"You ......" Kuang Xihan's memory is not that there are no men, on the contrary, including the imperial husband Lu Xiuzhu I met that day, countless beautiful or bright faces flashed in my mind, but most of them were a vague impression, as if those people were just passers-by who left with a little water in front of her eyes, and did not leave her with enough profundity to remember.

Or perhaps, for Kwong Xihan, these passers-by are just passers-by after all, and there is no need to remember them at all—the most pictures I can think of are all related to Kwong Xiqing.

"Why, you don't recognize the slave after only a few days? Didn't you get sick and burn out your brain, right? Seeing that I didn't reply, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly leaned forward and stretched out his hand to touch my face, with a little worry in his surprise.

I hurriedly turned my face sideways to avoid his hand, and he grabbed my wrist and tried to pull me closer, but the strength was so great that I couldn't break free.

- Aren't all the men in the big Wu born weak and squeamish? How did you get to him, but he was so powerful?

I stroked my chest, which was a little panting under the excitement, and then I couldn't help sighing: Alas, it turned out that he was not born with better strength than ordinary women, but Kuang Xihan's sick body was too useless.

My face was hot, and I immediately glared at the man angrily, hoping that the power of Tong Guò Kuang Xihan would make him restrain himself, "Since you know this king, you should know that being rude to this king is a serious crime...... You still don't let go? ”

I never thought that this charming man actually sneered, turned his face disappreciatively, and blew leisurely into my ear: "Yo ho, this is still the prince's score?" Why, how will His Highness punish the slave? Is it hung up and beaten, or is it scalded with wax oil? ”

"You! I, I ......" He seemed to think I was deliberately teasing him, and instead of letting go of me, he got closer and closer, and I could almost feel the heat passing through my clothes—a suggestive teasing that made me feel sick to my stomach and almost nauseous.

"Tsk, why didn't Your Highness speak, didn't you think of some new tricks? The slave is so afraid, this heart is about to jump out of his chest, I don't believe you touch it~" He took my hand and forced it on his chest, ignoring my resistance.

"You—don't do that!" My scalp was numb, my chest was stuffy, and I had never resented Kwong Xihan's weak body as much as I did now.

After holding each other, I subconsciously turned my head and wanted to ask Jiang Zhuo for help, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw that she was just standing with her head bowed to the side, and she didn't mean to come up to parry for me, thinking that she knew this man, and was sure that he would not cause me any harm; Or maybe she thought that I was familiar with this man and didn't need her intervention - too, where could she have expected that this core was no longer the unruly Kwong Xihan himself?

It's just that if she doesn't make a move, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to get out.

If the ministers who attended the banquet found out that I was pulling and pulling with the men in this harem, I don't know how many incidents would happen?

That's fine, in contrast, I'm more worried about Kwong Xiqing's reaction - whether she finds an excuse to attack me as a prince, or because of it, she is embarrassed and angry, it is the result that I don't want to see.

In a hurry, I didn't know where I got the strength, I shook the man's hand away, and scolded: "Presumptuous! ”

He was stunned for a moment, as if taken aback by my reprimand, tears quickly condensed in his eyes, and he looked at me with tears in his eyes, as if I had committed some heinous sin against him—I had never seen a man with tears like him, nor had I ever seen a man crying so calmly and sadly, and for a moment, I was also stunned.

His tears were only in his eyes, and did not gush out, the expression in his eyes changed, and suddenly a touch of resentment crossed it, I didn't say it in my heart, and before I had time to retreat, the next moment he pounced, and threw a fist on me, crying while fighting: "Good you Kuang Xihan, you actually gave up in chaos!" I—I'll kill you, you conscienceless! ”

My shoulders and arms were affected, and under the pain, my breath was short, and I couldn't lift my breath, and my eyes were so dark that I almost fainted.

"Your Highness?" His crying was choked, but the screams shook my eardrums and gave me an unbearable headache; My hands and feet were weak for a while, and I couldn't support my body anymore.

"Lord, is there a big problem?" When I was about to fall soft, a pair of powerful hands behind me firmly held my lower back, and when I squinted, Jiang Zhuo frowned, and his expression was very strict.

I was about to answer, but the man gave her a hard push, and then took me into his arms, and shouted in a sharp voice, "What is the pestle doing here, why don't you go and call the imperial doctor!" Didn't you see that the prince couldn't breathe? ”

"Xu Guijun, please respect yourself." Jiang Zhuo glanced at him coldly, "The prince is all because of you this time." ”

The man was about to say something, but he was silent under her stern gaze.

Jiang Zhuo retracted his gaze, then approached me and whispered, "Lord Wang, hold on, I'll come when I go." ”

I nodded reluctantly, my chest felt like a big stone had been crushed, and the pain was unbearable, and it was difficult to even speak.

