At this time, in the guest room of Liufu-

On the bed, Liu Zhilan fell asleep peacefully. Her eyes were closed, her face pale, as fragile as a delicate butterfly. She was asleep, a broad, white hand trying to caress her cheek. The hand stayed on Liu Zhilan's face for a moment, but in the end, it only brushed the black hair on her pillow very slowly and lightly with the white and slender onion fingers like jade, as if she was afraid of waking up the people on the couch.

"Lord Wang......" Zhen Cha stood a few steps in front of the couch and lowered his head, replaying the scene in his mind.

A stick of incense before the ......

By the screen, the hand holding the needle is behind him. She walked softly to the window, leaned back and hid by the window, slowing her breath and listening quietly to the tapping on the window.

After the people outside the window knocked rhythmically a few times, they saw that there was no response, so in Zhencha's cold and vigilant eyes, the window was slowly pushed open and made a slight "squeak-" sound, and then a touch of red fell quickly and silently on the floor of the guest room.

Zhen Cha clenched the silver needle and was about to make a move on the visitor, but when she saw that the person turned around and quietly closed the window, the moment the person's face entered her eyes, Zhen Cha's eyes suddenly widened, "Lord Wang!"

Mo Yunchen, who turned around and closed the window, was also startled when he saw Zhencha hiding by the window and suddenly appeared, and his hand that closed the window shook slightly, "What are you doing here?"

"What is the prince doing here at this time?" Zhencha breathed a sigh of relief and secretly put away the silver needle in his hand.

"Naturally, I came to see the king's troubled allies. Mo Yunchen saw that Zhencha let down his guard, and his feelings were treating him as a thief. "Since you're here, it seems that this king is not in the wrong place. With that, he raised his feet and walked silently towards the bed blocked by the screen......

When he came back to his senses, Zhen Cha was surprised that Mo Yunchen, who was in broad daylight, dared to open the window of Liufu, and at the same time, he kept his mouth closed and asked his curiosity: "The girl's bamboo building collapsed, how did the prince find this guest room?"

"The bamboo building has collapsed, and there is no place for her in this Liufu except for the guest room. As for which room it is, just look at whether there is a Liufu Mansion guard outside. Mo Yunchen replied absentmindedly, and his half-drooping eyes stared at the unconscious Liu Zhilan without blinking.

Zhen Cha was speechless, and there were guards outside, so he dared to come in, but the road under the window at the end of the screen was a narrow road, and no one generally cared, otherwise it would be good to be discovered!

She ...... How did you get hurt?" was silent in the room for a long time, and Mo Yunchen asked softly and dryly. Fang just saw the collapsed bamboo building in the Bamboo Pavilion from a distance, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and at that moment, somehow his whole body movements became faster, and he struggled to restrain himself from slowing down so that he was not perceived by those guards. Since she met Liu Zhilan, although she has been pretending to be sick and weak, but this time she was really injured, and she was so badly injured! Looking at that hypocritical face now showing real weakness, Mo Yunchen's heart suddenly oozed a trace of sadness. He looked at the sleeping face with a little expectation, as if the next moment the slightly peeled thin lips on this face would bloom into a smile that had no temperature on weekdays.

"Back to the prince, the slave and maid don't know, when the slave and maid arrived, the bamboo building had collapsed, and the master ......" In the end, the voice of Zhencha became smaller and smaller. She buried her head deeply, and every time she remembered the events of that night, the guilt and self-blame in her heart deepened a lot.

"Hmph!" Mo Yunchen snorted coldly, but it was not only for Zhen Cha's dereliction of duty as Liu Zhilan's maidservant, "There is such a big thing in Liufu, but Liu Zhengqian is like an iron bucket around Liufu!" "Seeing that Liu Zhengqian is definitely not to protect Liu Zhilan, at most, he is afraid that Liu Zhilan will be criticized again because of Liu Zhilan's injury." After all, just two days ago, Liu Zhilan was seriously injured and almost lost her life, such a thing is a coincidence, I am afraid that even the Huangkou children in the imperial capital will not believe it.

"The lord has fenced off the Liufu?" Zhencha looked up in surprise, could it be that the lord still has a girl in his heart?

