The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

King Jin's Mansion.

Qingzhu took the medicine bowl and entered Feng Linge's bedroom, but saw Feng Linge leaning on the head of the bed, his handsome face was pale, and he looked towards the direction of the window expressionlessly, his handsome eyes were empty and long, apparently his thoughts had drifted away unconsciously How far……

"My lord..." Qing Zhu walked to the bed, put the tray on the low table beside her, leaned her body slightly, and called softly.

Feng Linge didn't respond, she didn't even move her eyes, she was still in a daze...

"My lord!" Qingzhu raised her voice slightly, and called out again.

"Huh?" Feng Linge finally had a little reaction, turned his head slowly, and looked at Qingzhu with some doubts.

"My lord, it's time for you to take your medicine..." Qing Zhu held up the medicine bowl with both hands, and handed it to Feng Linge.

"Oh, good." Feng Linge responded, reached out to take the medicine bowl, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

Qing Zhu took the empty bowl and quickly handed over another glass of water.

Feng Linge took it, drank it up in a few gulps, and gave the empty cup to Qingzhu.

"The medical sage said that the prince's medicated bath treatment will be changed to once a day from today, and it will start at [-]:[-] a.m., but in terms of time, it will take an extra half an hour, which may consume a lot of energy. The prince may as well take a nap to rest his mind. "

"Oh, just a little while, I'm not sleepy now, I can't sleep." Feng Linge said gently, then looked at the window again, sighed softly, and said to himself, "She's been away for half a day Alright..."

Feng Linge actually wanted to send Zhuo Ye off, but... But his body was too weak, he needed acupuncture every morning, and there was no wind for the next two hours, and he couldn't even go out...

But... that's fine... the corner of Feng Linge's mouth curled into a sad and slightly bitter smile, so as not to make her more sad...

Hearing this, Qingzhu couldn't help shaking her head, and sighed inwardly: Once that Miss Zhuo left, it seemed that she took away the heart of their lord...

He really didn't understand, why did she insist on leaving?In Shengjing, the food is good, the house is good, and there are two princes protecting her, and the emperor treats her well. She is a commoner girl, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?Marrying the prince of their family in the future will give him a lifetime of prosperity and wealth!Although her status is low and she is not qualified to be a concubine or side concubine, she is lucky to be the concubine of his prince!Moreover, with how obsessed the prince is with her, he will definitely treat her like a jewel in the future. What more can a woman ask for? !Other women want to be favored by their lord in their dreams, but she dares to let him down!I really don't know what to do!

Qing Zhu had already believed Zhuo Ye's words that day, thinking that she was really a survivor of the former Xijiao Kingdom, a mountain girl who came out of that isolated valley.

"Qingzhu! Help me to the case." Feng Linge said suddenly.

"Oh." Qing Zhu recovered from the angry thoughts, hurried forward, supported Feng Linge, and sat down on the table not far from the bed.

"Grinding." Feng Linge ordered again lightly.

Qingzhu thought that Feng Linge wanted to write to relieve boredom, so he didn't ask any more questions, and laid out the paper for him nimbly, and began to grind the ink.

Because Feng Linge's body is too weak to move around, and Qingzhu was afraid that he would be bored in the room every day, so he prepared some books and the Four Treasures of the Study for him in the bedroom. When he is in good spirits, he can read for a while. Children's books, or write a few words, to pass the time.

Feng Linge didn't use the green bamboo to lay out the rice paper, but took a small piece of paper that was two fingers wide, dipped the pen in the ink, and after a little thought, wrote in a very small font. It's all small print.

Seeing this, Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly looked away, not looking at the content on the note. He knew that what Feng Linge wrote on the note must be unusual, and he shouldn't read it. of……

When the ink was dry, Feng Linge took off a quaint ring on her finger, gently pushed away the shiny black gemstone with her thumb, revealing a small seal, and pressed it on the lower right corner of the note ...

When Qingzhu saw Feng Linge holding the ring, she opened her mouth and was stunned. The prince has not used this "cloud seal ring" for more than three years!What the hell is he... going to do? !

Feng Linge stamped the seal, put the ring back on her finger, rolled up the note, raised her eyes, and looked at Qingzhu.

Qingzhu understood, turned around and left quickly, took a short hollow wooden cylinder and handed it to Fenglin Singer.

Feng Linge sealed the note, handed it to Qing Zhu, and softly ordered: "Go and pass this to Wei Ying."

Qing Zhu was even more astonished when she heard the words, she stared at Feng Linge for a long time, then reached out to take the small wooden tube tremblingly, turned and left...

When Qingzhu released the carrier pigeon into the sky, she was still wondering, what was it that deserved the prince not only using the "cloud pattern seal ring", but also alarming Wei Ying?The lord stays in the room all day, heals his illness safely, and lives a leisurely life, so there should be nothing wrong with him!Except for the departure of that Zhuo girl...

Thinking of Zhuo Ye, Qing Zhu couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, could it be that...?But then he shook his head again, she is just a woman... Even if the prince is interested in her, he should not be so exaggerated...

But...Qingzhu tilted her head and thought about it again, it's hard to say, how could he have forgotten, the prince gave up his life twice for her sake...

But... oh... Forget it, Qing Zhu scratched her head and decided not to think about it!He believed that no matter what the prince wanted to do, there must be a reason for him.

"My lord, do you want to rest for a while?" Qingzhu returned to the bedroom, and said to Feng Linge who was still sitting in front of the desk with a brush in a daze.

"Okay." Feng Linge came back to his senses, put down the brush, and nodded.

Qing Zhu hurriedly stepped forward, helped Feng Linge back to the bed, helped him tuck in the corners of the quilt, and left the bedroom.

After lying down for a while, Feng Linge reached out and took out a brocade handkerchief from under the pillow. He opened it, revealing orange-yellow translucent candies inside. It was a pack of "Yake" given to him by Zhuo Ye on New Year's Eve. V9"!

This candy, if according to what Zhuo Ye said, if you take one after each medicine, you should have eaten it long ago.However, Feng Linge has always been reluctant to eat, so now, most of it is left...

However, because Zhuo Ye removed the original sealed package and oxidized it with the air, it has already stuck together!

Feng Linge stretched out her hand, with a little force, broke off a small piece, put it into her mouth with two fingers, tapped her mouth, and tasted it carefully, but she couldn't taste any sweetness...

Feng Linge sighed softly, rewrapped the remaining candy in a handkerchief, and carefully put it away...