When she turned around, the man suddenly stopped her and told her uneasily: "Remember, go to Imperial Doctor Liang of the Imperial Medical Bureau, don't alarm others!" ”

The only answer to him was Jiang Zhuo's back that quickly disappeared behind the rockery.

"You!" He gritted his teeth and glared in the direction Jiang Zhuo left, but he was helpless.

"Ahem......" My throat was itchy, and I coughed a few times, but it seemed to exhale some of the depressed breath and feel a little better, and I had the strength to speak, "You, you help this king up first." ”

Although the grass is soft, it is connected with the cold earth, Kuang Xihan's weak physique is not willing to contact for a long time, but now I can't use my strength, I can only ask for help from the culprit around me who caused a qiē.

"The slave's Huaquan Palace is nearby, why don't Your Highness go back with the slave to have a cup of hot tea and slow down?" He said as he struggled to hold me up.

"Jiang Zhuo can't see this king when he comes back, so he will be anxious" I have to admit that his mention made me a little moved, after all, in my current state, it is not suitable to return to the banquet immediately, and it is better to have a place to rest than to blow a cold wind in this garden.

- It's just that Jiang Zhuo is a reason; Another reason is that I am afraid of this capricious man and do not want to have anything to do with him.

"It's easy to do, just leave a squire here to wait." He turned back and called out in the direction from which he had come, and in a moment two waiters with buns trotted over, the stronger one picking me up at once, and the thinner one bowing and waiting.

"Yikes!" I was so frightened that I grabbed the squire by the neck, and the next moment I withdrew my hand in embarrassment under the astonished eyes of several people - even if I explained the so-called "conditioned reflex" to them, I would probably only be mistaken by them as crazy.

"Ahem, this king is fine, isn't he going to Huaquan Palace, why don't you leave quickly?" In order to turn the atmosphere of this moment, I had to remind stiffly.

"Yes, yes......" They seemed to have just come back from their surprise, and hurriedly agreed, and the attendant carried me forward as if he were flying, although he looked slender, his strength was not small—I couldn't help but complain again in my heart that Kuang Xihan's weak physique was not even comparable to a young attendant.

"Jinhuan, be careful, if it is upside down Your Highness, I will pick your skin!" He followed the side step by step, urging his attendants to speed up his steps towards the palace, but he kept threatening the other party to keep steady; Listening silently to his broken thoughts, I secretly laughed, because the embarrassment and fright of being suddenly picked up by a strange man disappeared invisibly.

The Huaquan Palace was indeed not far away, as he said, and it was only a little after half a cup of tea that he saw a rather gorgeous and magnificent palace - so close that it is not unreasonable to explain that a man he had never been invited appeared on the rockery behind the banquet hall just to enjoy the scenery, and met me who came out to breathe.

The only strange thing is that he was unusual when we first met, as if he had known where I would appear, and the relationship with the original owner Kuang Xihan was also impossible not to care.

There were two palace attendants standing at the gate of the palace, holding on to the palace lamp and looking left and right, as if they were waiting for someone; At the moment when he saw us appear, he hurriedly greeted us, one opened the door neatly, and the other trotted back to the inner hall with a smoke, and Xu was ready to go.

――How do I think these people are so familiar that they don't feel like they're doing this for the first time?

The attendant who carried me into the wing of the main hall, went straight inside, and gently laid me down on the bed with a purple peony curtain; I vaguely feel that this should be Xu Guijun's bedroom.

In this harem, the man who can be called a noble monarch can be counted on one hand; And as an adult prince, I shouldn't have appeared in this Huaquan Palace, let alone lying on the other party's bed - if I was discovered, I would not be able to wash myself even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

Touching my chest, I took a cup of hot tea handed by Xu Guijun and drank it slowly; The warm tea flowed from the throat to the stomach, as if it had covered the knot.

I let out a long sigh of relief.

"Bingguijun, the imperial doctor is here" The attendant's voice came from outside the door, but I heard a trace of unfinished meaning.

The door was pushed open, and the middle-aged woman with the medicine box hurriedly walked in, my gaze passed through her, and fell on Jiang Zhuo, who was following behind, and was about to say the words suddenly froze in her throat - after Jiang Zhuo, there was another person.

The man was wearing a dark Fengxiang Nine Heavens brocade robe, the long hem of his clothes was swaying to the ground, silently filled with a cold and solemn atmosphere, his gentle and delicate face was indifferent, and it was Kuang Xiqing who was supposed to be at the banquet at this moment.

I chuckled in my heart, only to feel that my newly flat chest was about to breathe again.