When Lan Bing filled her stomach and raised her head, the cake in front of Lan Zhichen had been completely solved, and her craftsmanship was recognized, which greatly satisfied her enterprising spirit, it was good to have such a person who spoiled herself no matter what time she was!

"Brother is so good! Bao'er feels so happy" Holding Lan Zhichen's thin waist, the face with his head buried in his neck socket, the warm touch was like a pampering for himself, and he rubbed it gently, smelling the faint ink fragrance on the other party's body, and the warm smell of the heart.

"Bao'er is also my happiness" The sudden action made Lan Zhichen quickly put down the hot tea in his hand and held Lan Bing's waist with his backhand, the cold Xizi was full of tenderness at the moment, and the words he said were more like a promise to affirm his determination.

”…… , Aha~" yawned, leaned on his broad and powerful arms, and slowly closed his eyes, thank you...... Thank you......

"Little sleeping pig, sleep, my brother will always be with you. "I must be tired of making cakes today, his Bao'er is always so distressing......

"Uh-huh......" The end note was not falling, and Lan Bing had fallen asleep heavily.

"Bao'er...... Bao'er ......" Lan Zhichen saw that the sleeping little man did not respond to the call, rubbed his devastated stomach, slowly got up, carefully covered the thin quilt for her, and went out of the room.

In the study, Lan Zhichen, who was sitting in the first place, asked Lin Bo, "How are the maids doing?"

"Back to Your Highness, it has been confirmed that they were all sent by the queen, but they are just ......"

"Huh?"

"The old slave found that one of the maids had some connection with the third prince, and asked His Highness to make a clear decision. “

"Leave people behind to continue to monitor closely, and don't startle the snakes. "Heh! The one in the palace is really a good abacus~ After more than ten years of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, he can't bear it, and now he is finally going to show his true face?hehe~~ Since someone wants to put on a good show, of course he doesn't mind watching one or two, but if someone wants to touch his Bao'er......

"Yes, the old slave obeys. ”

"Anything else?"

"Uh, is Your Highness sick today? The old slave sent someone to ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to ask for His Highness's pulse?"

"Ahem... , I just ate something by mistake, it's okay, go down!"

"Yes, the old slave is retired. "It's something that the princess and the golden prince made in the kitchen at noon, alas...... He still asked Imperial Doctor Zhang to prescribe a stomach diet recipe for His Royal Highness, when he is old, it is better to be confused about some things than to be sober......

"Your Highness" appeared in the study with twelve dressed in green clothes, kneeling down on one knee to Lan Zhichen and holding the armrest.

"There's something going on in the palace. The appearance of the twelfth made Lan Zhichenying's brows furrow slightly, and his voice was a little cold.

"Yes, under the pressure of the queen and the ministers, the emperor decided to hold a palace banquet in ten days, the purpose of which is ...... Choose the crown princess for His Royal Highness, and the holy decree will arrive in the evening."

"Who's the candidate?"

"Chao Fangfang, the little lady of the court's family", actually wanted Xiao to think about the position of the crown princess......? Is it worthy?

"Oh, have you had a hard time?"

"No, my subordinates will do it. "Poor daughter of the court, you can only blame your greedy father for sending you to His Highness.

"Inform the whereabouts of the place, and know the detailed actions of the other party before returning to the palace in this hall. “

"Yes, the subordinates retired"

As soon as Tsing Yi Twelve left, there was a knock on the door with a bowl of medicinal food outside the door.

"Come in"

"Your Highness, this is Lin Bo instructing the kitchen to make medicinal food for you,"

"Hmm" holding a jade bowl, inside is a yam and red bean porridge that helps to eliminate food and protect the stomach, Lin Bo, an old man who watched himself grow up, if he was not old and had the intention of retiring, he would definitely be his most powerful assistant. After drinking the porridge in the bowl, I felt that my churning stomach was a little more comfortable, and I looked at the letter presented by Zhang Zhong and frowned, and the temperature in the study dropped a lot.

"Your Highness, according to the clues given by the red-clothed ghost face, the obvious forces distributed in the Blue Country of the Yama Hall have all been eliminated, but in the past week, the other party seems to have deliberately hidden, no activity, not even doing business of buying and selling, no clues, just like it has never appeared in the Blue Country, the subordinates are not doing well, please punish Your Highness!"

"Buckle!"

"Come in"

"Your Highness, Doctor Mu is back!

"Is there anything unusual?"

"Back to Your Highness, except for the poor complexion, there is nothing abnormal"

"Hmm"

"Slave Retirement"

"Withdraw the personnel who continue to track, recall the personnel who are released, and plan ahead of schedule. Pay close attention to any movements of the three princes and empresses, and return in time. ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired" exhaled quietly, and Zhang Zhong was secretly glad that he had escaped a catastrophe and was ordered to retreat.

Fanyun Garden, in the room, Mu Feng after just bathing, wearing long half-wet hair, his face could not hide his tired look, and the cheeks that had lost a lot of weight were faintly bruised under his eyes, "cough cough! cough ......" Sharp pain pierced from his chest, and the internal injuries he suffered from the battle with the Snow Wing Snake King almost crushed him, but when he thought that Bao'er was still waiting for him to be treated here, he could persist no matter how serious the injury was, "cough cough...... Wow!" a mouthful of blood coughed up on the snow-white brocade in his hand, and the dark red blood spread down with the pale lips, which was quite shocking,

Outside the door, a purple shadow flashed, Mu Feng only felt that a warm stream was coming from behind him, and someone was actually using internal force to help him heal, sensing the other party's kindness, the originally vigilant and stiff body also relaxed, and lifted his messy and weak internal force to cooperate with the other party.

After a tea time, Lan Zhichen slowly withdrew the hand that was placed on Mu Feng's back, and instead sat opposite him, looking at the divine doctor who was pranayama with his eyes closed, Mu Feng was so seriously injured in order to get the medicine? And from the blood he vomited, it could be seen that there was still residual poison on his body, what happened on the way to get the medicine? What kind of thoughts did he have about Bao'er?

After a while, Mu Feng opened his eyes and saw Lan Zhichen in a purple robe, his eyes were slightly surprised and then returned to flat, such a strong and strong internal force is afraid that the entire continent will not be able to find a few.

"Thank you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for your help, look at His Royal Highness the Prince's pale color, but your body is sick?"

"The main hall is fine, I wonder if Brother Mu has found the snow lotus?"

"Naturally, it's just that the pharmacology of Snow Lotus itself is too domineering, and it needs to wait for the next treatment before the princess can take it."

"In this way, it will be hard for Brother Mu. “

His Royal Highness was polite, and immediately agreed to do his best to heal the princess. “

"Just because Brother Mu is willing to heal, it is worthy of this temple. But besides, there is still a love for taking medicine from thousands of miles away, if Brother Mu asks for something in the future, Lan Guo will definitely give up!"

"Okay, then remember it later, and then look at His Highness's words. "Don't regret it...

"Naturally not, then the main hall will not disturb Brother Mu to have a good rest, and take his leave. "He's talking about Lan Guo, but he's not talking about him, Lan Zhichen himself......

"Your Highness Walk Slowly"

Seeing Lan Zhichen away, Mu Feng walked to the bamboo chair next to the purple bamboo forest in the courtyard and sat down to look at the sky in the distance, a warm smile appeared on his pale face, as if he was looking at his beloved, Bao'er, I'm back, my body is okay?