After the woman disguised herself as a man, the doctor became the prince's cinnabar mole

Chapter 1 The Return
Bei State, the imperial city.

On the bustling and noisy Changsheng Street, pedestrians of all colors are bustling with each other.The scorching sun in midsummer is exceptionally bright, casting shadows on the treetops.

Among the crowd, a man in plain clothes was driving a carriage slowly and carefully on the crowded street.The man was about twenty years old, his appearance was plain, and he belonged to the kind of person who was inconspicuous among the crowd.

He wore a broken bamboo hat on his head, and an unknown sword on his waist.The sword is like a person, there is no decoration on the scabbard, only a few simple strokes outline a pattern.

There is nothing particularly outstanding about the whole body.If there is anything worth mentioning, it is only his hands holding the rein, with well-defined joints and slender fingers, clean and tidy, which is pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, a person in the carriage lifted the curtain, leaned out, and asked in a low voice, "How long will it take?"

That person was pretty and handsome, with a green long skirt and a maid's attire, and he looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

The black man didn't turn his head and just said in a calm voice, "Three hours." That is to say, he was speechless, as dull as ever.

The girl was a little discouraged when she heard this, and retreated into the carriage with a sleepy expression.Muttering "big wood~" in his mouth

Although the space inside the carriage is small, it is better than having all internal organs.A small and exquisite bed was placed upright in the carriage, occupying most of the seats.

The resignation quietly lay on the edge of the bed, and focused on watching the person on the bed wake up.

The people on the couch are noble and alienated, with an elegant temperament.Xu Shi fell into a nightmare, he didn't sleep soundly, and there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead.

The resignation chair carefully wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, his delicate brows were knit into a ball, very worried.

"Hmm~" A muffled voice escaped from between the lips and teeth.The even sniffing sound suddenly stopped, and the breathing was disordered.

Almost at the same time, the carriage lagged slightly.

Could it be that the son is having a nightmare again?

The resignation became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and while wiping off his cold sweat with a handkerchief, he softly called out, "Young Master, Young Master~"

After a long time, the breath around him calmed down slightly.

The young man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, neither happy nor sad in his indifferent pupils.He straightened his body and brushed his slightly wrinkled clothes.Smiled to comfort the frightened little girl, "It's all right."

"Woo~ Young Master, you scared the slaves to death." The little girl was still in shock, she threw herself into the boy's arms and whimpered.

Young Master Mu smiled, patted Cixi's back lightly, and coaxed softly, "Okay, it's all right now."

A young man is like jade, unparalleled in the world.

When the little girl at the resignation table calmed down a bit, Gongzi Mu said slowly, "Make me a pot of tea." His expression was gentle, and there was no abnormality.

The resignation seat nodded and Weng replied, "Yes, young master."

When the resignation chair turned around to make tea, the warm color on Gongzimu's face completely disappeared and faded, and the dazzling fire light in the nightmare disappeared and reappeared in front of his eyes.

The expression on Gong Zimu's face was light and arrogant, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.The young man lowered his eyebrows, his fan-like eyelashes shone slightly, casting a little bit of shadow.

Most of them are lonely and arrogant in the world, leaving the world and being independent.The noble youth seems to be out of tune with this noisy world.

Lift up the curtain of the car, look at the passers-by from south to north, and look at the city walls and buildings with carved beams and painted buildings.

The flowers are blooming like a brocade, and the prosperous garden.How many dead bones are there in exchange for the current peaceful and prosperous age of singing and dancing.

In the imperial city, after seven years, you are still so lively.

The scorching sun, ignorant of world affairs, slipped into the carriage and shone a drop of light on the corner of the boy's eyes, shining brightly.

For a long time, nothing happened.

"Bold!"

"Seeing Her Royal Highness Princess Yongjia dare to be so presumptuous!"

"Don't get out of the car and apologize!"

The noise outside the carriage woke up the sleeping teenager in the carriage.

The young man's long and narrow eyelashes moved slightly, he got up and straightened his body, mentioned the jade pot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

"Resignation, what's the matter?"

The faint voice was a little hoarse and lazy after waking up.

What kind of handsome young man would he be with such a gentle voice?Just as Jiu Ji was thinking, she saw a pair of slender hands with ten fingers pushing aside the curtain.

Very beautiful hands, even more beautiful than Brother Huang's hands, but a little more delicate, a bit like a girl's hands.Jiu Ji stared blankly.

"Master, Princess Yongjia rode her horse in the street and almost hit the carriage of Master, and was stopped by the prisoner." Ci Xi replied respectfully to Master Mu.

