Chapter 51
Prince Zhao, who was far in the south, looked at the silver needle in the photo, and felt an indescribably familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"His Royal Highness is reading the military book again?" Xue Xiaohou's voice suddenly sounded.

This time Prince Zhao didn't dodge, but handed the phone to Xue Xiaohou.

Feeling flattered, Xue Xiaohou took a look at the phone, and said indifferently, "So I was looking at the silver needle."

Prince Zhao looked at Xue Xiaohou and asked, "Don't you think it looks familiar?"

After the two looked at each other, Xue Xiaohou looked at the photo again, and said in surprise, "It's Xiao Lin's hidden weapon."

After receiving the answer, Prince Zhao suddenly felt a little tight in his chest.

He took back his phone and typed, "Have you offended anyone recently?"

After a while, the other side replied: "No."

And Xue Xiaohou beside him asked very puzzled, "What's wrong with Xiao Lin?"

Prince Zhao didn't answer, just breathing deeply, he hated himself for not being able to protect her in the south!

He hated himself even more for making a wrong decision, maybe it would be better if she didn't enter the palace.

"In the future, you should pay more attention to riding a horse. If you really can't raise your own horse in the Qinghou Mansion, let Eighteenth Brother teach you outside the palace."

After a while, Xiao Zhiyun replied, "That's exactly what I mean."

After thinking for a while, Prince Zhao said again: "Brother Shiba is injured, you can go to Qingxiao Hall to get some wound medicine."

He doesn't mind which man Xiao Zhiyun gets close to, as long as she is safe and not coveted by others, he will even support her to move around more.

Afraid of coveting...

Xiao Zhiyun replied: "It is indeed thanks to His Highness Qi this time, it is time to send him some medicine."

After chatting with Prince Zhao, Xiao Zhiyun decided to go to her brother's house.

Master Qing was not in the mansion, so she went and rummaged in the house alone. After all, her brother usually suffered minor injuries when practicing martial arts, so he always prepared wound medicine.

When she opened the box, she saw the scroll lying on the top. After opening it, she glanced at it, and it was a picture of a beauty riding a horse.

One look at the beauty's fox eyes, one can tell that she is Princess Gaomi.

The scroll seems to have been opened and rolled up many times, its owner must have looked at it for nothing.

Xiao Zhiyun rolled up the scroll and put it back in its original place. He didn't know who Lord Qing learned to read portraits from.

After finding the wound medicine, she went back to the house and waited for Minger to give it to Prince Qi.

The next day, she still accompanied the old emperor in the Imperial Harmony Hall in the morning, stayed in Sijisi in the afternoon, and went to the Qingchen Hall early in the evening.

She didn't want Prince Qi to teach her how to ride a horse, even if he was just standing by and directing.

After entering the hall, she saw Prince Qi crouching beside the bucket and vomiting, and ran over to pat him on the back.

Unexpectedly, when he got closer, he saw that Prince Qi was vomiting blood.

When she saw an servant sweeping the hall, she hurriedly said, "Quickly pass on to the imperial physician."

The servants continued to be busy with their work as if they hadn't heard.

Prince Qi shook his head at her.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhiyun hurriedly handed the handkerchief to Prince Qi.

Prince Qi wiped the corner of his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "They are not for me to order, besides, I blamed my dad, the imperial doctors will not come."

As soon as the words fell, Prince Qi couldn't help but spit out two mouthfuls of blood again.

Xiao Zhiyun had never seen such a scene before, and was a little panicked, Prince Qi would not be in danger of his life, would he?
Thinking of her going to help Prince Qi get up, he said solemnly: "I will take His Highness out of the palace, shall we go to the doctor's head office?"

However, Prince Qi grabbed her arm and shook his head again. After letting her go, he said: "I'm fine, don't worry."

After all, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, he said weakly, "Pour me a glass of water."

Xiao Zhiyun hurriedly poured water over.

