The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

When Qing Zhu came in to collect the medicine bowl, he saw his prince was chewing something in his mouth and had a silly smile on his face, he couldn't help shaking his head secretly, his prince was bewitched and there was no way out...

"My lord, Ms. Zhuo, it's time for dinner, do you want me to bring it in?" Now Qingzhu is much more polite to Zhuo Ye, if this time he really cured the poison of the lord for many years, then Zhuo Ye is the member of their Jin Palace. What about the benefactor!

"Okay, bring it in." Feng Linge nodded slightly.

Qingzhu added a table beside Feng Linge's bed, and ordered the maid to put the meals on it one by one.The dishes are mainly light, but still rich.

Feng Linge's body was weak, her appetite was not big, she only ate a little before putting down her chopsticks, Zhuo Ye didn't eat much, because she still had stomach for the New Year's Eve dinner...

The table was removed, and the two continued to talk.

"Lin Ge, let's watch the year together this year." Zhuo Ye said with a smile.

"Okay." Feng Linge smiled softly at Zhuo Ye, this was something he could only wish for.

"A new year, a new beginning, and this year has a different meaning to you, Linge, are you happy?" On this day, Feng Linge was pulled from the gate of hell, Zhuo Ye bent his eyes Looking at Feng Linge.

"Happy." Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye tenderly, because this New Year, she was by his side...

"Linge, do you like the New Year to be more lively?"

"Hmm..." Feng Linge thought about it for a while, and then replied: "In the past, during the New Year's Eve, I had a palace banquet with members of the royal family and the ministers first, and it was quite lively, but that kind of excitement, It's just on the surface, in form, I don't like it much, after the banquet, I go back to the house alone, and I feel that it's not much different from usual..." After a pause, he said with some yearning: "Actually, I prefer Yearning for the New Year of ordinary people, eating New Year’s Eve dinner with the family, setting off firecrackers, and watching the New Year..."

"Then... today Lin Ge will let go of his status as a prince and act as an ordinary citizen. When we have a New Year's Eve dinner later, we will call in the master and apprentice of the medical sage, the poison master, as well as Qingzhu and Qiaoling. Let's usher in the new year with excitement, don't you think so?" Zhuo Ye now knew that Liu Zhiran was a Poison Master who was as famous as Gou Qi.

"Naturally!" Feng Linge nodded with a warm smile.

"Oh..." Zhuo Ye suddenly frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity that I didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala this year..."

In the past, Zhuo Ye always felt that the programs of the Spring Festival Gala were not as good as each year. Every year, those old faces were tossed and tossed. , hold the remote control, turn on the TV...

This year... It's completely worthless... My heart suddenly feels empty, as if something is missing...

"'Spring Bowl', what kind of 'bowl' is that? Is it an antique?" Feng Linge displayed the spirit of a curious baby, looking at Zhuo Ye puzzled.

"Pfft..." Zhuo Ye couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly explained to Feng Linge: "It's not the 'bowl' of the 'porcelain bowl', it's the 'night' of the 'evening', it's in my hometown... Uh... a kind of... um... performance that can only be seen on New Year's Eve night."

"Oh..." Feng Linge smiled a little embarrassedly, he felt that in front of Zhuo Ye, he always looked very ignorant and had never seen the world.

"Ye'er likes to watch performances. When he has free time, he will go to the amusement park, or go for a walk on the street. During the new year, there should be a lot of performances such as lion dance and stilts to watch." Feng Linge laughed said with a suggestion.In fact, there were also singing and dancing performances at the palace banquet, but unfortunately he couldn't take her there this year, but he hoped to have this opportunity in the future...

Zhuo Ye smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, we'll go together when you recover from illness."

When Feng Linge heard this, he immediately smiled at Zhuo Ye with a big and gentle smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Ye said again: "Well...bring Xuan'er, and Lianqin and Lianzheng!" She hasn't seen those two siblings for a whole month, and she really misses them them……

Zhuo Ye directly kicked Feng Lince and Lian Xiao out...

Feng Linge's mouth twisted into a wry smile, it seemed that he was overthinking again...

"Lin Ge, shall I comb your hair for you?" Zhuo Ye suddenly suggested when he saw Feng Linge's messy hair.It's still early for Ion Night, so it's better to find something to pass the time.

Feng Linge's eyes lit up sharply, and she stared at Zhuo Ye piercingly, her voice was low and hoarse with uncontainable excitement: "Ye'er, you, you mean, you want to tie my hair?"

"What's the matter? Yes, is there something wrong?" Seeing Feng Linge's strange expression, Zhuo Ye couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"In Tianshuo, if an unmarried woman is willing to tie her hair for a man, it means that...the king will not marry..." Feng Linge stared at Zhuo Ye with burning eyes, and was so nervous and excited that he didn't dare to breathe .

Zhuo Ye's pretty face turned red immediately, and she grinned embarrassingly, an oolong has happened!

"I...you, don't get me wrong...then...that...I'll ask Qingzhu to comb it for you..." Zhuo Ye said awkwardly, and was about to get up to call someone.

"Oh... so Ye'er didn't know..." Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye's surprised and embarrassed look, and couldn't help but sighed in disappointment. It turned out that he was wrong again...

This night, his heart was churning and ups and downs several times...

Seeing that Zhuo Ye had already stood up and walked towards the door, Feng Linge quickly called out to her: "Ye'er, don't go, I'll just come by myself."

"Oh..." Zhuo Ye's footsteps stopped: "Then...then I'll hold up the mirror for you..." By the way, it shouldn't be a problem to hold the mirror...

"Okay." Feng Linge smiled lightly.

Zhuo Ye took the comb and handed it to Feng Linge, holding up the bronze mirror obediently, watching Feng Linge combing her hair slowly, this movement... really elegant!So tasty!She never thought that a man combing his hair could look so good!How did he do that……

Seeing that Feng Linge had finished combing, Zhuo Ye smiled and praised: "Well, it's not bad, it looks much more energetic!"

Feng Linge returned Zhuo Ye with a gentle smile, and handed the comb in her hand to Zhuo Ye.

Zhuo Ye put the comb and mirror back to their original positions, and sat back on the bedside, holding his chin with both hands and staring at Feng Linge.

"Ye'er, shall I play chess with you?" Feng Linge saw that Zhuo Ye was a little bored, so he suggested.

"No! Playing chess is too tiring, your body can't handle it." Zhuo Ye immediately vetoed it.

Feng Linge's heart warmed up: "Then...how about Ye'er singing for me?"

"Ah? Me? Singing?" Zhuo Ye was taken aback.

"Yes! The song you sang to Xuan'er and Zheng'er last time was very nice."

"Hehe...but that's a nursery rhyme! It's a song for children!" Zhuo Ye giggled, "In my hometown, there are many people who sing better than me."

"Oh? Are there many people who are good at singing in Ye'er's hometown? Also... Is it the same as you sing, is it that kind of strange tune?" Feng Linge asked curiously.

"This...how should I put it..." Zhuo Ye tilted his head, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Ah! Got it!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took it out of his sleeve...

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PS: Please guess what kind of magic weapon Ye Zi took out from her sleeve. .A certain unscrupulous smirk ING. . .