Tell the lord, the princess has climbed the wall

Chapter 88

"Uh, no, no, the prince has always been in good health, he just ate a little more as he ate."

Seeing Zuo Mu's question, Zi Yan suddenly realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, and hurriedly went back nervously to make up for it.

"Of course, if you like it, princess, then it's okay to put these red fruits here first, and I'll get some to send to the prince later?"

"No, no, I just said casually, this green fruit is very good if I eat it, since it belongs to your prince, you can send it quickly."

Zuo Mu responded casually, opened Wei Mansion's post and looked at it seriously, not paying too much attention to Zi Yan's strange emotions.

"Then if there is nothing else, the servant will go down first." Seeing that Zuo Mu didn't continue to ask, Zi Yan asked for instructions with a long sigh of relief.

"Go, go!" Zuo Mu waved his hand, and continued to look at the invitation card sent by Wei Zhaoran.

Looking at it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she slapped excitedly, "This Wei Zhaoran, the post is really timely. I was falling asleep, so she brought the pillow just in time."

But soon, she looked down a few more times, and suddenly a few traces of sadness appeared on her face, "No way, it will take more than ten days, which is a bit long, do you have to ask for leave for someone? How do you speak?"

Just as he was thinking, he raised his eyes, and suddenly caught sight of Zi Yan's back carrying the fruit away.

Zuo Mu had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly greeted, "That...Zi Yan, wait a minute, don't go!"

"Wang...Princess, do you have any other orders?" Hearing Zuo Mu's greeting, Zi Yan was taken aback, and turned around bluntly to ask for instructions.

"No, no, that one who saw you coming in and out recently seems to be very busy, how about this, you put the red fruit here first." Zuo Mu pointed to the small table in front of him, and ordered.

"Ah, no... no need, the maidservant is not too busy, there is still time to deliver a fruit!" Zi Yan held the red fruit in a daze and did not let go, and did not understand Zuo Mu's intention for a while.

"Let you let it go, just let it go, I can still eat them all in one go, and don't leave any of them to your lord?"

Seeing Ziyan's tense expression, Zuo Mu laughed and said, "Actually, what I mean is, I will personally send these red fruits to the prince in a while, so you can do whatever you need to do."

"Ah, then... alright!" Zi Yan hesitated again and again, but obediently put the red fruit on the table.

Zuo Mu closed the book, stayed on the bed without saying a word and started to change clothes, turned around to see Zi Yan still standing there in a daze, and said quickly, "By the way, Mother An just went to the west wing to get the newly made chrysanthemum tea. , by the way, tell her to ask her to pick some good ones and bring them in more bags, and I'll send them to your lords in a while, drinking that one is also good for your health."

"Hey, I got it, thank you, Princess." Zi Yan finally came to his senses, knowing that the princess finally remembered to care about the prince, and hurriedly walked out excitedly.

But the man walked to the door, thought for a while, and couldn't help but turned around and said, "The princess, no matter how weakly I remind you, the plate of green fruits belongs to you, and the pink red fruits are for the prince. You Remember not to take it wrong, the prince never eats sour food."

"I know, I know, hurry up and go, why are you so wordy." Zuo Mu shouted impatiently as he straightened his dress in the mirror.

After a stick of incense, the well-dressed Zuo Mu, happily holding a plate of fruit and a good chrysanthemum tea, appeared for the second time at the door of Sima Cheng's study.

Unlike the last time, Zuo Mu stood at the door and knocked on the door for a long time before Ah Li opened the door with a blank expression.

Seeing that it was her, after letting people into the house, he quickly closed the door and went out.

Rarely, a thick curtain was added to the door of the study room, and when the curtain was lifted, a wave of heat rushed towards the face.

"Why are you here?" Sima Cheng, who was still sitting behind the large desk, asked coldly when he saw Zuo Mu.

"It's only October, why is there a carbon basin in your house?"

Zuo Mu muttered and raised his eyes to look around. When he saw Sima Cheng's face, he couldn't help being startled again.
"Have you been sick recently, and your complexion is not very good? How come your complexion has become so bad in just over a month. Do you want me to feel your pulse?"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Mu didn't think too much, put down the things in his hands, and reached out to press Sima Cheng's wrist on the desk.

"No need," Sima Cheng raised his hand to gently avoid Zuo Mu's hand, and said softly, "I just feel cold occasionally, and it will be fine after a few days."

"Well, you can do whatever you want!" Zuo Mu withdrew his hand and replied sullenly, "Anyway, I think it would be a wise move to leave such a concubine with excellent medical skills in the mansion alone, and avoid medical treatment."

"It's all right! I'm not stupid. If I were really sick, how could I leave the free doctor around me? Isn't that a waste of resources?" Sima Cheng joked softly, with a lot of smiles in his eyes.

"It's good that you understand. I'll tell you the truth. As far as my medical skills are concerned, not to mention those low-level quacks outside, even the imperial physicians in the palace are not at my level." Zuo Mu patted Table, said proudly.

"Understood, understood!" Sima Cheng acted like a gentleman,
Suddenly thought of something, and looked Zuo Mu up and down again, "Why, the princess took time to come here today, but to return the book I borrowed last time?"

"Uh, do you mean the book Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases?"

Mentioning the book that was borrowed but not returned last time, Zuo Mu quickly squeezed out an awkward smile,

"No, my lord, you may be thinking too much. I really didn't come here to return the book this time. Of course, the reason for not returning it is that I haven't finished it yet? Don't worry, when I finish reading it, I will definitely be the first." It's time to come."

As he said that, he glanced at the fruit and chrysanthemum tea on the table from the corner of the eye, and hurriedly pushed them in front of Sima Cheng.

"By the way, this is red fruit. I heard that you don't like sour food. I have this kind of red fruit in my place. It's sweet and crisp, not sour at all, so I brought it here for you.

And this, this chrysanthemum tea is made by myself as a novice. It clears the liver and improves eyesight, detoxifies and disperses fire. Drink more, it will be good for your body..."

"Hmm..." Sima Cheng frowned slightly, looked at the fruit in front of him, then glanced at the chrysanthemum tea, and after a while he replied softly,
"By the way, Zi Yan said that you ate two more yesterday? If you have time, I'll cut it for you right now?" Zuo Mu said attentively, and began to help Sima Cheng with his hands. fruit.

"Come on, taste a piece." After peeling, he handed the fruit to Sima Cheng's mouth one by one flatteringly, "How does it taste? Isn't it sweet and crunchy?"

"Well, it's really good." Sima Cheng ate a piece in Zuo Mu's hand, chewed it carefully, and replied thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)