The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 171
It all shows that knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, one prefers to go to the mountains of tigers.They dared to take risks, but Cheng Zijin was looking for his own death.

She always remembered that when she was young, the queen mother touched her head and told her kindly, "Whether you can bring down the imperial concubine or not, the rest depends on what you say to your father, Zijin."

Later, Cheng Zijin couldn't remember how he finished those words, but he knew what it meant when he thought about it.Because it was all said by her stepmother, which is equivalent to rote memorization, and it is really normal not to remember.

But she clearly remembered one thing, brother Huang was ill.The palace people sometimes gossip, saying that the emperor's brother was poisoned by the imperial concubine to become like this.

But she knew the answer, but she couldn't say it.

This was the first time Cheng Zijin knew about the strategies in the deep palace. She had heard people say that people who were born in the palace knew about strategies from the moment they were born.

But she doesn't understand.

Because I have been held in the palm of my hand and my heart hurts, I have never suffered any pain, and I don't understand the so-called scheming and the so-called open and secret struggle.

Later, she really grew up and understood what it means to have a scheming look in her eyebrows and eyes after she met Jiang Jiayan.

When she met Jiang Jiayan for the first time, she told him that my name is Xiaozi.

Because at that time, she went to Jiang country to help the emperor get the medicine to suppress the poison, she didn't dare to make a fuss, she was Cheng Zijin, and she was the princess of the imperial capital.

Knowing Jiang Jiayan was all due to fate, but later she learned that there are two kinds of fate, one is good fate, and the other is bad fate.

She and Jiang Jiayan are obviously the latter.

But it was about to end, Zijin looked up and saw the thousands of purple flowers scattered along the path.The afterglow of the setting sun fell, and it was as beautiful as a painting.

Jiang Jiayan.

She stood still and suddenly smiled when she saw the scenery. The guard reminded her: "Your Highness, King Jiang is waiting for you in the palace."

The smile on her face suddenly subsided. There was no Xiaoxue by her side, but the guards by Jiang Jiayan's place instead.

She didn't understand what she was still looking forward to?She is no longer a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, she has spent all her courage, so she can no longer love someone recklessly.

"King Jiang." Zijin looked at him with a forced smile, "Don't you think it's too early?"

He was sitting alone on a mahogany chair, leaning against the side with his head propped up, his eyes slightly squinted, looking very comfortable.

Knowing that Zijin was coming, he slowly opened his eyes: "I want to see you soon."

He used to like to say love words to beautiful women. She was not beautiful before, so naturally he didn't hear a word of love from him to himself.

But now that I have finally come to this sentence, I no longer have the joy I had at the beginning.

It's not that what you can't get is the best, it's that you have clearly understood that it's fake, and it doesn't belong to you at all.

So sober, so there is no slightest throbbing.

Zijin sighed, still with a smile on his face: "King Jiang talks too much about love, I can't even tell what you mean by that?"

Jiang Jiayan got up, waved away the palace servants, and walked to her side step by step, smiling softly.It was still the same captivating and intoxicating smile back then.

Zijin was already dazzled by his smile, only heard him whisper in his ear: "Xiao Zi, I've thought a lot these days, since you said you don't like me, then we can start over again."

(End of this chapter)