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Chapter 552: Your Highness is a very handsome man, but Your Majesty is still charming too (8)

Chapter 552: Your Highness is a very handsome man, but Your Majesty is still charming (8)

"Did he hit you?" Shen Zuixue's face changed and worry rose in her heart.

He could guess that the emperor would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be so angry. Isn't this Crown Prince his only son?

Yan Sui nodded aggrievedly and sat on Shen Zuixue's lap naturally. "Father didn't want us to be together, so he punched me. Feel it, it still hurts now."

Yan Sui took Shen Zuixue's hand and tore open his clothes. In addition to the large red mark, there was indeed a purple mark on his chest.

Shen Zuixue: ...

Yan Sui had fair skin, so the bruises were particularly noticeable, causing Shen Zuixue to frown unconsciously.

Yan Sui looked at Shen Zuixue's expression with satisfaction, believing that this way his Ah Xue would like that old guy even less.

"How about Holy Son, apply medicine to me?" Yan Sui grabbed Shen Zuixue's hand and placed it on his chest. His eyes moved, and it didn't look like he was looking for someone to apply medicine. Instead, it looked like he wanted to do something that couldn't be written.

"Get up first, I'll go get the medicine." Shen Zuixue pushed him.

"No need. I have some here." Yan Sui sat still, took out the medicine for bruises and injuries that he had prepared long ago from his sleeve, and handed it to Shen Zuixue.

As soon as Shen Zuixue took the medicine box, she saw the bright and polite Crown Prince blushing and whispering, "Do you want me to lie on the table?"

"Ahem." Shen Zuixue couldn't help but started coughing. Yan Sui not only didn't stop, but continued, "If the Holy Son wants to do something else, this palace can do that, too."

"Your Highness." Shen Zuixue had a blank expression on her face. "The soundproofing here isn't that good."

And his sister lives next door.

Yan Sui's face froze, and he finally behaved himself.

Shen Zuixue opened the medicine box and found that it was indeed the best ointment for bruises and sprains. She scooped out a piece of ointment with her slender fingers and applied it to the injured area of ​​Yan Sui.

The temperature was low at night, and soon a group of tiny bumps appeared on Yan Sui's exposed skin. Because the wound was on his chest, when Shen Zuixue lowered her head, she inevitably saw the red plum blossom trembling and standing up.

Shen Zuixue silently looked away and applied medicine on her red ears.

The rumors were indeed not credible. People said that people from the Central Plains were introverted and conservative, but he thought that these people from the Central Plains were very bold and open!

The ointment was applied to the wound. It felt cool at first, but as Shen Zuixue rubbed the ointment, the wound began to feel warm.

Shen Zuixue's long and curly eyelashes were particularly beautiful in the dim candlelight, like the butterfly he caught in the imperial garden when he was a child.

It's just that he never really caught a butterfly when he was young...

"Ash."

"Hmm?" Shen Zuixue responded subconsciously. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Yan Sui grabbed her wrist.

"Axue, I like you and you like me, we will always be together, right?"

When he thought of Yan Chen, a dark color secretly grew in Yan Sui's eyes.

What different bodies but the same soul? He doesn't allow anyone to share his lover!

"Your Highness." Shen Zuixue paused, then suddenly raised her hand and lifted Yan Sui's chin.

With the beauty in his arms, she looked up at him with her beautiful eyes full of water, but Shen Zuixue's face remained calm.

"Are you very hostile towards the emperor?" Shen Zuixue tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

Yan Sui shook his head, looking innocent, "I don't have any."

Shen Zuixue chuckled and drew circles on his chest with her fingertips, "How did your Highness get injured?"

Yan Sui was a little embarrassed. She didn't expect that he could see it.

But he couldn't be honest. What if he told people about this weird thing and scared them away?

"Although the injuries on my body were not caused by him, it doesn't mean that he didn't bully me..."

Yan Sui hooked Shen Zuixue's hand and began to complain.

On the other side, Yan Chen, who was stabbed in the back, was still diligently interrogating the assassin.

The blue brick floor in the cell was damp and sticky, with layer upon layer of winding dark red blood on it. The candlelight made a "beeping" sound from time to time, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt flesh rolled in the cell.

The hem of the black dragon robe swept across the pool of solidified blood, and the dragon claws embroidered with gold thread just pressed on the bloody teeth that the assassin had just spat out.

Yan Chen waved his hand, and the jailer stood aside with his head down. The whip in his hand was covered with blood and flesh, and the branding iron in the brazier on the other side was sizzling.

The assassin on the rack no longer looked like a human being. His chest and abdomen were covered in bloodstains and some blackened marks. Ten iron nails were deeply embedded in his fingers. With every weak breath he took, blood dripped onto the ground, forming a large pool of blood.

Yan Chen picked up the red-hot iron and stood in front of the assassin. The dim candlelight shining on his face made him look extremely dangerous.

"Say or not?"

The assassin was silent, his body shaking like a sieve.

Yan Chen was not angry. He threw the branding iron back into the brazier, turned around and sat on the only chair in the cell.

"Change to water torture." These three light words made the assassin tremble even more violently. The jailer quickly asked someone to carry a wooden barrel over.

Ice water mixed with salt grains was poured into the nasal cavity, and the limbs with blood marks from the iron chains struggled violently.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't want to say it now, you don't have to say it anymore." Yan Chen looked at him coldly.

"I, I'll tell you..." The assassin couldn't hold on any longer and revealed the person behind him with difficulty.

"…Your Majesty, I have already said it all, you…"

"Drag him away and deal with him." Yan Chen waved his hand without even looking at the assassin's wide-open eyes, his expression extremely gloomy.

Although he doesn't like this identity and doesn't like the responsibilities he has to bear since birth, he still has some feelings for Da Mo.

Seeing that the envoys from several tribes each had their own little thoughts, he was at most a little annoyed, but after all, the environments of these tribes were different, so he didn't think of forcing them to annex.

But Japan is different from them. The former is their own country, while the latter is an enemy country.

Family members can give the other party a chance to regret, but outsiders cannot.

"They've gone too far. They actually want to take over my Great Mo kingdom. They don't even look at such a small country like theirs. Aren't they afraid of starving to death?" Tiandao was filled with indignation.

"Since they dare to come, we must be prepared to be retaliated against."

Yan Chen sneered. He was just tired of fighting, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t fight anymore. He would definitely swallow up Japan!

"Your Majesty, do you want to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" When Xu Fengnian saw Yan Chen coming out of the cell with a gloomy face, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly bent down to ask for instructions.

Yan Chen paused while wiping his hands, "No, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Now go back to the bedroom. I need to take a bath and change clothes."

The Japanese envoy will not arrive for a few days. He will discuss countermeasures with Yan Sui tomorrow. He has more important things to do today.

"Yes." Xu Fengnian immediately asked someone to prepare hot water, and then hurriedly caught up with Yan Chen.

It's strange. Your Majesty, there is no blood on your body. Why is he bathing and changing clothes at this time?