When he woke up on the second day, Mu Ziling found that he was sleeping in Yan Wenhao's arms again, his cheek was still on Yan Wenhao's chest, and Yan Wenhao's hand was also on his waist, and the posture of the two seemed very intimate and ambiguous.

Mu Ziling was stunned, and after reacting, the whole person instantly stiffened-

Even when he stayed in Yan Wenhao's room, there would always be a scene of him sleeping in Yan Wenhao's arms on the second day, but he still felt very unaccustomed.

Slowing down, Mu Ziling moved slightly, trying to pull his head back a little, and cautiously stretched out his hand, wanting to take away the hand that was on his waist, but as soon as his hand was put up, he was immediately held by his backhand and wrapped into another slightly cold hand.

“……”

Subconsciously startled, Mu Ziling raised his eyes, looked at Yan Wenhao, and found that he was still closed at this moment, and it didn't seem like he had woken up, so he exhaled slightly, and then tried to withdraw his hand, but as soon as he moved, he found that he was holding his hand harder.

- His hands were clutched tightly and he couldn't move.

"Your Highness?"

With a little doubt in his eyes, he shouted in a tentative voice.

"Huh?"

Slowly opening his eyes, Yan Wenhao responded, and then lowered his head to look at the young man trapped in his arms, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Good morning, be modest." ”

Maybe it was because he had just woken up, at this moment, Yan Wenhao's voice was hoarse and low, very tempting, Mu Ziling was still in his arms at this time, one ear was very close to him, and when he heard this sound close at hand, he couldn't help but even turn red at the root of his ear.

“…… Good morning. ”

Raising his hand and nudging Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling withdrew from his arms, turned his head, looked away, and then got up with a slightly embarrassed expression.

With a gentle smile in his eyes, Yan Wenhao also sat up, he and Mu Ziling's hands were still holding each other, and at this moment, they pulled the trend, so Mu Ziling fell back into his arms.

Holding the young man's thin waist with both hands, Yan Wenhao lowered his head and leaned up, and landed an intimate kiss on the forehead of the young man in his arms, his voice was full of laughter: "Qianhe slept in my arms again last night......"

“……”

Slightly stunned, after coming back to his senses, Mu Ziling's face suddenly turned red, he hurriedly broke the hand around his waist, jumped out of Yan Wenhao's arms, and then stopped looking at him, and called Duo He Fuquan, who was standing outside and guarding, to get up and wash.

Yan Wenhao propped his chin and looked at him with a smile on his panicked appearance, his eyes were incredibly gentle, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became clearer and clearer.

The imperial doctor has to come to visit every day, and at this moment, he is already waiting outside the palace.

After Mu Ziling finished changing clothes and washing, Fu Quan stepped forward and whispered to ask if he wanted to summon them into the hall.

"Call them in."

Bowing slightly, Yan Wenhao looked at Mu Ziling again, and said softly: "Qian He is not used to being here, so let's go to eat first, I will go over soon." ”

"Okay."

Mu Ziling knew that Yan Wenhao was because of the Li He incident last time, and every time he had a routine morning inspection after that, he would support himself to avoid embarrassment and anxiety when he met those imperial doctors, and his heart was a little warm, and he didn't live up to this thoughtfulness, so he nodded immediately and left first with multiple faces.

He really didn't want to see them.

It didn't take long for the imperial doctors to walk in, and the one who called the pulse was still Imperial Doctor Pei, and everyone was very used to it.

Yan Wenhao didn't like to be touched by strangers, only Imperial Doctor Pei, because he had served Zhuang Hou, and he had been close to him since he was a child, so he reluctantly agreed to let him call the pulse, if he changed to other imperial doctors, he could only tie a silk thread to his wrist, hold the other end, and hang the silk to diagnose the pulse.

It's just that this suspensory wire diagnosis pulse is too difficult, and the cut out pulse is both true and false, and the pulse can only be vaguely conveyed through the guò silk thread, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, so unless Imperial Doctor Pei is not there, he is generally responsible for the pulse, and other imperial doctors are responsible for the consultation.

"How's my body?" Seeing that Imperial Doctor Pei put his hand on his wrist, Yan Wenhao asked.

Imperial Doctor Pei touched his long beard with one hand, and held his pulse with the other hand, he closed his eyes, and quietly called the pulse for a while, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, full of surprise, and a great smile appeared on his old face.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Yan Wenhao raised his eyes to look at him, and asked lightly: "Why do you say congratulations?" ”

Withdrawing his pulse-calling hand, Imperial Doctor Pei stood up straight, the smile on his face was not collected, he bent down at Yan Wenhao, and made a long salute respectfully, "The reason why Wei Chen congratulates His Royal Highness is because when Wei Chen diagnosed your pulse just now, he found that your current pulse is no different from that of a normal person. ”

After a pause, his tone was tinged with a little emotion, and he couldn't help but be relieved: "Your Highness, after so many years, your body has finally recovered to health. ”

After being silent for a while, he carefully advised: "However, although your illness has been cured, you have been sick for too long, and your body is still very weak at this time, so you still have to continue to take medicine. ”

Yan Wenhao didn't listen to the next words, he just heard the sentence 'restore health', his expression was a little stunned, and after a long time, he blinked, and asked very lightly and with a trembling voice: "Imperial Doctor Pei, what did you just say?" ”

His hand was so the quilt that even his fingertips were too white because of the lack of blood flow.

