Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Chapter 262: Princess vs. Oiran 27

The room was silent. Hua Shi's hands trembled slightly as he slowly unbuttoned Quan Jiuxi's clothes. His ears involuntarily flushed, and the redness spread to his neck, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

Just now, in his haste, he blurted out "apply medicine..."

Hua Shi secretly glanced at Quan Jiuxi and saw Quan Jiuxi playing with the purse nonchalantly.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but the smile was particularly charming in Hua Shi's eyes.

When his eyes fell on Quan Jiuxi's wound, his eyes turned red and tears welled up in his eyes almost instantly.

My heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock, so oppressive that I could hardly breathe.

His hands trembled even more violently, as if the hand holding the medicine bottle weighed a thousand pounds.

Hua Shi took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and carefully applied medicine to her.

He stretched out his sleeve and gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall, fearing that the tears would accidentally fall on Quan Jiuxi's wound.

He seems to have been so emotionally unstable lately, and his eyes get red so easily.

After Hua Shi applied the medicine, he took out a fan from the side and gently fanned Quan Jiuxi's wound.

The breeze from the fan gently brushed past Quan Jiuxi, and she felt the pain in her wound ease. She turned to look at Hua Shi, put her face on the pillow, and said leisurely, "Hua Shi, I can marry you. Will you be my husband?"

Hua Shi met Quan Jiuxi's burning gaze and knew in her heart that this was true and she really wanted to marry him.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

"Ajiu, thank you, I do."

After Hua Shi finished speaking, he couldn't control his inner excitement and gently kissed Quan Jiuxi on the face.

The kiss was as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet full of deep affection.

Just as she was about to stand up, Quan Jiuxi hugged her neck and kissed her hard on the lips.

Quan Jiuxi's movements were a little anxious.

"Wound." Hua Shi stretched out his arm and carefully pushed Quan Jiuxi, with a hint of worry and anger in his voice.

"Kiss me a few more times and I'll get better soon." Quan Jiuxi said with his head raised, his eyes full of expectation, like a child asking for candy.

"Nonsense, I'm not a medicine." Hua Shi chuckled, his smile full of pampering, but also a bit of helplessness.

"But if you kiss me, I will forget the pain of the wound." Quan Jiuxi said very seriously.

"Really?" Hua Shi asked with some doubt, but a blush appeared on her face.

"I'll sleep at your place tonight, otherwise no one will take care of me."

Quan Jiuxi said this with a hint of coquettishness.

Hua Shi knew in her heart that Quan Jiuxi was being a rogue. The entire Eastern Palace belonged to her, so how could there be no one to take care of her.

But Hua Shi didn't want to leave Quan Jiuxi, so he said, "Then I'll carry you to the bed."

"Okay." Quan Jiuxi responded with a smile and stretched out his arm.

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Inside the imperial palace, the majestic and stately palace is filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices, casting patches of light and shadow on the ground. Quan Shumu was sitting at the imperial desk, processing memorials, her brows furrowed, her eyes focused and sharp.

The female official beside her held her breath and concentrated on grinding ink for him, and the fragrance of ink slowly spread in the air.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Tutor requests an audience." The palace servant at the door announced cautiously, his voice echoing in the empty palace.

When Quan Shumu heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing. The hand holding the pen paused slightly, and the expression on his face instantly became gloomy, like a dark cloud.

When the palace maid saw this, she was so frightened that she fell silent. She knelt on the ground with a plop, lowered her head deeply, and dared not raise it.

Outside the hall, the sun was scorching, and the scorching sun was baking the earth mercilessly.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard were all wilted and listless due to the sun.

Taifu Liang Wen stood alone outside, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face and sighed inwardly.

Who is the empress? How could he not see through her tricks? She framed the princess for her son. It was a good thing that she was not immediately dragged out and beheaded.

But she has no regrets.

Liang Wen thought about it and knelt outside the hall helplessly.

The bluestone bricks on the ground were so hot from the sun that they seemed to burn her knees.

Time seemed to have stopped. After an unknown amount of time, Liang Wen's face became paler and paler, as bloodless as paper.

Her body was shaking, her consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred, and she was about to faint.

"Master Taifu, His Majesty has summoned you." A voice came, like the sound of nature.

Liang Wen's body swayed and he almost collapsed to the ground. The palace servants quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Thank you, sir." Liang Wen said weakly, his voice weak and hoarse.

He took out a bag of silver and handed it to the palace maid. After a while of resistance, the palace maid finally accepted it with a smile. When they reached the door, she respectfully said, "Sir, please come in."

Liang Wen's steps were hesitant, and he was worried. He asked in a low voice, "How is your Majesty feeling today?"

"I ate a few more chopsticks this morning." The palace servant replied in a low voice.

"Okay." Liang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and walked into the hall with heavy steps.

The hall was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, which made people feel a little more relaxed.

As soon as he entered the hall, Liang Wen knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I am guilty."

Quan Shumu stopped writing, and the female official immediately handed her a cup of tea. Quan Shumu took a sip and said slowly, "What's wrong with the Grand Tutor?"

"I shouldn't be disrespectful to the Second Princess... The Second Princess meant well, but I..." Liang Wen lowered his head even more.

"Does your young master like Tang Hua?" There was a hint of scrutiny in Quan Shumu's eyes.

"I've always liked it since I was a child. You know, my son is weak and sickly..."

Liang Wen's face was full of eagerness and sincerity. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead and dripping onto the ground, forming a small wet mark.

"If your son is sick, go find the imperial physician. Is it possible that Tang Hua can cure the disease?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know that my son can only feel better when he secretly meets the Second Princess. I hope Your Majesty can help me."

Quan Shumu narrowed her eyes slightly and tapped the table lightly with her fingers, making a "thump thump" sound, each of which seemed to hit Liang Wen's heart.

"Fulfill your wish? You have committed such a mistake, and you still want me to fulfill your wish?" Quan Shumu's voice was cold.

Liang Wen shuddered and kowtowed quickly: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. I will leave it to Your Majesty to deal with me. I only ask Your Majesty to consider my son's sincerity..."

Quan Shumu remained silent, just looking at Liang Wen quietly. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and make people shudder.