Prince Qi took a drink of water from her hand, gasped slightly, and said, "I'm poisoned, just vomit a few mouthfuls of blood and I'll be fine."

When Xiao Zhiyun heard that his hair was blown, he stood up straight and shouted: "How much blood do you have here!"

Prince Qi was very calm, and said: "It's the pastry that Dad rewarded."

Xiao Zhiyun immediately lost her temper, squatted down and asked softly, "Why?"

"Stop asking." Prince Qi said lightly.

Xiao Zhiyun thought for a while, then said in a deep voice, "Is it related to me?"

Didn't she persuade Prince Qi to eat meat?

Prince Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and then his eyes returned to normal, "It's my own business, don't ask!"

"Okay, I won't ask." Xiao Zhiyun sighed.

After Prince Qi vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood, he really didn't feel any more uncomfortable. He simply tidied up and sat down on the stool.

"I was planning to go to the racecourse later, but I didn't expect you to come here earlier." Prince Qi said lightly.

Xiao Zhiyun put down the medicine bottle, took a stool and sat beside him, "Your Highness, will you teach me how to ride a horse outside the palace?"

Prince Qi nodded, "Yes."

While speaking, Xiao Zhiyun opened the medicine bottle and gave Prince Qi the medicine.

Prince Qi looked at his scabbed hands, and said lightly, "I'm used to being injured in the Tata department."

At that time, only Ha Yuela would secretly give him medicine.

Xiao Zhiyun didn't speak.

Prince Qi asked, "How did you write when you went back yesterday?"

When he taught Xiao Zhiyun how to write yesterday, he asked her to go back and practice more.

Xiao Zhiyun didn't expect him to ask, so he stumbled and said, "Write...I wrote it."

"You didn't write it." Prince Qi said in a normal tone.

Xiao Zhiyun sighed softly and said embarrassingly: "I really wrote it, it's just as if I didn't write it."

In fact, saying this is tantamount to saying that she is not serious.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Prince Qi said slowly: "Don't be distracted when writing, you must concentrate."

Xiao Zhiyun nodded, but did not speak.

Prince Qi sighed softly: "Go and write now."

So Xiao Zhiyun desperately made up for the homework that was left behind last night in Qingchen Hall.

She tried to keep her mind on writing.

At first I was a little impetuous, but who knew that I would calm down as I was writing, and the words I wrote became more and more handy.

At this moment, Prince Qi came over, stood aside and looked at it for a while, "It's much better."

He picked up the vermilion pen and patiently led Xiao Zhiyun to correct it stroke by stroke.

"This one is longer horizontally, do you think it's better this way, Ah Yue?"

Prince Qi suddenly stopped moving, and didn't speak any more, just holding a pen, bent over and fixed there, with a look of loneliness in his eyes.

During the few seconds of stillness, the vermilion from the brush dripped onto the paper.

Xiao Zhiyun suddenly knew who Prince Qi liked.

She knew that Prince Qi was a little embarrassed, so she thought of saying something to put this matter aside.

However, after Prince Qi came back to his senses, he coughed lightly and said calmly: "Let's stop here today."

Without further ado, she left.

After Xiao Zhiyun left, Prince Qi supported the table with his hands, and his breathing was not very steady.

After a while, he sat down and began to copy scriptures.

After leaving the palace, Xiao Zhiyun went to the famous horse market in the Inner City of Ranhua. After walking around a lot, she chose a white horse that was very pleasing to her eyes.

The horse's mane is black.

She raised her hand to touch it, but it approached her obediently, and rubbed its head against her clothes.

"Girl has a good eye. This horse is the most humane, and it's easy not to let people touch it."

After Xiao Zhiyun negotiated the price, he signed the contract.

"Does it have a name?" Xiao Zhiyun asked before leaving.

"There are too many horses, and I haven't had time to choose a name. Why don't you choose one yourself, right and left are your own horses?"

She thought about it: "It's called... Yin Yang."

(End of this chapter)

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