Medical Concubine attracts the whole city

With a smile, Zhao Wanxi joked: "these are not things we worry about. Zipei, what do you care about these? When my hand is healed, I'm going to learn cloud embroidery from you! "

Cloud son wears to smile white her one eye, low voice light angry way: "even if you don't want to hold this heart, also always have to think for cousin."

Zhao Wanxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone was light: "if there is a choice, I hope he can put down the power struggle in front of him and take me to wander in the river and lake and live a life like idle clouds and wild cranes."

She suddenly remembered what happened last night. Leng junao deliberately made Leng Baizhou's blade ragged. Now in retrospect, it's not related to the prince's affairs, is it?

Yunzipei could not help sighing: "Wan Xi, sometimes I think you are smart, but sometimes I think you are stupid."

Zhao Wanxi smiles but doesn't speak. She takes a piece of almond cake and eats it with relish, but she feels thoughtful.

"My palace has been thinking that Yan'er has recognized me as my mother's concubine. If I find a chance, I still hope to find a title for him in front of the emperor. If he can stand firm, it will be good for me in the future."

Yunzipei didn't hide her thoughts, but she just said it in front of Zhao Wanxi, and she would never mention it to other people.

Zhao Wanxi suddenly had a flash of light in her mind. The second prince recognized Yunzi Pei, who was younger than herself, as his mother's concubine. Is it because he was drunk?

But this can only be put in the heart of speculation, absolutely can not be nonsense, in case of the destruction of other people's love between mother and son, then she is guilty.

Did Zhao Yunzi catch a glimpse of her purse last time? Why didn't I see you with me? "

The cloud son wears the Mou light tiny to flash, slightly hesitated for a while, the voice presses very low: "send a person."

Smell speech, Zhao Wanxi is holding almond cake fingertip tiny tight, apricot Mou is also a Zheng: "to whom?"

Just now, he said that the emperor had not been to yunshang palace for a long time. The purse must not be given to the emperor. He couldn't help but be curious.

Yunzi Pei put his index finger up to his lips, indicating that she would not make a sound, and then his voice was even lower: "the third prince and princess Ruxian came last time and specially sent me a hundred year old ginseng. Afterwards, the third prince also helped to take a message to his cousin in Qionghua Palace, so that day his cousin could rush to the imperial study to save you..."

Zhao Wanxi was a little surprised and said softly, "so Did you give that purse to the third prince? "

Yunzipei nodded and his ears were slightly red. For fear that Zhao Wanxi might be suspicious, he quickly lowered his voice and explained: "it happened that I noticed that the lotus horn thread worn by the third prince was exposed that day, so I embroidered it for him. My palace just didn't want to owe him a favor."

After listening to her explanation, Zhao Wanxi realized that Leng junao came to the imperial study that day to save herself. It turned out that it was the message from the third prince. Leng junao didn't mention it afterwards, and she forgot to ask.

"According to this principle, should I also thank the third prince?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes blinked playfully, and there was obvious banter in her words.

Yunzipei pretended to be displeased. His ears were red to his neck and he was angry: "in a word Don't talk about it any more, or we will be angry. "

Zhao Wanxi looked at her face, which was both shy and embarrassed. She laughed harder, but she comforted her: "I know, I know, I will never mention it again."