As for how to stop the horse, there is no need to say more. Looking at the current situation, it will not be a very pleasant way anyway.

The prisoner still stood silently beside the carriage, neither humble nor overbearing, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.He was so indifferent that he seemed to be out of the matter, except for the hand that gradually lifted the hilt of the sword.

Princess Yongjia?After hearing this, Young Master Mu raised the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Princess Yongjia, Beijiuji, was the emperor's favorite daughter.His mother, Shangguanyin, was the eldest daughter of the Shangguan clan, the head of the three great families in the imperial city.Only then did she develop her domineering and pampered temperament.

"Who are you? Hurry up and get out of the car when you see this princess!" She is used to being pampered, and there is always a sense of superiority and grace in her words.

"Presumptuous!" Seeing her being so rude to the young master, Ci Xi was immediately annoyed and shouted loudly.

"Bold and unreasonable, to be disrespectful to Her Royal Highness."

"Grab it!"

Hearing this, a maid in a green skirt beside Princess Yongjia suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted sternly.

The guards who just arrived at the side drew out their knives and surrounded Gongzimu and his party.

For a while, the atmosphere became tense, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.Pedestrians scattered one after another.

The prisoner's eyes were completely cold, and the big broken bamboo hat was pressed down to cover most of his face, and a small part of the sword body was gradually exposed.

Jiu Ji was dressed in a purple riding outfit and sat on the horse, flamboyant and bright.She held the rein in one hand, and gently pressed the purple whip around her waist with the other.His face was frosty, with a layer of shadows covering his forehead.

Obviously, she was angry. No one in the imperial city dared to provoke her repeatedly.

At the moment Zibian was about to make a move, Jiu Ji heard a chuckle from the young man from the carriage, like the gorgeous movement played inadvertently when the melted spring water flows into the mountain stream after the cold winter.

Gongzimu walked out.

There is a bandit son, who is as sharp as cutting, sharpening, and grinding.

Seeing the young man for the first time, Jiuji somehow thought of the poems taught by her master a few days ago.

The young man in front of him was dressed in white clothes, gentle and refined, and he really complied with that sentence, except for the three layers of snow on the king's body, no one in the world should wear white clothes.

Jiuji was a little stunned, such a jade-boned demeanor is really rare in the world.

"Resign, don't retreat." The faint voice was mixed with pressure that was neither light nor heavy, and everyone was terrified and looked at the person vigilantly.

The resignation chair nodded, and stepped back respectfully.

"Who are you?" Jiuji sat on the horseback and raised her voice to question.

Gong Zimu walked slowly in front of Princess Yongjia, bowed slightly, with a smile in his eyes, apologetic, "Caomin surprised Her Royal Highness."

Jiuji lived in the deep palace since she was a child, and she has never seen anyone.Although she is used to being domineering and domineering on weekdays, she is a little girl raised in a deep palace. Facing such a clean and gentle boy, she inevitably becomes nervous and embarrassed.

"No...it doesn't matter." Lian waved his hands, showing the rare coquettishness of a daughter.

"It's just a few things to express my apology." Gong Zimu took the jade pendant around his waist and handed it to Princess Yongjia's horse.

Jiu Ji turned over and got off the horse swiftly, showing a bit of heroism.

She took it shyly.

Looking at the hands with sharp joints, his face was slightly flushed.

The jade pendant that took over from the young man was held in the palm of his hand, it was ice-cold and very comfortable.

The jade pendant is an inch in diameter, milky white and translucent, it is a piece of fine white jade.There are not many engravings on the jade body, only a small and delicate section of emerald bamboo is engraved around it, and a small wooden character is engraved in official official script in the lower corner.

Jiu Ji couldn't help stretching out her index finger to follow the lines of the handwriting, groping over and over again, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In a trance, when he looked up again, the boy had gone away in the car.

"Hey, stop! You haven't told His Highness your name." The tone was impatient and arrogant.

Seeing the carriage submerged in the crowd in the distance, Jiuji lowered her eyes and couldn't hide her disappointment.

"Princess, why don't you let the villain catch that kid back?" The commander of the guards watched Jiu Ji stand in place for a long time, and watched the carriage go away.

"Huh~" Jiuji got on the horse and ignored her.

"Shua~" The flesh and blood were torn apart, and Jiuji whipped the guard in front of her fiercely.He grunted in pain, and blood immediately seeped into his clothes.

"Talk more, pull out your tongue!" After leaving behind five horrifying words, Jiuji galloped away.

Leaving a group of guards, you look at me and I look at you, miserable.

(End of this chapter)