Walk out of the Chongwen Palace.

Mo Mo only felt that his head was dizzy, and he didn't know what day it was.

He dispatched troops to deal with disputes in the rivers and lakes, and he was very easy to capture, but he had never been so profitable with others.

"If this matter is completed, at the end of the three-year period, I can remove the ice spirit talisman from your body and let you go."

"Is that true?"

Flying Shadow Quicksand is used to being free, and since it became famous, many sects have extended olive branches and wanted to include it in their disciples, but they were all sternly rejected by him.

Now, he is forced to be subordinate to the Wu Ya, which has the advantage of not having to be hunted down and living a dark life.

Despite this, what he is looking forward to is the day when he will be unrestrained and hold his life in his hands!

Mo Mo glanced at him coldly, and strode away with his legs.

——

Back in the Frost Palace, it was late at night.

Ye Qiange was already sleepy, and on the way back, his eyelids were heavy and he almost fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Imperial Physician Xiao came early, carrying a medical kit on his back, waiting outside the door of the side hall.

It wasn't until Qiange had washed up and eaten breakfast that he hurried in and examined his wounds, admiring him again and again.

As if he wanted to speak and stopped, he couldn't wait to ask Ye Qiange to teach him the art of wound suturing immediately.

Ye Qiange couldn't cry or laugh, and couldn't bear to say: "Five days later, when this king's injury is better, you will convene the Imperial Medical Department, and this king will grant this law to you." ”

"Your Highness!"

Imperial Doctor Xiao was excited, although it was not immediately, and there were some regrets, but the five days of forbearance passed.

He comforted himself like this in his heart, and walked away with the medicine box on his back.

After drinking the decoction, Ye Qiange suddenly found that he had nothing to do, so he thought about it, if he didn't fall asleep for a day, he tossed and turned for a long time last night and couldn't sleep for a long time.

In his mind, some fragmented memories kept coming to him, which annoyed him.

It seemed to remember something, but at every critical moment, it suddenly collapsed.

I'm not going out today.

He asked Angelica to push herself under the almond tree.

Then he sat quietly in a wheelchair in a daze.

"Brother, brother—"

I don't know how long later, a voice came from outside the hall, and then I saw a small figure trotting over, staggering as if it would fall at any moment.

Ye Qiange almost fell asleep.

Hearing this voice, I suddenly felt a thrill, and I completely lost my sleepiness.

"Tiantian, don't run, be careful of falling." Jiang Rou admonished behind him.

Xiao Tiantian didn't hear it, and threw herself into Ye Qiange's arms with a smile, giggling.

"Mother." Ye Qiange called with a smile.

Jiang Rou looked at Ye Qiange, her face was still pale, but her spirit was better, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why did you get outside?" Jiang Rou said with a bit of blame, "You are already weak and injured, don't blow the wind and get cold, go into the house quickly." ”

Ye Qiange smiled and nodded, Tian Tian would not come down easily, burying her small body in Ye Qiange's arms, only revealing two big watery eyes.

"Brother, what is this?" Xiao Tiantian's flickering eyes stared at the wheelchair pushed by Lu Zhi, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's a wheelchair."

"Tian Tian too."

Ye Qiange smiled suddenly, a child's temperament, whenever he sees something new, he wants to keep it for himself.

"This won't work." Ye Qiange rubbed his sweet little head and said, "The wheelchair is specially designed for people with inconvenient legs. ”

"When my brother's leg injury is healed, I'll make something more fun for Tiantian."

"Okay." Xiao Tiantian's eyes were a little dim, but when she thought of Ye Qiange's promise, she said happily again: "What does that brother want to do for Tiantian?" ”

"The secret, I can't say it now." And when they had said this, they went into the house.

Jiang Rou watched from the side, seeing that Tiantian was frizzy, for fear that she would touch Ye Qiange's wound.

"My mother stewed chicken soup for you, you should come and drink it."

Jiang Rou hurriedly took the soup can from the maidservant's hand, poured the chicken soup into the bowl, and said eloquently: "The imperial doctor said that your body is weak and your qi and blood loss is serious, so it is not appropriate to make up for it. ”

"It's still hot."

Ye Qiange was moved in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw that there were hidden tonics such as wolfberry and codonopsis in the chicken soup, so he took a bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

In fact, in the past few days, he has not drunk chicken soup like this.

Imperial Doctor Xiao couldn't wait for him to get better immediately, so he tried his best to make all kinds of food supplements, a small bowl before and after meals.

Originally, Ye Qiange was worried that he would overdo it, but he completely underestimated Imperial Physician Xiao's medical skills.

After drinking a few bowls in a row, Ye Qiange's face was suddenly red, his ears were red, his sweat was dripping, and something seemed to flow out of his nose.

I'll go and make up for it.

Ye Qiange hurriedly wiped away the nosebleed, didn't let her mother see it, didn't dare to continue drinking, and said with a forced smile: "Mother, when you enter the palace in the future, you don't have to bring chicken soup, it's troublesome." ”

"What's the trouble, as long as you get better quickly, my mother is willing to do anything." Jiang Rou said with concern and fed Xiao Tiantian on the side.

Ye Qiange's expression froze, his nose was sour, and he almost burst into tears.

"Try to drink as little chicken soup as possible in the harem." He smiled wryly, thinking to himself.

In fact, the amount of chicken soup is not large, and ordinary people can drink it even if it is twice or three times, and there is no over-supplementation.

The so-called void is not replenished, and it is Ye Qiange at this time.

Jiang Rou and Tian Tian stayed until noon, and did not go back after having lunch with Ye Qiange.

How dare Ye Qiange let his mother stay longer, after a few bowls of chicken soup, he kept sweating, although the nosebleed was stopped, but the fire in his body was too strong, making him weaker and weaker.

In fact, it's not a big problem, he just doesn't want Jiang Rou to know.

lest she be convicted and grieved.

Lu Zhi on the side was startled, and despite Ye Qiange's stop, she called Xu Yichan and Imperial Doctor Xiao over.

"The prince is fine this morning, why did he become like this?" Xu Yichan's tone was slightly cold, and she looked at Lu Zhi.

"Don't blame her." Ye Qiange's hair was wet, and he smiled: "I just drank a few bowls of chicken soup." ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's the chicken soup stewed by Princess Zhenbei." Angelica knelt on the ground with a pale face.

After Imperial Physician Xiao finished taking the pulse, he said: "Fortunately, the princess is according to the old minister's prescription, and the stewed chicken soup has limited medicinal power, and the old minister immediately went down to boil the medicine, and it will get better after taking it." ”

"Let's all go down."

"Whoa."

Xu Yichan picked up the champa, carefully wiped away the sweat for Ye Qiange, and murmured: "In order not to disappoint my mother, drink a few bowls of chicken soup, are you stupid, aren't you able to speak well, and your tongue is like a spring?" ”

"Why is it suddenly not at this time?"

Ye Qiange was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Some people, I don't need to try so hard to deal with them, I just follow my heart." ”

Xu Yichan's face froze, the movements in her hands paused, and she muttered for a moment: "It turns out that I am not a person in your mouth. ”

“……”

The room fell silent, Xu Yichan turned around and left, leaving Ye Qiange staring blankly at the top of the bed.

At this time, a gust of autumn wind whistled outside the house, and a sigh swirled up, drifting into the distance with the sound of the wind.