Qian Xiuwen took Qian Zhixuan to the old imperial doctor to see the injury, and when she heard that the old imperial doctor said that it was a skin injury, she breathed a sigh of relief, and after taking some medicine and wine to treat bruises, she took Qian Zhixuan back to Qian Zhixuan's room.

When Qian Xiuwen was rubbing the medicinal wine for Qianzhixuan, Qianzhixuan woke up. He saw that his coat had been removed, and Qian Xiuwen was rubbing medicine for his naked upper body, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed, and his body shrank back. Under this shrinkage, the place on his back that was kicked by Qianao happened to be touched, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Qian Xiuwen put down the medicine bottle and said angrily: "What's wrong with you today? Why do you always do something inexplicably!"

Qian Zhixuan was speechless, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "Am I strange...... It's the royal sister who doesn't know that she has grown up......"

Thinking of this, Qian Zhixuan smiled and said, "Imperial sister, I'm fine, I'll wipe the medicine and wine myself." ”

Qian Xiuwen sulked, and handed the medicinal wine to Qian Zhixuan without saying a word.

At this moment, Qian Zhixuan and Qian Xiuwen didn't know that Qian Ao's bright eyes were watching the two of them closely outside the house. Seeing that the two were so close, Qian Ao was like a treasure, and said in his heart: "Looking at the intimate behavior of the little royal sister and this kid, there will be no ...... between them."

Qianao knows very well that with Emperor Qian's love for Qianxiuwen, if he knew that the relationship between Qianxiuwen and Qianzhixuan was illegitimate, he was afraid that he would tear Qianzhixuan alive and eat it, and he would not be able to relieve his hatred!

Thinking of this, Qian Ao was afraid that Qian Zhixuan would die too easily, so he monitored the two of them even harder at the moment, and grasped every detail to add fuel to the weaving plot in his heart......

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qian Zhixuan went to the dining hall to have dinner, then returned to the dilapidated house and lit an oil lamp.

Every time he was punished, Qian Zhixuan would be placed in this room, and most of the five years he returned to the palace were spent in this room. Qian Zhixuan is also used to this.

Qianzhixuan sat down and began to quietly recall the competition with Qianao in the afternoon.

Qian Zhixuan now realized that something was wrong with him, he hated Qian Ao very much in his heart, but it was definitely not to the extent of wanting to take Qian Ao's life, but at the moment of the afternoon competition, he only wanted to kill Qian Ao, and even when he had such thoughts, his heart was actually a refreshing and bloodthirsty excitement.

At that time, if it wasn't for the slight recovery of his sanity, Qianao's head would definitely be cut off, once this happened, not only his days in the palace would have come to an end, but I was afraid that even his life would have to be taken in.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhixuan couldn't help but be afraid, and secretly told himself not to be so impulsive in the future. At the same time, I hope that Emperor Qiandi will not find out that the "Flying Shadow Sword" he cast is not the means of the Great Qian Imperial Family.

After thinking about it, Qian Zhixuan said to himself: "No matter, if my father asks, I will not admit it." After having an idea, Qian Zhixuan's heart finally settled down and felt a little more relaxed.

At this time, snow fell in the sky again, and Qian Zhixuan felt a trace of coldness, so he got up and closed the window.

Qian Zhixuan walked to the head of the bed, put on the winter clothes given by Qian Xiuwen, and moved his body slightly.

As his body gradually warmed up, Qian Zhixuan stroked the material of the winter coat and thought: "This winter coat is quite warm, and the imperial sister is really careful...... I don't know if the royal sister will come today? I've eaten two meals today, so the royal sister shouldn't come, right?"

Maybe out of habit, Qian Zhixuan still hoped that Qian Xiuwen would come. Even if Qian Xiuwen didn't bring food, Qian Zhixuan wanted to chat with Qian Xiuwen or something.

Unconsciously, it was already dark, Qian Zhixuan looked out the window, a little disappointed, and thought, "It's been an hour since the time when the imperial sister usually came...... It seems that the royal sister will not come......"

After sitting for a while, Qian Zhixuan got up, intending to blow out the oil lamp and sleep. At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the roof. Qian Zhixuan became alert and listened carefully.

I only heard the voice go high and low for a while, and suddenly, the voice turned into a creepy shrill laugh. The laughter chuckled for a while, then turned into a half-dead shrill voice, "Give me my life...... Give me back my life......" said the back, gradually lowered, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Qian Zhixuan has never believed in ghosts and gods, and when he heard the movement and sound of the roof, he couldn't help but say in his heart: "It must be that Qian's arrogance and hatred of me made him ugly, so he deliberately sent someone to pretend to be a ghost and scare me!"

Although Qian Zhixuan reminded himself not to be impulsive before, but this time it was Qian Ao who came to the door by himself, so he was unceremonious, gathered Yuan Li, and performed the Yuan Force martial art of "Wind Sword Technique" taught by a mysterious person, and slashed towards the place where there was movement on the roof.

Click!

The roof tiles and rafters snapped, and a red figure fell down with the broken tiles.

Qian Zhixuan was about to go up and clean up the person who was pretending to be a ghost, but he heard a painful cry: "Oops!

"You...... Imperial Sister!"

Qian Zhixuan looked at Qian Xiuwen, who was sitting on the ground in the broken tiles, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while. He went up and helped Qian Xiuwen up, "Imperial sister, what are you doing here?"

Qian Xiuwen groaned a few times, and said angrily: "Little Emperor Brother, your house is too broken!

Qian Zhixuan sweated, knowing that Qian Xiuwen didn't know that he had used the "Wind Sword Technique" to cut the roof, so he hurriedly pushed the boat down the river and said: "Yes! Yes, the roof is very dangerous, and the imperial sister should not run to it." ”

Qian Xiuwen felt that he was really unlucky, sighed with a bitter face, and then asked Qian Zhixuan with a smile: "Little Emperor Brother, did you scare you just now?"

Qian Zhixuan knew what Qian Xiuwen was referring to, and said with a frightened look: "Yes! I was scared to death just now! I thought it was a ghost, so I was so scared that I hid in the quilt and shivered!"

Qian Zhixuan acted realistically, Qian Xiuwen didn't know if it was fake, and laughed coquettishly.

Qian Zhixuan was happy when he saw that Qian Xiuwen was happy, and he was also happy, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said, "Imperial sister, it's cool underground, get up quickly." ”

Qian Xiuwen said "um", grabbed Qian Zhixuan's hand and got up, his body was halfway up, and he suddenly felt a pain in his ankle, and couldn't help shouting in pain: "Oops!

At this time, Qian Zhixuan was nervous, and he couldn't take care of much, so he hugged Qian Xiuwen to his bed.

Qian Zhixuan took off Qian Xiuwen's shoes, rolled up the trousers at Qian Xiuwen's ankles, and saw that Qian Xiuwen's snow-white ankles had been bruised and swollen. Qian Zhixuan tentatively touched it with his hand, and when his fingers touched the swollen and sore area, Qian Xiuwen shouted out in pain.

"Imperial sister, you won't be able to get out of bed for half a month......"

Qian Zhixuan spread his hands helplessly.