Bondage

Chapter 186

Qin Rao and Huai Yu spend the Spring Festival night together in the post station, and Yan Qing is taken outside the room to wait for the two to finish their affairs.

There were murmurs in the room, but Yan Qin waited outside with a blank face.

After hearing the rustling sound of dressing in the room, Huai Fangfang pushed open the door and came out.

"Go and serve the princess to take a bath."

"Yes."

When Yan Qing walked into the room, Qin Rao looked out of the window blankly, and turned her head when she heard the sound.

"Come here and dress the princess."

Qin Rao stood up, revealing blood-red tooth marks all over her body.

Sweeping over the traces with light bloodstains, Yan Qing quickly turned her head away.

"Are you afraid?"

"The slaves dare not."

Qin Rao raised her slender neck and looked at Yan Qin with a half-smile: "Brother said it was a happy thing, but why can't this princess feel it?"

"Have you ever felt it?"

Yan Qing shook her head in panic, making Qin Rao giggle coquettishly.

Before the laughter fell, she suddenly picked up the hairpin that fell from the couch, and stabbed it fiercely into Yan Qing's arm.

"what."

He let out an exclamation, but was quickly pushed back.

Yan Qing bit her lip tightly, not letting herself cry out in pain.

It was not the first day she served Qin Rao, if she reacted strongly to the pain, Qin Rao would strike harder.

She tightened her face, not letting herself show any signs of pain.

"It's boring."

Throwing away the blood-stained hairpin, Qin Rao said, "This princess saw a barbarian slave..."

Seeing Yan Qing's movements paused slightly, she sneered: "This princess remembers that you two are very familiar."

Yan Qing neither dared to answer nor acted.

Qin Rao was in a state of moodiness, if a word did not satisfy her, it would arouse her suspicion, and then there would be a period of torment, ranging from serious injury for a few days, to fearing that she might lose her life in Dongning.

After thinking about it, Yan Qing knelt down with a plop.

Seeing her like this, Qin Rao immediately lost interest, she sat on the couch and raised Yan Qin's chin with her toes.

"The appearance is mediocre, but the delicate and pitiful spirit is a bit worth seeing."

Yan Qing didn't dare to look up, so she could only focus on Qin Rao's instep.

"Go away, go find the barbarian slave, and tell him that the princess doesn't want to leave today, so you find a way to let him stay and leave tomorrow."

"The servant knows."

Enduring the agitation in his heart, Yan Qing gritted his teeth and exited the room.

Thinking of seeing Shen Qianyu soon, her eyes blushed, and she couldn't help crying directly.

When Huai Jue sent her to the Dongning camp, Shen Qianyu was writing a letter to Song Wan.

If he leaves today, he will be able to see Song Wan in the middle of next month sooner. By then, a hundred days will have passed since the empress's funeral, and he can return to Beijing with Wan'er...

With a faint smile on her face, Shen Qianyu tidied up the letter paper and sealed it carefully.

"Your Highness, maidservant Nanqing asks to see you."

Shen Qianyu was thinking about how to hurry on the road and bring back some special food for Wan'er, when he heard this, he couldn't help but frowned and said no.

After a while, Jirong came in and said that the maid's surname was Yan.

"Yan Qin?"

Shen Qianyu raised her eyebrows: "Let her in."

Yan Qing entered the tent, only to see Shen Qianyu fiddled with pen and ink with his head down.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old when he left Nanqing. Although his face was outstanding, it was far less intimidating than it is today.

The Shen Qianyu she used to know was young and immature, although she occasionally showed a bit of gloom and resignation, but she had never had such an aura.

It is true that power supports people.

Looking at Shen Qianyu who is no longer what she used to be, no longer struggling to survive like her, and full of pride, Yan Qin shed tears again.

She was thin and pale, looking at Shen Qianyu's tearful appearance, she was very delicate and pitiful.

Today's Shen Qianyu is no longer the barbarian slave she is familiar with, Yan Qin feels uneasy, holding the hem of her clothes with both hands cautiously and dare not speak.

"why are you crying?"

Shen Qianyu raised his head and saw Yan Qin's eyes were slightly red with tears on his cheeks, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I……"

Na Na made a sound, she seemed to suddenly realize the current identities of the two of them, and hurriedly knelt down again.

"My servant has met Prince Dongning, Prince Wan'an."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qing's hand subconsciously covered the arm that was stabbed by Qin Rao just now.

She frowned slightly, as if struggling with pain.

The palace attire of Nanqing court ladies is indigo blue, embroidered with patterns unique to the Nanqing royal family.Shen Qianyu didn't see her injured before, but now when he moved, he saw that most of the other party's sleeves were covered with blood.

"I'll ask someone to find an imperial doctor to deal with it for you."

"Your Highness doesn't have to do this for slaves."

Yan Qin's face was numb as if he had already accepted his fate, but Shen Qianyu said: "It's better to deal with it."

The accompanying imperial physician was called, someone helped Yan Qing treat the wound, Shen Qianyu sat in front of the desk and did not leave.

Qin Rao was insane, he had long been familiar with it in Nanqing, but he didn't realize that it was any accident that Yan Qin was injured.

"If the girl feels pain, you can tell the old man."

Yan Qing bit her lip, her delicate face showed a little fragility: "The old man can just do it, the servant doesn't feel the pain."

After she finished speaking, she murmured again: "Servant... I'm used to it, it's just a small injury."

Shen Qianyu heard the words and said: "It's true, the pain is slow and blunt after more injuries, you don't have to be soft, the important thing is to stop the wound."

Yan Qin pursed her lips slightly upon hearing this.

Shen Qianyu watched boredly, only felt that the imperial doctor's movements were too slow.

After all, getting old, it took a long time to deal with the wound.

The simple matter of sprinkling some medicinal powder to stop the bleeding is so troublesome for him to deal with.

Yan Qin is not as delicate as Wan'er, so what if she gets stabbed a few times?

Thinking about Song Wan, Shen Qianyu frowned worriedly.

The two had just made up their minds, and he had been out for so long, and Wan'er replied indifferently before, so I don't know if she has become sober these days and no longer likes him?

The more Shen Qianyu thought about it, the more worried he became, and the expression in his eyes gradually darkened.

Yan Qin saw that he was frowning tightly, with obvious worry on his face, and Fang let out a breath slowly.

Fortunately, fortunately, he still has some childhood friendship with her.

Fortunately, her father, Yu Shen Qianyu, has the grace of rebuilding.

Looking at the light and dense scars on her arm, Yan Qing gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

"Girl, don't get wet these few days, so as not to leave scars."

"Thank you sir."

After the imperial doctor saluted and retreated, Shen Qianyu said: "Uncle Yan is with you this time? Is he in good health? Did Qin Zhan and Qin Rao make things difficult for him?"

"Father is in good health, the king and the princess have never made things difficult for father."

Shen Qianyu nodded: "Qin Rao asked you to look for me, is there something wrong?"

Yan Qing bit her lip and said with tears in her eyes: "The princess said she didn't want to leave today, so she asked the slaves to beg His Highness the Crown Prince."

"I wonder if His Royal Highness can postpone it for a day?"

Shen Qianyu frowned: "What's the difference between one day and two days? If she doesn't want to leave today, then she will leave tomorrow. What is there to say?"

He went first today, and Nanqing could catch up tomorrow, I don't know what kind of princess Qin Rao is playing, so I made this trip specially.

Shen Qianyu's tone was disdainful, too lazy to guess what Qin Rao was thinking.

Seeing Shen Qianyu answering his own words, Yan Qin bit his lip and secretly looked at him, secretly happy.