.

  Her hands were pale, and there were several whip marks on her palms. The doctor examined them and found that the deep parts of the whip marks did not have a single trace of blood, they were so pale that it made people's scalps feel numb.

  Although shocked, she was pale but her pulse was normal. These were just severe external injuries, and the crisis did not threaten her life.

  "What's going on?" Zhuo Ye was somewhat impatient.

  The imperial physician let go of her pulse and turned to carefully examine her wound: "Reporting back to Your Highness, her pulse is normal and there's no danger to her life. However, she has lost all color... this one point... your humble servant is incompetent..."

  "What's the use of keeping you useless doctors around!" A single sentence from him was enough to shoo them away, for in the mad king's palace, there was no room for the incompetent!

  The imperial physician trembled with fear and hastily knelt on the ground: "Your Highness... The body of the princess is different from that of ordinary people, so I am unable to grasp..."

  "Is there a difference?" The wild and crazy eyes half-narrowed upwards.

  "Yes, the imperial concubine's physique can dissolve medicine. Last time when she had a high fever, it was clear that she was different from normal people. Her pulse, body temperature and condition were all unpredictable." The doctor spoke out his discovery.

  Last time he had some discovery, with doubts in his heart, thinking it was because of his own lack of skill. In the past few days, he reviewed all medical records and found no symptoms like those of Consort Ye.

  How much did he know in his heart, the last time her symptoms were vividly before his eyes, indeed different from ordinary people. He stared deeply at the woman who was sleeping soundly, how many mysteries was she hiding, waiting for him to explore?

  "Prescribe a dose of sleeping pills for her." Dr. Ye said coldly, without any hesitation.

  "Yes." The doctor nodded timidly and let out a sigh of relief, his life was spared.

  The medicine was administered, and Ye Miao personally decocted the medicine, giving it to Lan Ya to drink. Her injuries were severe, and when she woke up, she would be in even more pain.

  After taking the medicine, he carefully undressed her and helped her treat the wounds on her body. The dragon horn ointment was the best wound medicine in the world, and her wounds would heal in three days, and the pain would fade away.

  Early morning.

  The sunlight shines through the window into the room. After passing the New Year, the temperature has risen a bit, and all the snow outside has melted.

  Lan Ya slept for three days, and during these three days, Zhu Ye's meticulous care helped her recover quickly from her injuries. The wounds on her body healed rapidly, and the color of her blood improved slightly. Initially, the blood in her veins was a dark purple-red color, but it soon returned to its normal hue.

  Lanya in a dream, eyelashes slightly moved, it's a sign of waking up.

  She slowly opened her eyes, the familiar big bed, her fingers moved and touched a man's body. She withdrew her hand, and the face that entered her line of sight was a handsome face with a wild and crazy look.

  Blue Ya's mind flashed with some scenes, lowered her head to look at her own body, and was surprised to find that the wound had healed. There was no pain as she had imagined, but instead felt a lot lighter.

  She carefully propped herself up, as if afraid of startling the wild and dark, stretched out her hand to observe carefully, put it between her nose and sniffed, a very light fragrance, she couldn't tell what kind of medicine it was.

  With doubts in her mind, she turned around and was about to get out of bed when a hand reached out from behind and pulled her back.

  Lan Ya fell back into Zhu Ye's arms with a thud.

  "Little thing, wanting to escape as soon as you wake up?" The voice was low and hoarse with sleep.

  "Go away..." Lan Ya's voice was also hoarse, having gone several days without drinking, making her throat very dry.

  He suddenly reached out and scooped her up, sitting her on his lap, his lips curled up, and the next second, landed on her face, his voice soft: "Let's make up."

  Lan Ya, who was originally about to get angry, was stunned upon hearing this and stared at Zhuo Ye in incredulity...

  How are you?

  Are they on good terms?

  It's as if it were a joke, what kind of relationship did she and he have that he wouldn't be clear about?

  He thought she was sulking at him?

  Or is he just playing house with her like a child, and everything can be wiped out with a single apology?

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