Seeing that Li He was directly dragged away without having time to say a word, the other imperial doctors looked at each other, and then knelt down one after another, no one dared to take another step, for fear that it would be their turn next.

However, Yan Wenhao didn't take the time to pay attention to them, so he let them kneel like this, as if when they didn't save zài, and he himself got up on his own, let Fuquan dress him up, tidy up his clothes, and let the other palace maids and eunuchs serve and wash.

After the palace maids and eunuchs with washing utensils left the main hall, Yan Wenhao remembered the imperial doctor kneeling at the door, walked over slowly, looked at them condescendingly, and said lightly: "Get up, I don't blame you for today's events, as for my father, you should know what to say." ”

Several imperial doctors broke out in a cold sweat and nodded hurriedly, "Weichen understands." ”

"In that case, let's all go down." After speaking, Yan Wenhao waved his hand, and then walked past them towards the outside of the hall.

Fuquan followed Yan Wenhao's side, carefully supported him, and whispered: "Your Highness, should you go to see the princess, after all, ......" His words were not finished, but everyone understood the meaning.

Mu Ziling is the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, amazingly talented, and has always been the best husband and wife candidate for most women who have not left the cabinet in the capital, and let him marry Yan Wenhao as a man, which is already a kind of humiliation for him, and now Li He is talking directly about such a private matter in front of so many people, the implication is obvious, and it directly points to him being suspected of seducing the prince.

In fact, everyone knows that with Yan Wenhao's current body, he can't do anything drastic at all, and it is not easy to get up and walk, let alone have sex...... And Li He's statement is nothing more than aimed at Mu Ziling, as for who instructed it and what he wanted, it is up to debate.

"Help me over," sighed, Yan Wenhao raised his head, he looked at Mu Ziling, who was sitting alone in the pavilion with his back to him not far away, muttered for a while, and then continued: "Tell the others to send breakfast there too." ”

"Yes." Fuquan replied respectfully.

Inside the gazebo.

Mu Ziling had been sitting for a long time, and the slightly moist cool breeze ruffled his hair, but he didn't react at all, just his eyes fell on a few budding lotus flowers in the pond, and he was a little stunned.

He thought that he had experienced life and death once, and when he came back again, he was able to stop caring about many things.

Just like before, he can calmly accept that he is like a woman, and let the court officials teach him every word and deed; He can also accept ignoring their various gazes in front of the people of the world, putting on red makeup without changing his face, and marrying another man......

But just now, he found that he still had a lot of unacceptable and unrelieved words, the words of the imperial doctor, those eyes thrown at him, he felt suffocated, ashamed, and even unable to think......

He was already arrogant, and it was hard to convince himself to face such fate and choice calmly, but when that naked-naked, humiliating language came at him, he really couldn't bear it.

The hand placed in the wide sleeve was clenched into a fist, and the nails sank deep into the palm of the hand, and the bursts of pain finally recalled Mu Ziling's thoughts, he lowered his head, pursed his lips, and looked at the goldfish swimming around in the pond, with a deep blankness in his eyes.

-- He had doubts about whether he had chosen the right path and whether he could persevere to the end.

In fact, whether it is in his previous life or in this life, Mu Ziling has lived under the protection of Mu Jiyan since he was a child, even if he almost died several times because of Xu Ziqi, and finally died under Xu Ziqi's conspiracy in the previous life, but in the final analysis, the environment in which he lives is still rich and simple.

Because it wasn't until he died in the previous life that he discovered Xu Ziqi's true face, and knew that his several births and deaths were directly related to her.

He has experienced too little, his world is still like a blank sheet of paper, even if he has read thousands of books, is talented, and is fortunate to return to the origin of changing his fate after death, his heart has also changed, but it is only a little change, not enough, not enough at all.

Immersed in his own thoughts, Mu Ziling was completely unaware of the arrival of Yan Wenhao and Fuquan.

"Wang ......" Fuquan took a step forward, and was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Wenhao with his eyes.

Motioning for Fuquan to go down first, Yan Wenhao sat down opposite Mu Ziling, then raised a hand to support his chin, and looked at the young man in front of him with an inquiring gaze, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were deep, and at the same time black as thick ink.

For a moment, the gazebo was silent.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Ziling blinked his somewhat tired eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Yan Wenhao, who was sitting opposite him, staring at him, and was stunned for a moment, and wanted to stand up and salute.

Grabbing Mu Ziling's hand on the white jade table, Yan Wenhao shook his head at him, "You don't have to salute me. ”

“…… Good. ”

Lowering his eyes, Mu Ziling's gaze fell on the hand he was shaking with Yan Wenhao on the white jade table, he tried to pull it out, but found that he couldn't pull it back, so he didn't move anymore, letting their hands clasp each other like that.

Without mentioning what happened just now, Yan Wenhao just held him like that, and after looking around, he asked out loud, "Why don't you see that waiter of yours?" ”

He remembered clearly that the round-faced young man was like an old hen guarding a calf several times, impulsively and recklessly guarding in front of Mu Ziling.

A little surprised that Yan Wenhao would ask about Ah Lin, Mu Ziling thought about it and replied: "I left him in the Prime Minister's Mansion, this is the palace, Ah Lin is not suitable to come in." ”

Yan Wenhao nodded and said, "When the mansion outside the palace is repaired, bring him with you, there should be a close attendant by your side." After a pause, he continued: "In the palace, it will be much freer than in the palace, and there is no need to be so cautious. ”

There are eyeliners of various forces everywhere in this palace, and Ah Lin's character is indeed not suitable for entering the palace, but in the palace, it will be better, even if there are occasional words blurted out without brains, it will not cause too much trouble.

Hearing this, Mu Ziling suddenly looked up at him, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, he knew that Yan Wenhao's words were equivalent to giving Ah Lin a 'gold medal for avoiding death' in disguise, as long as Ah Lin could restrain his too exposed personality and no longer be so impulsive, he could stay in the palace and continue to follow him.

"Thank you." He heard himself say that.

Yan Wenhao still held his hand and smiled at him: "Why thank me for being gentle, you are my princess, and you should have the right to choose to marry an attendant." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Ziling deeply, and then said slowly: "What's more, I should thank you for your willingness to save my life." ”

Yan Wenhao's words, Mu Ziling could understand.

For a moment, they looked at each other and were silent.

At this time, Fuquan led the palace maids to bring breakfast, and the exquisite dishes were placed on the white jade table one by one, which broke the quiet state.

Letting go of the hand holding Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao tilted his head and instructed Fuquan: "Go and invite Imperial Doctor Pei." ”

Fuquan respectfully accepted the order to retreat.

"Do you have any of these dishes that you like gently?" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Wenhao took the chopsticks used for cloth vegetables from the palace maid's hand, picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in Mu Ziling's bowl, and asked gently, "How about this?" ”

“……”

Lowering his head, Mu Ziling looked at the fish in the bowl, frowned slightly, and did not speak, his expression was a little uncomfortable, and there was a little doubt.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, Yan Wenhao sandwiched another dish for him, and asked again, "Doesn't Qianhe like fish?" Then try this. "This time he had a chop.

His eyes flashed, and this time, Mu Ziling finally reacted, "...... I'll do it myself. ”

"It's fine."

Putting down Bucai's chopsticks, seeing Mu Ziling's bland attitude, Yan Wenhao seemed a little disappointed.

Glancing at Yan Wenhao and hesitating for a while, Mu Ziling finally raised his hand to scoop a bowl of soup for him, "Your Highness, you can eat it too." ”

Looking at the soup in front of him, Yan Wenhao's eyes lit up, he nodded, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled.