After Liu Dequan finished speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth.

He stammered at the emperor: "Slave, aren't slave talking too much?"

Zhao Yuan said: "Go out."

"Okay!" Liu Dequan ran away immediately.

Yun Dai looked at Zhao Yuan: "Are you... injured?"

"No, just a little old injury, it's been cured long ago." Zhao Yuan slowly drank the soup with a spoon, "Liu Dequan was so whispering, the queen didn't have to pay attention to it."

"Old injuries? When did the old injuries?" Yun Dai asked.

In her impression, the last time Zhao Yuan was injured was the one before Yan'er entered the palace, and he was whipped by the late emperor. The injury was not serious and healed not long after.

Liu Dequan can't say that long ago.

Zhao Yuan said without much care: "A little injury left by King Cheng during his rebellion."

"Are you injured at that time?" Yun Dai was shocked, "Where is the injury? Show me."

"It's already done, what else can I see?" Zhao Yuan said coldly.

"How long has it been since King Cheng rebelled? I heard Liu Dequan meant that it was enough to delay until now. How bad is it?" Yun Dai didn't believe him. Putting down the bun, he must look at his injuries.

Zhao Yuan refused if he didn't want her to see it.

"Sit down and don't move, show me a look." Yun Dai stood up and pressed his shoulder. "If you don't show it to me, you won't be able to eat today's food."

"Are you sure you want to see?"

"nature."

"Okay." Zhao Yuan put down the spoon, stood up, and began to untie his belt.

Yun Dai subconsciously looked away.

Zhao Yuan glanced at her, calmly pulled out the brocade belt, put it on the chair, and then untied the strap on the brocade robe.

The room was very warm. He took off his brocade robe and exposed the white middle robe inside. He did not stop and continued to untie the belt of the middle robe.

"What, I dare not look at it now?" Zhao Yuan looked at her with a smile.

"The emperor continue." Yun Dai raised his head and looked directly at him.

Zhao Yuan pulled off his middle clothes casually.

He has a very good figure, slender and well-proportioned muscles.

A scar four or five inches long on the waist is eye-catching.

Yun Dai's eyes narrowed slightly and he walked closer to see.

This scar is not flat, from one to the size of an adult man’s palm.

According to Yun Dai's experience, the wound should not be well cared for, which leads to ulceration, recurrence and other conditions, and the wound becomes more serious.

Yun Dai raised his hand and touched it gently, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

"If it still hurts now, I probably don't need to keep those imperial doctors anymore." Zhao Yuan wanted to put on his clothes immediately, but he looked at her fingertips that fell on him, but he was not wearing them.

A layer of shallow particles appeared on his skin.

Yun Dai quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Put on your clothes quickly and don't catch a cold."

Zhao Yuan stood still and said, "Empress, I will not let you down when I serve my clothes, right?"

"...Of course not." Yun Dai picked up the clothes and put them on him.

After putting on his clothes, Zhao Yuan sat back to the table and said, "Now you are satisfied, can you continue to eat?"

Yun Dai sat opposite him and said, "The emperor is not going to tell me what's going on?"

"When King Cheng rebelled, there was chaos, and many people died, so it was normal for him to be injured." Zhao Yuan said.

"Why don't you tell me?" Yun Dai stared into his eyes.
Chapter completed!