"Of course not. Mo Yunchen sneered, and the red clothes on his body made him smile gloomily, "Liufu's face is as usual, but anyone who is related to Liu Zhilan will be blocked out of Liufu." "Those who don't know Liu Zhilan will not see Liu Zhilan, and if they don't see it, they won't know the situation of Liu Zhilan, and the only one who knows the inside story is impossible to spread the gossip of Beppu, so the fact that Liu Zhilan almost died naturally can't be spread, what is the difference between this and surrounding Liufu in an iron bucket?

Mo Yunchen said clearly, Zhen Cha listened to the gentle face full of anger, "The children of ordinary people have already reported to the official if they are injured, and he only thinks about the reputation of Liufu!" There were guards guarding the door, and Zhen Cha didn't dare to scold loudly, so he had to bite his lower lip and almost ooze blood.

Mo Yunchen glanced at Zhen Cha, and then looked at Liu Zhilan quietly, "By the way, Imperial Doctor Huai was stopped at the door yesterday, so who treated her injury?"

"Back to the prince, it was Lord Fujun who treated the girl's injury. Feeling the hidden anger from Mo Yunchen, Zhencha suffered silently.

"Fu Jun?" Mo Yunchen turned his head to look at Zhen Cha, "How could Lord Fu Jun come to treat her injuries?"

"I heard that when he went to the palace to ask the emperor for a royal doctor, he happened to meet Lord Fujun at the gate of the palace. Zhencha replied, but saw Mo Yunchen sitting on the edge of the couch for a while, and then stared at his master again. She lowered her head, not seeing the deep thought in Mo Yunchen's eyes.

Mo Yunchen's eyes swept over Liu Zhilan's abdomen covered by the futon, intentionally or unintentionally, and kept thinking about how Ji Juyuan treated Liu Zhilan's injury? Did Ji Juyuan see Liu Zhilan's body? If so, did he only see the abdomen or did he also see other parts? Did he help her bandage her with his own hands in addition to looking at it? How long did his hand touch her body?

Thinking about it, Mo Yunchen inadvertently darkened his face. Although he was happy that Ji Juyuan cured Liu Zhilan, he was ...... Why did he feel a little awkward? Mo Yunchen sniffed with his fingers curling Liu Zhilan's Xiu Zhi to the tip of his nose, and his rich concubine lips said coldly to Zhen Cha: "You, go to the door and guard, someone is coming to stop the king for this king." ”

"Well, yes. Zhencha was stunned, and after saluting, he obediently retreated to the door of the guest room and quietly opened a crack in the door to look out. There are guards at the door, and it would be too suspicious for her to go out and stand and fight with them.

His eyes were focused on Zhen Cha, who was concentrating on guarding the door, and Mo Yunchen leaned over to Liu Zhilan's face. He propped his hands on the sides of the willow orchid, and breathed in the slow snort of the willow orchid in his nose. The red clothes on his upper body were tucked around the snow-white middle coat that Liu Zhilan was exposed to outside the quilt, and his long half-scattered hair hung down next to Liu Zhilan's slender neck, which would definitely feel very itchy if she was awake.

Mo Yunchen's bewitching peach blossom eyes were carefully carved into Liu Zhilan's quiet and pale face. The slightly thin but fair goose egg face like a shelled egg, the symmetrical and slender willow eyebrows, each slender black eyelash embellished with the closed willow leaf eye, the small tear mole under the left corner of the eye, the erect and small nose, and ...... The thin cherry lips that should have been pink instead of bloodless.

Mo Yunchen's dark pupils stared at this beautiful face that was only a fraction of a minute away from his eyebrows, eyes and nose, he half-closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a sneer. If the little drama singer knew that she was shown by a man she had never seen when she was unconscious, I wonder if she would be like an ordinary woman who wanted to die or live?

He opened his eyes, turned his face sideways, and lay his whole body on the outside of the bed, he supported his head with one hand, and with the other hand, he took the jade fox nine-tailed blood hairpin from the bun on his head. He held the hairpin above Liu Zhilan's face, and the nine red agate the size of fingernails decorated with soft gold silk on the hairpin tail gently fell on the side of Liu Zhilan's face. Mo Yunchen lowered his eyes sideways and looked at the unconscious Liu Zhilan beside him, with a naughty floating on his charming and handsome face.

If you wake up early, the hairpin will be yours as soon as possible, and if you wake up one day later, the king will have to keep it for you for one more day.