The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

Chapter 343 Pretending to be sick
Starting from the next day, Ling Xiao pretended to be sick and stayed in the backyard. The doctor from the Hou Mansion kept going back and forth and worked for most of the day before he finally calmed down.

The emperor also sent someone over. The person he sent was a tall, thin man with a fair face and no beard, wearing a purple straight jacket.

It turned out to be Ding Jin.

When did Ding Jin appear? In his previous life, he was the emperor's most trusted eunuch. All affairs in the palace were under his control, and none of the concubines were afraid of him.

Zuo Xiangning, who was behind the screen, opened her eyes wide and was secretly worried.

Ling Xiao must be more restrained. If he offends Ding Jin, or if he gets caught in the wrong and applies eye drops in front of the emperor, then Ling Xiao will be favored and it will be enough to drink a pot.

"You got sick very suddenly." Ding Jin sat on the small stool next to Ling Xiao's bed.

"Since ancient times, illnesses have come like a mountain, and I, an ordinary person, can't escape the vulgarity." Ling Xiao sat up and leaned half on the head of the bed, looked at him, and said, "Why are you here?"

"Aren't I worried about you?" Ding Jin said with a smile: "You are not tired from the wedding, are you?"

"My body is..." Ling Xiao suddenly thought of Zuo Xiangning behind the screen, and his laughter stopped abruptly. He glanced at the screen, coughed twice, and said, "My body has always been in good shape, but this time I don’t know what happened, but I suddenly got cold, felt all over my body, and had a splitting headache. Now I can’t even get out of bed, let alone leave my room.”

"You are so sick?" Ding Jin also glanced at the screen, "The emperor originally wanted to send you an errand, but now it seems that you won't be able to do it for a while."

"It's really difficult for me to be like this now." Ling Xiao said, "I have to trouble you to go back to the palace and explain it to the emperor for me."

Ding Jin said nothing, but there was an inexplicable glint in his eyes.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Ding Jin looked at the screen.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, sat up straight, lifted the quilt off his body, got out of bed, and said, "Let's go to the west wing, and I'll treat you to tea."

Ding Jin followed Ling Xiao with a smile, left the inner room, and went to the opposite wing.

Zuo Xiangning frowned slightly. Did Ling Xiao have something private to say to Ding Jin?

Why do Ling Xiao and Ding Jin seem to know each other very well?

She stood behind the screen for a moment, then went out from the clean room on the other side, and whispered to Bingyu: "You are waiting outside the door. If the Marquis asks about me, just tell me that I will go to the garden for a walk."

Bingyu nodded.

Although Zuo Xiangning had suppressed her voice very low, the two people in the room with amazing ears could still hear it clearly.

"Your wife is a smart person." Ding Jin said, "The women in the Zuo family are all very smart."

Ling Xiao didn't take Ding Jin's words.

He poured Ding Jin a cup of tea and said, "Let's talk about it this time."

Ding Jin took a sip of tea and then asked softly: "Where did you get the news?"

"What news?" Ling Xiao pretended to be dumbfounded.

"If you don't tell me, I can guess that those few people are the only ones who know that the emperor has this idea." Ding Jin paused and said, "Mr. Min Ge is more humane than his father."

Ling Xiao smiled: "They are all close relatives."

"The emperor may send Marquis Zhongyuan to go." Ding Jin repeated: "You are sick, and the emperor is ready to send Marquis Zhongyuan to go on an expedition.

Ling Xiao's expression suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that the hot potato he had pushed away would actually be pushed to his father.

"You can now claim to the outside world that you caught a cold occasionally and got seriously ill. I think it may be inconvenient for Marquis Zhongyuan to say that again, right?" Ding Jin looked at Ling Xiao with a playful look, as if he was watching a show.

Ling Xiao sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea.

"The emperor has many capable people around him, and it shouldn't be our father and son who are the ones who have to be there."

"But the only people the emperor likes are you and your son." Ding Jin said with a smile: "For others, this may be an opportunity to rise to the top." "But for you and your son, it may not be." There was something in Ling Xiao's voice. There was a trace of imperceptible indignation.

"If nothing else happens, I will go back to the palace to report your situation, and the emperor will announce the entry of Marquis Zhongyuan into the palace tomorrow." Ding Jin reminded: "We don't have much time."

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "Go back and tell the emperor that my condition has become mild and I will be cured soon."

"Okay." Ding Jin stood up and said, "I haven't been out for a long time. I'll go back first."

"How is my sister-in-law lately?" Ling Xiao said, "In two days, I want to take Xiang Ning to see her."

"She'll get a rash on her skin as soon as spring comes. It'll take a while." Ding Jin turned around and walked out.

"I'll ask Changfeng to bring a doctor to take a look at her tomorrow." Ling Xiao said behind him.

"Liu Qian?" Ding Jin looked at him sideways for a while and said, "The emperor has sent people to Liu Qian's house twice, but he didn't know what he was doing."

"The emperor wants to reuse Liu Qian?" Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

Liu Qian has other great uses for him.

Ding Jin shook his head, "The emperor sent him as a servant in his prince's palace. He probably didn't want to reuse him."

Ling Xiao pursed his lips in silence.

"There are not many people that the emperor truly trusts, including the queen and me." Ding Jin tugged on his robe and said, "Of course, that includes you."

"It's human nature for a new emperor to ascend the throne." Ling Xiao said.

"But our emperor is a little overthinking." Ding Jin chuckled and walked out of the door.

Ling Xiao stood in the door, watching Changfeng send Ding Jin out.

After Zuo Xiangning wandered around the backyard for a while, Bingyu ran over to her and said, "The people in the palace have left."

Zuo Xiangning hurriedly turned around and walked back. When she arrived in the main courtyard, she saw Ling Xiao sitting in the west wing drinking tea alone.

"Come here and have a try." Ling Xiao poured her a cup of tea and waved her to sit over.

Zuo Xiangning looked at his face and found nothing strange. She smiled and sat next to him, took the tea and took a sip, "Dahongpao."

"You guessed it right." Ling Xiao pinched her nose lovingly, "My wife is really amazing."

Zuo Xiangning chuckled, "Where is this?"

"Why do you think you are so good-looking?" Ling Xiao stared straight at Zuo Xiangning, "I have met many women in the past twenty years, but none of them can match your level. "

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Zuo Xiangning blushed shyly and chuckled, "It's in your eyes that I am so good."

"You are prettier than Xi Shi." Ling Xiao stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms and gently touched her back, feeling full of reluctance.

She had only been married to him for less than a month, and he was about to leave the capital to fight for the prince. Moreover, there were unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes when he left, so he was really worried about leaving her alone in the capital.

At this time, the sound of long wind sounded in the yard.

"Master Hou, the old Master is here."

"Father must have heard the news about your illness." Zuo Xiangning hurriedly came out of his arms, stretched out her hand to straighten Ling Xiao's clothes, and whispered: "If you don't tell the truth to your father, your father will definitely be worried."

"I know how to tell him." Ling Xiao kissed the top of her hair.

Zuo Xiangning sent him to the door, "Then I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some dishes that my father likes to eat."

Ling Xiao turned back and took a deep look at her.

Zuo Xiangning looked at his back and secretly wondered, why did she feel that Ling Xiao seemed a little weird?