Chapter 89 The Cold Feast

Song Zhancheng's face was full of anger, there were many injuries on his robe, and he could vaguely smell a smell of blood, Foshan followed cautiously, silently praying in his heart that everything would be safe.

Suddenly heard the sound of laughter in the house, and after hearing whose voice it was, Foshan grinned a little and couldn't control himself.

"Tsk~"

When I heard the voice, I looked up, and saw that the prince of his family had changed his face, and he was looking at himself with a playful smile on his face, "Lord, hehe!" ”

"Okay, everyone's worked hard, go down and rest first and then come over to talk about things."

Foshan didn't refuse, he followed those people and ran for a day and a night, his body had already smelled, plus there were some abrasions, he didn't want to be discovered by Qingming, it was too troublesome for a woman to cry.

Thinking like this, there is no impatience on his face at all, except for spoiling is full of fantasies. As for what he fantasizes about, it is estimated that only he knows it.

Song Zhancheng stood in the courtyard for a while, and when he heard the laughter in the house disappear, he turned his head back to his room unconsciously.

He also laughed at Foshan, a big man can show such a discordant smile, but he doesn't know that his emotions have long been freed from the troubles with the prince, it really responded to that sentence, and the authorities are fascinated bystanders.

A basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head, and Song Zhancheng slowly untied his clothes, and when only the middle coat was left, the injuries all over his body were revealed.

The arms, the back, the clothes in these places are stained red with blood, and now the blood has dried up, so it's not a big problem. However, when he turned around to get the towel, the wound on his chest was revealed.

In addition to the black blood clots clotting around, there were also some small pieces of medicinal powder that were also dried, and out of nowhere he felt a small dagger, Song Zhancheng disinfected it in an orderly manner, gritted his teeth, and slowly dug out the injured flesh.

Then, he put down the dagger and reached over, and the blood rushing again slid down his fingers, staining the bath water red. Soon, a small golden hook was made by him, and he re-medicated.

The effect of the best gold sore medicine is not covered, plus Song Zhancheng poured down a bottle without feeling distressed at all, and when the wound stopped bleeding again, he began to wash his body slowly.

changed into clean clothes, ordered someone to clean up those things, and the sound of Foshan sounded outside the door again.

"Master, I have something to report!"

"Come in."

"Master, you!" Seeing the golden hook in Song Zhancheng's hand, Foshan chuckled in his heart, and asked nervously, "Master, how is the injury?" ”

Song Zhancheng glanced up at him, wondering what was the fuss, isn't this kind of injury a common thing. "There is some poison, but I have already solved it, and there is no problem."

The golden hook was actually quenched?!

The crown prince is so ruthless, he is not afraid that the emperor will know that their brothers are killing each other? For the sake of the throne, he actually made such a ruthless move.

"What's so strange, the prince doesn't have the courage and scheming, so this trip to the northwest, it seems that he really received a lot of talented people." Song Zhancheng said unhurriedly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.

Foshan said he had nothing to say about it. The prince is wise and martial, and his martial arts are world-famous, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people such as him.

"By the way, Xiao Si said that those people seemed to be strangers, and he overheard them talking, but he didn't understand who they were, and he didn't know what bird language they spoke."

"This is a clue, but let's not be in a hurry, now we have a new understanding of the prince, before the father and the emperor have a final face, we just need to stand still."

Foshan nodded, he thought so too. The power of the prince and the way he does things are all because of the emperor's attitude that he is what he is now, but unfortunately, the saint is blind today.

Dissatisfied can only be secretly dissatisfied in his heart, Foshan bowed down and retreated, feeling unfair to their master.

Cheng Jingyun was bored, after so long, Lan Su still didn't have any news at all, which made her feel too frustrated, and she was a little discouraged to do things.

When I woke up, I learned that Song Zhancheng had returned, and immediately ran to the study to look for it. Hey? No one! In broad daylight, is it in the room?

I don't know when, Cheng Jingyun was already used to rampage in the palace, so she rushed into Song Zhancheng's house without knocking on the door, and was embarrassed.

"Ahh Why don't you get dressed in broad daylight? ”

Song Zhancheng was also stunned for a moment, and grabbed the sheet to wrap himself in annoyance, "Go out first!" "I didn't want to restrain her too much, but I didn't expect that now I have no sense of proportion at all, and I dare to break in casually.

Twisting his eyebrows and quickly getting dressed, he touched his chest uneasily, Song Zhancheng wore two more pieces, hoping that Cheng Jingyun hadn't seen the wound just now.

Opened the door again, "Is there something wrong with running over here in such a hurry?" ”

Cheng Jingyun blushed and looked at him with no face, it was so embarrassing, she didn't have any defenselessness at all, she rushed in like this, which girl in a normal person would dare to do this...... Really!

Annoyed and angry, Song Zhancheng was glared at fiercely and innocently inexplicably. twitched the corners of his mouth, and secretly said in his heart, forget it, don't worry about this person, you must pay attention in the future.

"It's all right!" Cheng Jingyun hurriedly threw down a sentence and wanted to run, but she didn't go far before Song Zhancheng shouted: "I'm not a tiger, I'm still a loss when I am seen by you!" Come back, I have something to tell you. ”

Cheng Jingyun followed behind the person resignedly, with a bitter face and didn't know what she was thinking, she bumped into Song Zhancheng suddenly, her small nose collided with the hard and strong muscles, and she turned red and white in an instant.

The nosebleed snapped and smashed to the ground, Cheng Jingyun only felt that the bridge of her nose was not her own, it was sour and numb, and after that strength, it was a severe pain, and she was aggrieved and just wanted to cry, she had nothing to do with so many muscles to eat? !

Song Zhancheng was in a hurry, and this little injury rested on him as ordinary as two drops of sweat, it was nothing at all. can see that Cheng Jingyun's eyes are moist, red and swollen, and she is a little confused.

"Lord Wang! Hurry up and get her cold water and pat her head. Qingming came out like a savior, pulling Cheng Jingyun's head, and her movements were slightly rude, which forced her to hold her head high to stop the bleeding.

Song Zhancheng was shouted at violently, he didn't care about his identity or anything, and hurriedly ordered someone to bring a basin of water.

There was a pink glimmer rippling in the basin, and Cheng Jingyun had a loveless face, and she hadn't eased up yet.

At that time, the two of them happened to be standing at the door, one in front and one in the back, the door was still ajar, Qingming naturally misunderstood, and opened his mouth to teach Cheng Jingyun: "You said that you were reckless all day long, and you could be smashed by the door, I thought you were cheerful, but now you are completely stupid!" ”

Song Zhancheng didn't hold back, and let out a short, mocking voice, as if he was afraid of provoking Cheng Jingyun's fried hair, so he quickly held back, and as a result, his voice completely changed its taste.

"......" Qingming didn't want to admit that the piglet-like voice was made by his tall, mighty, serious and cold master.

"That, my father ordered me to preside over this year's cold food banquet, I have to go to the Ministry of Rites to sit in town, and I have something to order someone to look for me there."

After speaking, without waiting for Cheng Jingyun to answer that she didn't hear it, Song Zhancheng disappeared.