Rebirth of the Tyrant's Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce

Chapter 23

But this Jade ointment was exactly what those women in the harem have been going crazy over! The palace only gives out three bottles of Jade Ointment per year. Even if it's not used for scars, a simple application can make the skin radiant. It was unprecedented two of this year's bottles of Jade ointment would end up in Gong Yi Mo's hands. No one else has ever been spoiled this much.

Naturally, Gong Yi Mo knew of Gong Jue's discontent. So she brought him to her room and explained, "Of course I'm aware that the medicine has no use for me. That's why I'm giving this to you!"

After hearing her words, Gong Jue who was secretly sulking suddenly looked up in surprise. He stared at Gong Yi Mo as she carefully pulled him to the bedroom. It turns out Big Sister Gong has been thinking of him all along! At this time Gong Jue sat down on the bed, leaving only the two of them within the room. It seems like such a long time since they've last enjoyed a quiet solitude together. Gong Jue had missed those days.

"Well take off your clothes! I'll be giving you medicine!" Gong Yi Mo stood at the edge of the bed and stared seriously at Gong Jue. "Don't think that I don't know that your wounds haven't been handled well. You haven't completely healed yet! Look at how pale your face is, and it even seems that you've lost weight!"

She was truly upset; the child was already growing so well and becoming so cute, how was he neglected?

Seeing his sister's concern for him, Gong Jue didn't know why, but he couldn't help but feel restless. When Gong Yi Mo had suffered deep injuries to protect his life, there seemed to have been a qualitative change in his heart....

In the past, he often relied on Sister Gong so that he could stay close to her. But now that she stood a short distance from him, he felt inwardly nervous and his heart began to beat rapidly.

As Gong Yi Mo drew nearer, Gong Jue couldn't help but step back. "Sister Gong, I can go back and have other servants apply my medicine."

Gong Yi Mo frowned impatiently, "I feel uneasy leaving you to the harem's servants, knowing the ill intent that they have for you. You'd better listen to me-don't make me use force on you!"

Although she was skilled, she could not necessarily beat him since he too had broken through the third layer of the Wind and Nature art. But Gong Jue was still obedient towards his elder sister; he removed his outer layer and set it aside, leaving only his white inner shirt.

The prince's eyes were aloof and his handsome eyebrows were sharp, giving a slight semblance to his future stunning elegance. At this time he lowered his gaze, exposing his long lashes; his profile was simply exquisite.

Gong Yi Mo enjoyed the feast for her eyes as she continued to watch Gong Jue undress. Soon, his back was fully exposed, revealing a bloody gauze that damaged his beauty. Gong Yi Mo seriously examined the wound and slowly moved to cut open the gauze, until finally a festered wound appeared before her eyes. Seeing his unhealed scars, her eyes flashed with distress.

She had raised this child carefully, but now he was hurt by others! He was so small and his shoulders were thin from neglect!

She couldn't imagine how hard it must have been for him to force his way into the inner palace, just to beg the emperor to save her. It was clear to Gong Yi Mo that if Gong Jue had not arrived in such a timely manner, she would have ended her third life in the Cold Palace.

Gong Yi Mo's hand was cool to the touch; as her cold fingers lightly brushed against his shoulders, he couldn't help but feel itchy.

Gong Jue's face turned bright red as he tried to suppress his impulse. But in his heart, he understood that how he felt about her was not the same as how she feels for him.

He didn't know why sister Gong seemed to treat him-not as a brother who was a year younger than her-but more like a child of a younger generation. With her motherlydemeanor, she never seemed to care about the skinship between their different genders. But he....

...he cares.

A trace of his mind had an unknown feeling; he didn't quite understand what it was, but now he was becoming aware that it must be related to Sister Gong. Because in his world, the most important being was her.

As the medicine was carefully applied, Gong Yi Mo remained silent; she seemed very unhappy. Perhaps it was because she hated those who harmed him, but the more likely reason was because she was angry at herself for not being able to protect him. She frowned in displeasure, but her pouting only made her look cute and lovely. Gong Jue secretly laughed, "Sister Gong, earlier our father Emperor praised my insights, saying they were unique and far reaching."

"Ah."

Gong Yi Mo thought that such a response was normal; she indeed raised the child to be unique.

At this time, Gong Yi Mo had him turn around and started applying the ointment to his chest. Her breath drew near! Gong Jue couldn't help but hold his breath and look away as Gong Yi silently continued.