In the Falcon King's study, Gao Yuan was helping him change his dressing.

"Lighten ......," the prince frowned.

"It's still Miss Naizhu who is careful, and only the old man has always hurt her." Gao Yuan said happily.

My butler can talk to me like that...... The prince sighed silently.

Just as he was about to refute, Jun He had already knocked on the door and came in.

"What's the matter?" The prince frowned, it was better not to be listened to by her about the housekeeper's words just now.

Jun He handed over the blue-green porcelain vase in his hand: "Jun Wu knows that you are injured, so he asked me to bring it here."

The prince took the small bottle, pulled out the lid and sniffed it, it was indeed a good medicine for healing, so he nodded and threw the small medicine bottle into the drawer.

When he looked up, he saw Jun He staring at him, and put on his clothes as if he was embarrassed.

"Is there anything else?"

Jun He shook his head, the prince had a lot of scars on his body, which shocked her a little.

"I've been on the battlefield before, and there's still one below, do you want to see it?" The prince saw what she was thinking, and said jokingly.

Jun He glared at him in disgust, turned around and left, she and the prince were without the shackles of father and daughter, and the relationship was really much better.

"Father!" Jun Feng's voice suddenly came from the door.

Jun He turned around, Jun Feng was standing at the door, his face was not very good, he didn't pay attention to Jun He, just looked at the prince with some worry.

The Falcon King uncomfortably buttoned up his clothes.

"This is the medicine prepared by Hong Zhiyan, and it works very well." Jun Feng handed over a box.

"Zhiyan deserves it?" The prince smiled and placed the box on the table.

"I'll help you with the medicine, and I'll come every day from now on." Jun Feng sat down on a lower stool next to him.

Jun He said goodbye first, and after only a few steps, she saw Jun Wu standing by the side window next to her, her expression a little lonely.

She hurriedly walked over as if she didn't see it, but in fact, she was still a little strange in her heart-why did Gao Yuan call him the prince and the prince?

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"When did the executive's house come?" Jun He asked, at this time she was doing needlework in the garden with the Murong clan and the Wu clan.

"Probably...... It's been a few years, right? Murong Shi recalled carefully, "At that time, your father was exiled because of some things, Gao Yuan followed him at that time, and later went to the battlefield together, your father originally wanted to recommend him to be an official, but he would rather be a housekeeper." ”

"He's willing to be a butler?" Jun He frowned.

"Gao Yuan's martial arts are good, but others have no opinions, and they can't be officials." Wu said at this time.

"What did he do before?"

"Why did you remember to ask Takato?" Murong was curious.

"It's just curiosity." Jun He said casually.

"He used to ...... It seems to be, a fisherman's house. Murong remembered carefully before he affirmed.

Jun He sat with them for a while, thinking of the girl Nazhu he heard from the prince, and felt a little sad and funny. Fortunately, Brother Yujun won't do anything to attract bees and butterflies, she thought.

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In the favorite Guiyan Pavilion of the Merry Boy and the Miss Party in the capital, Bai Youzi sat alone under a tree in the outer courtyard, and Jun Feng was obviously here, but he didn't look at her anymore.

She suddenly felt very sad, if Junfeng didn't want her at this time, she would really become the laughing stock of the whole capital, and no one would look up to her anymore.

Thinking of this, she mustered up some courage, took a small plate and walked to Jun Feng's side, he had never come here before, and now he was willing to come, it must be for himself.

Thinking like this, her smile became more natural.

"Today, Gui Yan Pavilion made pineapple cake, using pineapples from the manor that only pays tribute to the emperor, you can taste it."

Jun Feng was talking to another son, he didn't see Bai Youzi, he just deliberately wanted to try her reaction.

“…… Don't you like pineapples the most? Bai Youzi felt very scared, and the fear in her eyes was unobstructed.

"It's a bit noisy here, let's go talk to each other." Jun Feng said.

Bai Youzi was like being amnestied, and immediately followed Jun Feng, and the two entered a box together.

The box of Guiyan Pavilion is surrounded by thin wooden boards and screens, and you can only talk and can't do anything else, so you don't need to be particularly shy about it.

"Jun Feng......" Bai Youzi looked at him aggrievedly.

"Why don't you keep your word?" He asked.

Bai Youzi smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth: "The saddest thing in this world is not that you don't know your heart, but that some people know your intentions, but they ......."

"No one says that whoever you like must like you." Jun Feng interrupted her, "Since that lily is a medicine that can be **, you actually carry it with you, it is too vicious." ”

The expression on Bai Youzi's face changed again and again, and finally sneered: "It's true that the county lord of Qianrui took off his clothes and drilled into the man's arms, I don't know what other people think, why don't you go out and discuss?"

"You dare!" Jun Feng's voice suddenly rose.

"See if I dare!" Miss Bai Youzi's temper also exploded in an instant.

Jun Feng hesitated, but still spoke: "As long as I pursue you again, you won't say it?"

Bai Youzi nodded.

"Why should I believe you?"

"You can also choose not to believe it." Bai Youzi said coldly, so far, it's a big deal that she and Junhe jade are burned!

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How did Jun He know that Jun Feng had turned the sky with Bai Youzi for her, she accompanied her mother and Wu to do needlework for a while, and then packed up her things and prepared to go to the Hanging Pot Hospital.

The clinic hasn't opened today, but the new furniture has been bought, and it looks very comfortable.

Directly to the wing room in the backyard, Hong Zhiyan was preparing a silver needle to be used later, and Yujun was looking at the sky on the other side.

"Don't worry about Yujun or my craft?" Hong Zhiyan asked half-jokingly.

"I'm coming to see Brother Yujun." Jun He sat down opposite Yujun and patted his face very affectionately.

"You don't have to worry about me, just keep yourself busy." Yujun said.

"You're the most important." Jun He smiled.

Hong Zhiyan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and lowered his head to tidy up his things.

He met too late, if Yujun could meet Junhe first, he wouldn't let her like someone else.

While thinking, the silver needles have all been sterilized.

Yujun took off his shirt and sat cross-legged on the futon, Hong Zhiyan waved his sleeves, and the silver needles had already followed the wind, accurately piercing Yujun's various acupoints, and kept changing.

Jun He looked at it for a while, then turned to the back room, and casually looked at the account book of the Hanging Pot Medical Hall. Hong Zhiyan had already kept the cost of medicine to a minimum, so his income was not much, but fortunately, there were many people who came to him for medical treatment, so he had plenty of money - before he lost a lot of money, of course.

But then again, she doesn't seem to know anything about Hong Zhiyan's origins. Jun Feng said that the hanging pot has gone through several generations, why didn't such a medical family become an imperial doctor? And I've never heard Hong mention his family.

Jun He's curiosity was aroused little by little, and her intuition told her that Hong Zhiyan's background was not simple.