This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Song Chunjing couldn't help taking half a step back, avoiding the knife on the ground, clasping his hands tightly on the medicine box, trembling slightly.

He knew very well that this person knew how to kill for him.

Wu Da immediately covered the mouth of the person on the ground and lifted him to his hand, dragging him downstairs.

Deep bloodstains were left in the narrow and bright corridor, extending all the way to the stairs.

It's already night.

The inn, thousands of miles away from Beijing, finally calmed down, facing the dark scene outside.

Surrounded by needles falling to the ground, only the sound of the two of them breathing lightly.

Li Chen exhaled and stared at him with lowered eyebrows.

Song Chunjing still had that look of indifference to the world, standing there quietly, the orange light shining on his face and neck, making him look extremely innocent, more gentle and harmless than usual.

Li Chen stretched out his hand suddenly, he unconsciously stepped back, and that hand stopped on the spot.

Li Chen put down his hand, and turned to lift up the cloak that was as dark as the night. The embroidery on it was exquisite and elegant, and when he rubbed his fingers, he could clearly feel the direction of the lines.

He raised his eyelids to take a look at his glowing skin and the deep dimple at the end of his collarbone, and finally understood why this person was being molested for no reason.

Song Chunjing looked at his casual movements and still didn't dare to be careless, and stared at him warily.

Li Chen smiled when he saw his expression, "Don't be afraid."

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then his lips parted as soon as they were touched. He pulled the line of his lips apart and asked, "I came here just to ask, why are you running?"

The voice was lower and hoarse than usual, with the chill of the night.

Song Chunjing lowered his head, blinked after a while, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry..." Li Chen took the words and read it on the tip of his tongue, "I haven't seen you for a day, will Master Song, the Imperial Physician of Song, still say these three words?"

Song Chunjing was speechless for a while, Li Chen said, "Let me guess."

"You have only been to the general's mansion recently, and you are going to the northwest today, and you have kept a secret, trying your best to plan your way, in order to avoid me, so that I don't let me catch up with you?" He looked at him under the light. Wan Wan's eyes were warm orange, and she felt chest tightness for a moment, so she turned her head and took a slow breath, "Since you thought I would come after you, why don't you just tell me what I'm going to do?"

Song Chunjing stood with his eyes downcast, without answering a word.

Li Chen's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he continued to ask: "Is the housekeeper of the General's Mansion begging you to find Shen Huan?"

Song Chunjing was still silent, whether he wanted to speak or didn't want to speak at all.

Li Chen waited patiently.

The two stood facing each other, the saber under their feet was stained with dust and blood, reflecting the winding lights.

"Is it fun?" Li Chen stared at him, a little wanting to tear off the unchanging mask on his face: "You walked the prince for a day, no, he is the emperor now."

Song Chunjing finally moved, his eyelids stretched and his eyelashes stopped under his eyebrows.

He found that he was really angry, and if he didn't speak at this time, it might cause stronger anger. Song Chunjing thought for a moment, and said cautiously: "No."

After waiting for a while, two words came.

Li Chen almost laughed angrily, he tried his best to restrain himself, and gritted his teeth, "... Let me ask you again, why did you suddenly go to find Chen Huan? Did you hear what others said?"

"Is it the butler?" he asked.

Song Chunjing thought of He Sixing's face full of tears and fear in his eyes, that drenched face gradually merged with Shen Huan, reminding him of the day when Shen Huan became a teacher.

The general... the general is gone.

"You just need to answer yes or no," Li Chen stared at him closely, not letting go of a trace of expression, "It's okay to nod and shake your head."

Then Song Chunjing didn't blink his eyes, he could only see that he was thinking about it, or even hesitating, other than that, there was no unnecessary expression.

Another moment of silence.

After a while, Li Chen's shoulders loosened, and he let out a hot breath.

"Don't say anything, okay," he nodded, even at this critical moment, he even twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a plausible smile, although it looked very scary.

"Okay," he looked at him quietly, two "yes" in a row, and then his voice suddenly dropped: "Then I'm leaving."

The clothes that fit the body shape are well-cut and well-fitting, and the muscular shoulders are even curved during the action, which is strong and imposing.

The slender legs took a step forward, so that the hem kept flying around, and the inconspicuous dark pattern on the corner of the clothes was embroidered with a sleeping tiger, like a powerful giant sleeping in the abyss, it might wake up in the next moment.

Li Chen turned and went downstairs, the hem of his clothes sank, and he kept patting his legs lightly.

He really wants to go.

Wu Da watched him walk down, then glanced at Song Chunjing who was standing upstairs, scratched his head at last, and followed the prince out of the inn.

It was still a dark night outside, even the moon was dimly hidden behind the dark clouds.

"...Your Majesty, shall we leave now?" Wu Da asked. He glanced at the direction of the inn again and found that Song Chunjing was no longer there. Will you go back to Beijing tomorrow?"

Li Chen turned over and sank like water, forgetting to glance at the sky and night.

"Let's go." He uttered a word coldly, then jumped on his long legs and got on the horse.

Anyone could see that he was in an extremely bad mood at the moment, Wu Da didn't dare to say any more, waved all the guards out of the inn, and followed behind the black horse.

As expected, the black horse was a special offering, and it had been running non-stop for a whole day. When the owner got on the horse, he immediately regained vigor and stretched his long and thick neck like a loose muscle.

Li Chen urged the horse forward, just after taking two or three steps, footsteps sounded behind him, someone exhaled and shouted: "Li Chen!"

This voice carried the breath of dew in the middle of the night, with a somewhat hoarse clarity.

