When Yang Chun arrived in the palace, the imperial doctor had already quietly treated Tang Yunzhao, and when he saw Yang Chun coming, he directly gave the prescription to Yang Chun and left.

Although this matter is not secret, the emperor is too lazy to care about it so much, anyway, he didn't think about letting Tang Yunzhao die, so he left them at this moment.

Yang Chun helped Tang Yunzhao up and touched Tang Yunzhao's forehead, which was already terrifyingly hot.

"Xuanyi, come and help me get your master back. Yang Chun hurriedly said.

Xuanyi was afraid that Yang Chun would be so tired that he directly carried Tang Yunzhao on his back and sent him to the sedan chair, so he shook the dripping clothes on his body that were stained by Tang Yunzhao.

Yang Chun knew that Tang Yunzhao couldn't have an accident at this moment, so he also got into a sedan chair to wipe the sweat on Tang Yunzhao's head.

Soon Tang Yunzhao was sent back to the Prince's Mansion.

"Xiaohe, you go and fry the medicine according to this recipe, hurry up, and then let someone prepare some hot water. Yang Chun commanded in an orderly manner.

Soon, under Yang Chun's arrangement, Tang Yunzhao quickly subsided his fever, but he was still very weak and had not woken up yet, Yang Chun breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that Tang Yunzhao didn't seem to have eaten yet.

The maids in this room were tired enough because of the previous incident, and Yang Chun didn't want to trouble them anymore at the moment, so he went into Tang Yunzhao's small kitchen and cooked a bowl of porridge for Tang Yunzhao.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, Yang Chun felt that he had done enough, so after having the porridge served, he went back to Bihuayuan to rest.

After Tang Yunzhao woke up, he just felt a little hungry, and the maid immediately brought the porridge, and Tang Yunzhao didn't pick it and drank it directly.

But as soon as he took a sip, he was stunned, the taste was too familiar.

"Who made this porridge?" Tang Yunzhao hurriedly asked, his face a little ugly.

The maid thought that Tang Yunzhao thought that this porridge was very difficult to drink, so she hurriedly shook the pot: "It wasn't made by the slave maid, it was cooked by the princess and let the slave and maid bring it over, and the slave didn't do anything!"

As soon as he heard the maid say that it was made by Yang Chun, Tang Yunzhao became even more suspicious, he always felt that he could see the shadow of Bai on Yang Chun's body, and this porridge was boiled for him many times, and he would never forget this taste in his life.

"Where is the crown princess now?" Tang Yunzhao continued to ask.

The crown princess said that she was tired, so let Her Highness wake up and drink porridge and raise it by herself, don't eat greasy things first. ”

Hearing this, Tang Yunzhao was overjoyed, thinking that Yang Chun still cared about him, so he didn't care that his body was a little weak, and ran directly to Yang Chun's Bihua Garden.

Yang Chun was not in Bihuayuan, I heard that he went to collect lotus roots, the water in the pool was too deep, and if he didn't pick them, he couldn't pick them.

Tang Yunzhao didn't rush to find Yang Chun, he went directly around Yang Chun's house, and suddenly found a few picture scrolls on Yang Chun's desk, and suddenly opened them directly with interest.

"This is what your master painted?" Tang Yunzhao looked at it for a while, turned back to a few maids and asked.

The maid nodded and said, "Yes, this is a few days ago when the master was grounded and had nothing to do, and we all think the painting is very good." ”

Tang Yunzhao recalled the paintings of Yang Chun that he had seen before, Yang Chun was a well-known talented woman in the capital, and the previous paintings could be said to be a must, but since Yang Chun's temperament changed greatly, no one had seen her paint in public.

Although the ink and bamboo picture in front of him looks quite exquisite, it can be said that it is much worse than the few paintings that Yang Chun spent before.

Although this painting is intended to imitate the previous paintings, it is always not charming enough, the skin is easy to draw the bones, and ordinary people may not be able to see it, but who is Tang Yunzhao? He is too familiar with this, and no matter how high the imitation of the painting, he can still easily see the difference.

Isn't she Yang Chun? This idea was out of control in an instant after Tang Yunzhao's mind appeared, and the more she looked like her, the more she felt that she was completely different from the rumored Yang Chun.

Yang Chun also came back with a smile at this time, and was instantly stunned when he saw Tang Yunzhao appear in his room, and complained in his heart why he wanted to pick lotus roots at this time.

Especially when he saw that Tang Yunzhao was still holding her painting in his hand, Yang Chun only felt that it was over.

Tang Yunzhao didn't have the idea to expose Yang Chun like this at the moment, he wanted to know who this person was if it wasn't Yang Chun?

"Why is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince here? You just contracted the wind cold, so it's better to go back and rest early. Yang Chun hurriedly said, he just wanted to send Tang Yunzhao away quickly.

But Tang Yunzhao was even more puzzled when he saw her attitude, especially the fact that Yang Chun drove him out, which made him feel that Yang Chun was indeed hiding a secret and didn't want to be discovered.

"Prince Ben came because of the bowl of porridge you boiled for Prince Ben. Tang Yunzhao said indifferently, not showing any emotion.

But this made Yang Chun worried, she just boiled a bowl of porridge casually and asked you the problem again? The porridge is just white porridge and nothing is there.

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with the porridge I made? Or is it that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't get used to drinking it?" Yang Chun hurriedly asked, why did he have to cook by himself and let the maid cook it directly?

"No, Prince Ben likes it very much, and in the next few days, Prince Ben wants to drink porridge, and he will trouble the princess. Tang Yunzhao continued.

Yang Chun didn't know what it was like when he heard this, what did Tang Yunzhao mean by this? Just to ask for a bowl of porridge every day? This is not suitable, who can't make porridge?

"It's okay, Your Highness likes it, then I'll teach others, and then Your Highness can drink porridge every day." Yang Chun is still trying to clear up the relationship, and it's not a difficult thing anyway.

"Oh, who did you learn the princess's ability to cook porridge from? Tang Yunzhao continued to investigate.

Yang Chun hurriedly said: "It's what I pondered, it's not taught to me by anyone, it's not a difficult thing, it's just the simplest white porridge, which most people can cook." ”

Yang Chun's perfunctory words Tang Yunzhao could naturally hear it, but he didn't believe it, there were a lot of white porridge, but it was the same taste as the white porridge, and it was the first time he had drunk it.

"Doesn't the crown princess think that she should cook porridge for the prince herself? ”

Tang Yunzhao said so, and Yang Chun had no choice but to agree, but when he was cooking porridge the next day, he deliberately asked Xiaohe to do him a favor, pretending to go to the toilet, and when he came back, he sent it to Tang Yunzhao when it was almost cooked.

Tang Yunzhao took a sip and put down the spoon directly.

"It's not what you did, right?" said to Yang Chun with some displeasure in an undoubted tone.

Yang Chun chuckled in his heart, but still said stiffly: "I made it, porridge is a thing that is the same every day, and it is normal that it is different from yesterday." ”

Tang Yunzhao didn't say anything, but he didn't drink this porridge again after all, Yang Chun didn't dare to be clever anymore in his eyes, and on the third day, he still made his own porridge, and Tang Yunzhao drank it all.

It's just a bowl of porridge, it doesn't mean anything, Yang Chun can only continue to comfort himself.