Chapter Forty-Eight: Little by Little Transformation

Dressed in white, peerless elegance.

This person is none other than Chunyuan Lanmu.

A muffled snort pressed into his mouth, and Chun Yuan Lan covered his right arm, his brows furrowed slightly.

looked at the person who was bent on his knees in front of him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. seemed to have become accustomed to her alienation, and only smiled faintly: "But scared? ”

The ancient painting fan got up, pursed his lips and said, "How can you be so delicate when you are a slave!" ”

Although she claims to be a slave, she can't change her little character between words. It may be that she has not accepted these stereotypes in her bones.

Hearing this, the gentleness at the corner of her mouth deepened, and she said in a clear voice: "That's right, you are always different from other women!" ”

This sentence has a unique and profound meaning, but the ancient painting fan didn't want to think about it, and said at the moment: "The slave maid still has to go to the inner hall on an errand, so she will leave!" ”

He wanted to leave, but he stopped, looked at the man who was standing lightly, and said softly: "Your Royal Highness Six, this is going to Fuzhou, but is it a qiēshun lì?" The slave maid heard that the arm of the Sixth Highness had been injured. But really? ”

His eyes were staring straight at his right arm, which he had been holding with his hand, thinking that he had just touched his wound between pushing and shoving.

Seeing that he was silent, I looked up, but I saw his gentle smile gradually deepening.

"If you hurt your bones, the doctor has already seen it, and you will be fine after a while." The tone was faint, as if it was an ordinary thing.

The ancient painting fan frowned, it actually hurt the bones! That's not a trivial matter, if it's not handled well, it will leave the root of the disease. How important arms are to people!

He stepped forward to check, but found that it was a little abrupt, so he said, "Please forgive the slave and maid for being presumptuous, can you let the slave and maid check it for you?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the ancient painting fan couldn't wait to bite off his tongue! These words are really abrupt, a slave and maid went to see the arm of His Royal Highness, and he really had no concept of dignity and inferiority, so he pulled it out and cut it off-

Unexpectedly but not unexpectedly, Chunyuan Lan Muyan did not have any other reaction to refuse, but slowly straightened his arm and showed it to her.

Gu Huafan let out a long detour in the bottom of his heart, and then he realized that his hands were already sweaty.

Grabbing the corner of his coat, he reached out and covered his arm.

The weather was hot, so the Imperial Doctor was not too bloated. You can feel it through the thin gauze, and the bone from the wrist to the elbow has been slightly deformed, and the arm is even more swollen.

Carefully holding it, for fear that one would accidentally hurt him.

After checking it, the ancient painting fan took a step back and said softly: "Your Highness can cultivate more according to the instructions of the imperial doctor, remember not to touch the cold water, not to use excessive force, not to collide again, and not to-"

"I was pushed by you just now, and it really hurt for a while, but is it a big problem?" Chunyuan Lan Mu interrupted her words and said softly.

The ancient painting fan choked, bit his lip weakly, and said: "The Sixth Highness forgives the sin, and the slave and maid don't check it for a while-"

"Imperial Physician Li has returned to his hometown in the past few days, and I'm not used to using other imperial physicians to see me, so-"

"The slave knows a little bit about medical skills, and she can also relieve the symptoms for His Royal Highness the Sixth. I only hope that the Sixth Highness will not blame the unintentional mistake of the slave just now. Hearing this, the ancient painting fan hurriedly said. But I always feel like I've fallen into a pit.

The smile on the corner of Chunyuan Lanxu's mouth deepened, and he said lightly: "Then this arm of mine depends on you." ”

The ancient painting fan blessed the blessed body, and said: "The sixth highness is strict, and the slave will definitely do her best to treat your highness." The slave and maid should go to the inner temple on an errand, and the slave and maid will retire. ”

Blessed again, he slowly retreated.

Looking at her distant back, the smile on the corner of Chunyuan Lanxu's mouth gradually became deeper, and she reached out to cover her right arm, where there seemed to be a feeling of being touched by her.

An inaudible sigh lingered in the rockery, and after a while, Chunyuan Lan Mu walked towards the inner hall.

Inside the flower room.

Seeing the ancient painting fan hurrying forward, fluttering as if seeing a savior.

"Oh, Fan'er, you're finally here, where have you been for so long? This light yarn flowing, I really can't brew the taste of your bubbles. It's finally waiting for you! Piao Wu took the hand of the ancient painting fan, came to the tea table, rolled up her sleeves, and said urgently.