Li Chen tightened his hand, and led the horse to stop on the spot.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Song Chunjing, who was standing under the plaque of the inn with the medicine box on his back. The lights in the inn cast a soft halo around him, making him look a lot more friendly.

The horse moved forward a few steps restlessly, Song Chunjing saw that he was about to leave, and immediately strode towards him.

Because of the sudden sprint, his breath was unstable, his tightly pursed lips were slightly parted, and he was panting slightly short of breath.

"Don't go."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Li Chen's clothes hanging on one side.

This was really beyond imagination, Li Chen never thought that he would chase him out, and immediately stopped on the spot.

"I, I'm going to the northwest, and I'm worried that you will disagree after I tell you." Song Chunjing said to him.

Li Chen never expected that Song Chunjing would explain it to him.

As we got closer, we could finally see the expression on his face. Song Chunjing frowned and stared at him closely, with an anxious expression on his upturned face, as if he was afraid that he would leave just like that.

Li Chen secretly raised his eyebrows, his face still deliberately tense: "What did the housekeeper of the General's Mansion tell you?"

Song Chunjing lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised them again. Li Chen interrupted what he was about to say, "Don't lie to me."

Song Chunjing's opened lips were gently closed, and his eyes were fixed on him.

The horse's hooves kicked, its tail flicked impatiently, and Song Chunjing's medicine box was swept.

He didn't move, still holding Li Chen tightly.

Li Chen's entire face remained motionless, and he took a look at the expression on his face from the corner of his eyes, and found that his brows and eyes were not as distant as before, and his unchanging expression had also changed, with a faint...begging look in his eyes.

beg for mercy?

This is true, he almost fell off his horse in shock.

Song Chunjing just looked at him like that, and shook his head lightly and firmly.

Li Chen saw what he meant, and not only told him not to ask, but also asked him not to pursue it after he returned.

He cleared his throat and urged the horse to take two steps forward.

Song Chunjing's hands were still not loose, and the big joints of his strength were turning blue and white.

But that horse was too powerful, and he couldn't stop the forward force with his own strength. Song Chunjing staggered two steps and almost fell down.

Li Chen subconsciously reached out to help him, grabbing his arm.

He didn't look away until Song Chunjing stabilized his figure, and let go of the hand holding his arm, "...be careful."

Song Chunjing turned to grab the rein, just a palm away from his hand holding the rein: "It's dark, it's not safe, why don't you go back to Beijing tomorrow?"

Li Chen looked at his expression, and then at his hands, only to see that the skin was white and smooth, well maintained, and the shape was slender and beautiful.However, because it is a freshly healed scar, the skin and flesh have become a thin layer, and it seems that the phalanges buried in the joints will break out if they are not careful.

At first glance, it's a little scary.

In Li Chen's heart, there was a gap in his heart, and his face was nailed to the spot without any timidity.

Song Chunjing stared at him with his thin eyelids up, and the flickering lights reflected in his eyes, capturing all the scenes within a square inch.

Li Chen looked at it for a while, let go of the rope as if discouraged, and then squeezed Song Chunjing's hand, "Forget it."

He turned over and got off the horse, took his hand and rubbed it, and turned his head unnaturally, "Forget it, even if he told you something, I won't trouble him."

Song Chunjing stared at him, as if he was distinguishing between the real and the fake. The anger accumulated in Li Chen's heart had been exhausted, leaving only helplessness and impetuousness. He promised, "It's true."

Song Chunjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chen looked at his expression, stretched out his hand without anger, passed through the front of the pitch-black cloak, and twisted his waist.

Song Chunjing stepped back, hesitated to speak: "... Your Majesty, you"

"Why don't you call me by my name?"

"I dare not." Song Chunjing said.

Li Chen sighed, "Just now he was so bold to call me by my name, but now he says he dare not, Imperial Physician Song really turned his face like a book."

Song Chunjing frowned and looked at him.

Li Chen's itching was unbearable, he stepped forward and clung to his ear, and breathed lightly, "You don't need to pursue it, we will see how you behave tonight."

The night grew darker.

The Nuoda Inn didn't hear any noise, and there were occasional one or two sounds accompanied by...they were also fleeting, making people think it was an auditory hallucination for a short time.

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After a long time..., Li Chen put his arms around Song Chunjing, stretched out his hand to untie the belt he was biting in his mouth, "It's not as convenient outside as in the East Palace, you can't shout, you can't shout, you can't enjoy yourself playing."

He originally intended to empty the inn, but most of the tourists had already rested, and it would be laborious to clean it up at this time, and it would be a lot of gossip to spread it.

Wu Da, the battalion commander, and even Song Chunjing stopped him, so he gave up.

But it can stop this, but it can't stop Li Chen from indulging in other places.

Song Chunjing was still worried about his sudden repentance, so he wasn't too harsh, as long as it wasn't too much, most of them were left to him.

The man was already on fire, but now he let out all his brains, and successively unlocked the goldfish pose, buckle pose, one-leg flexion pose, etc., and even coaxed Song Chunjing to set off once when he was excited.

It was very fun to play.

After finally taking a break, the moon outside was slanting to the west, and the wind was calm and the trees were still.

Half of the night has passed, and it will be dawn after another two hours.

Li Chen touched his waist, "Are you happy?"

Song Chunjing: "..."

Li Chen stared at him without blinking, his eyes were filled with warmth from the candlelight, filled with the person in front of him.

Song Chunjing turned his head and looked up at the roof.

Li Chen was still waiting for his answer.

Song Chunjing paused for a moment, opened his mouth lightly, and answered straightforwardly despite being helpless.

"Cool."