Looking at Yan Wenhao, who he had taken care of since he was a child and had always been strong and calm, at this time he looked at himself cautiously with a look of hope and temptation, Imperial Doctor Pei sighed quietly, and a trace of pity flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Bending down, he saluted again, and then said seriously: "Your Highness, Wei Chen Fang is saying that now your body is no different from ordinary people. ”

“…… Just like ordinary people? ”

Yan Wenhao's expression was stunned, his eyes were still dazed, his very helpless appearance, Fuquan's eyes, who were originally very happy, couldn't help but turn red, he really felt sorry for His Royal Highness.

Taking a step forward, Fuquan whispered, "Your Highness? ”

Yan Wenhao didn't reply to him, nor did he look at him, and his expression didn't even change in the slightest, as if he was in a trance.

Imperial Doctor Pei shook his head and sighed lightly: "Send someone to invite the princess." After saying that, he turned around again, looked at the imperial doctors who were all stunned, and said to them, "You all go down and wait first." ”

Putting away the horrified expressions on their faces, the imperial doctors looked at each other, and everyone had different expressions and expressions on their faces to a greater or lesser extent, but at this moment, no one was distracted to pay attention to them.

Respectfully saluting, they picked up their medicine boxes and retreated lightly.

As soon as the imperial doctors left, Imperial Doctor Pei gave Fu Quan a look, Fu Quan understood, nodded to him, and turned around and walked to the door of the hall to wait.

When there was no one else in the room, Yan Wenhao quickly restrained the expression on his face, turned his head to look at Imperial Doctor Pei, frowned, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Explain." His tone was flat, but imposing.

Imperial Doctor Pei's expression changed, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, and whispered tremblingly: "It was ordered by Lord Xie." ”

"Jing Yu?" Yan Wenhao's eyes flashed, he lowered his eyes to look at him, and said coldly: "Make it clear." ”

"Yes." Imperial Doctor Pei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and explained: "After the early dynasty yesterday, His Majesty summoned six Shangshu, and the right prime minister and the three princes, the fourth highness, and the fifth highness, discussed in the imperial study. ”

"After the deliberations are over, His Royal Highness asked Lord Zhao, the secretary of the Ministry of War, to send someone to send a message that His Majesty has already intended to hand over the case of the former Ministry of Rites to you to preside over the trial, but due to your condition, you are still considering it, and you have not drafted a holy decree for a long time."

Speaking of this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Wenhao, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Lord Xie was worried that if he delayed for too long, there would be other changes, so he entered the palace overnight last night and wanted to discuss with you, but you and the princess were asleep at that time, so he didn't bother, and turned to find Wei Chen, and instructed Wei Chen to say to your face that your body has recovered during today's morning consultation, and the news will reach Your Majesty's ears......

The anger in his eyes gradually eased, and Yan Wenhao nodded and said, "I know, you get up." After pondering for a while, he said: "My father will summon you over for questioning today, if he asks how my body is recovering, you just need to follow the words of the national teacher and put all the credit on the princess, don't say anything else, can you remember?" ”

In response, Imperial Doctor Pei said respectfully: "Weichen knows." ”

The other side.

After listening to the words of the little eunuch, Mu Ziling was excited, he stood up and was about to walk towards the main hall, even the wide sleeves touched the cup on the table, and the hot tea splashed on his shoes, burning his ankles, and he didn't notice it at all.

But he had sharp eyes, saw this scene, and hurriedly said: "Princess, your feet are ......"

"Huh?"

Mu Ziling glanced down, then shook his head with a light smile: "The tea is not hot, I'm fine, let's go see His Highness first." As he spoke, he had already taken a step forward and walked forward.

Walking outside the hall, Mu Ziling saw Fu Quan outside Hou and wondered: "Father-in-law Fu, where is Your Highness?" ”

"His Royal Highness is still in the palace, and the old slave is waiting for you." Fuquan's eyes were red, but his face was full of smiles, and he said respectfully: "The princess is going in, Imperial Doctor Pei is also inside." ”

Mu Ziling nodded, then walked past him, with eagerness, and walked straight in.

In the hall, Yan Wenhao heard the footsteps, gave Imperial Doctor Pei a look, and then gathered a cold look in his eyes, and recovered to the appearance of a little stunned just now.

"Your Highness." Before the sound of people arrived, Mu Ziling's words fell, and he turned the screen and walked in.

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao seemed to come back to his senses, he turned his head, and when he saw that it was Mu Ziling, his eyes lit up, and then he slowly smiled.

He beckoned to Mu Ziling, and his tone was gentle: "Be modest, come to my side." ”

Without any hesitation, Mu Ziling stepped forward according to his words, and after sitting down on the edge of the bed, he couldn't help but smile: "Congratulations." He was really happy for Yan Wenhao.

"Thank you, Humility."

Stretching out his hand, Yan Wenhao took the person into his arms, wrapped his hands tightly around the thin waist of the young man in his arms, rested his head on the other party's shoulder, and gently rubbed the young man's neck with one head, from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his eyebrows, he was covered with a thick smile.