Gu Huafan was also really anxious in his heart, so he had to say: "Some things have been delayed, you prepare the tea tray first, and I will brew it immediately!" ”

Fortunately, although the procedure of this light yarn is more complicated, it should not be soaked for too long, and it will not delay much time if you think about it!

The skillful operation of the movements in her hands, the vitality of making tea, she has been perfected, but in this palace, it is about making tea, but no one dares to underestimate her.

It was only a matter of moments, and the tea was ready.

The light yarn is placed in a tray alone, which is to be drunk by the emperor.

The other four teas are placed together in a tray. This is to be given to the four Highnesses.

After placing it, the two hurriedly walked to the inner hall with tea.

When I walked outside the door, I saw Lukfook standing outside the door. He winked at them, and his face seemed to be quite pleasant. It's not too late to think they're here.

The ancient painting fan held the light yarn and fireflies, fluttering and holding the tea cup of the four highnesses, and before entering the hall, he had already lowered his head deeply, closed his ears, and closed his mouth. Don't look around, don't listen randomly, don't talk nonsense, this is the most basic rule of being a subordinate.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard the voice of Emperor Chunyuan.

"Sixth, your arm is better?"

Hearing this, Chunyuan Lan Mu stood up and said softly: "Father Lao is worried, and the arms of the sons and daughters are fine. Just recuperate for a while. ”

Emperor Chunyuan walked and said: "Well, you have to be careful in the future, as a prince, you can't be impatient and reckless." ”

"Erchen has written it down!"

At this time, the ancient painting fan had already walked to Emperor Chunyuan with a tray, gently put down the teacup, and glanced at Li Xiuwen who was standing beside him. Only then did he slowly walk in front of the Fourth Highness. Fluttering followed with a tray.

Gu Hua Fan picked up one of the cups and put it down gently, the Fourth Highness looked at her, nodded slightly, and then walked in front of the Fifth Highness.

At this time, His Royal Highness Sixteenth said: "Father, the seventh brother is coming back soon, just in time for the fourth brother to get married, and the light ninth princess doesn't know if she will return with the seventh brother!" The seventh brother is not small, and the son still wants a seventh sister-in-law! ”

Just as the ancient painting fan brought tea to Chunyuan Lan Mu, seeing that he wanted to reach out and take it, thinking that his arm was inconvenient, he turned around and put it on the table. But when he heard this, he was in a trance, his hands trembled slightly, and the tea overflowed, dripping onto his fingers, and he was suddenly in pain, and he almost threw away the teacup. Fortunately, he was caught by Chunyuan Lanmu and put it on the table as if nothing happened.

The rest of the people were chatting lively, but they didn't pay attention to the movement here. The ancient painting fan quickly retracted his hand, and the red patch on his index finger was dazzling.

Hurriedly walked towards His Highness the Sixteenth and gently put down the teacup. I want to continue to listen to the emperor's following. But after the teacup was delivered, there was no reason to stay, so he bowed down and slowly retreated.

Walking out of the temple door a few steps, Piao Wu grabbed the hand of the ancient painting fan, and when he saw a large piece of burning bubbles on his index finger, he immediately blew his beard and glared.

"Fan'er, why are you so careless today, you see it's all blistering! It's going to leave a scar! ”

Hearing this, the ancient painting fan also looked down at his hand, so he didn't feel any pain, but at this moment, there was a pain in his heart.

Retracted his fingers, the ancient painting fan smiled faintly: "It's okay, it's just a hot one." ”

Luofu, who was standing honestly outside the door, walked quickly when he heard this, and asked, "What's wrong with Sister Fan'er, what's hot!" Piao Wu muttered: "Your good fan sister, burn your hands." It's all blistered and says it's okay. No, hurry up, go back to Congxin Pavilion, I'll bandage you! ”

When Liufu heard this, he also looked straight at the right hand hidden by the ancient painting fan, and said worriedly: "Sister Fan'er, what Piao Wu said is true?" Yan is not strict, go back and let her show your sister you! ”

The ancient painting fan was just about to speak, and Liufu hurriedly said: "I am here, Sister Fan'er can go with confidence!" ”

The ancient painting fan smiled helplessly, thanked him, and walked towards Congxin Pavilion with Piao Wu.