The Blood Spirit Grass was really a good thing, and Chu Xingyue applied it for two days in a row, and the wound on his chest was already faintly scabbing off.

Chun Xing watched Chu Xingyue get better day by day, and even the smile on her face increased.

Today, she picked up the porcelain bottle containing the milky white ointment to medicate her, looking at the red flesh looming from the wound after the scab was removed, she still had palpitations: "How fierce should those villains be to be able to give such a heavy hand, even the imperial doctor said that it may be a gift from God that Miss can live, otherwise with such an injury, others would have entered the Yama Hall a long time ago." ”

Oh, yes! The real lady of your family has indeed entered the Yama Palace.

"I just don't know if such a deep wound will leave a scar, Miss's body is so white and flawless, it would be a pity if there were flaws." Chun Xing couldn't help but muttered again.

Chu Xingyue thought very openly, she was originally from modern times, she was not so pampered, and she would not feel that the sky had fallen if she was bumped a few times on her body and left a little scar; But ancient women don't think so, they always want to protect themselves well, even if they have a pimple on their face, it seems like the end of the world.

lest Chun Xing continue to mumble, Chu Xingyue hurriedly opened the topic: "It's been two whole days, what is Zhao Ling doing?" ”

"Lord Wang, he's not as busy as before." Chun Xing raised a bright smile: "I just heard the little maid who was waiting in the study say that the prince had just returned to the house today and had not taken a breath before he was summoned into the palace by the emperor again." ”

It's really busy like a dog.

Chu Xingyue's face showed indifference, and then the topic changed again, and asked Chunxing: "I asked you to contact King Xuan's people, have you got in touch?" ”

"I've been in touch for a long time, but the rumors have been too tight recently, King Xuan means to Miss you and wait, and after this limelight, King Xuan will come to see Miss in person."

"Limelight? What limelight. Chu Xingyue boredly fiddled with her nails stained with bright impatiens juice.

Chun Xing blinked her bright eyes and said, "Miss doesn't know yet?" Now the people in the whole capital are spreading that Miss you were seriously injured in order to save the prince, and you are still recuperating in the house; Everyone said that the young lady and the prince were deeply in love with each other, and they were simply a pair of golden boys and girls with deep affection. ”

…… The Golden Boy and the Girl? The corners of Chu Xingyue's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Zhao Ling's evil beast can really put gold on his face, and even such rumors can be spread.

No, how did she think there was a conspiracy in it.

Chu Xingyue rolled her eyes uneasily, not to blame her for being like a frightened bird every day, but to blame Zhao Ling's impression on her was too bad.

……

At this moment, in the deep palace of the majestic Sensen.

Located in the Tai Chi Hall in the east of the imperial city, the aroma of ambergris floats around, such as the clouds and mist of the fairy family to be respectful, the palace of red walls and golden tiles is tall and majestic, like a beast curled up with meat claws is napping, just standing quietly, you can feel the oncoming shock and coercion.

Emperor Showa is a very mediocre emperor, inherited the throne when he was young, and has been sitting on the dragon chair for 30 years, and now he is about to enter the year of knowing his fate, but he loves pleasure more.

No, the early dynasty recruited two sons, and discussed that they wanted to take advantage of the good spring to go hunting in the hunting palace of Luli Mountain.

Zhao Ling, who was standing under the dragon case, looked at the emperor who was still in good spirits sitting on the dragon chair, his eyes were still light, and there was not much affection and familiarity between father and son in his expression.

On the contrary, the Seventh Emperor Zixi who was standing next to him was a sweet-mouthed master, and when he heard that Emperor Showa wanted spring hunting, he almost jumped up with excitement, and looked at Emperor Showa with a pair of eyes full of hope: "Father, you can leave the matter of spring hunting to Erchen, and Erchen will definitely do it for you." ”

Looking at the seventh son, who has always been lively and straightforward, Emperor Showa's face also showed a loving smile: "With your frizzy temperament, if I hand over this matter to you, and you don't give me a mess of things, I think it's better to let your third brother come." ”

Saying that, Emperor Showa looked at his third son, who had always been calm and introverted, he had a total of nine sons, each with a different personality; Especially this third son, as he gets older, he can't guess what he is thinking, and many times even he, who is the emperor, is afraid of him.

Sensing Emperor Showa's gaze, Zhao Ling saluted in a proper manner: "Father and Emperor handed over the matter of spring hunting to his sons, and his sons should do their best." ”

"It's okay to hand it over to the third brother, anyway, I have to follow the third brother from time to time."

"I naturally know that you are always with your third brother, but why haven't you even learned half of your third brother's calm qi?"

was counted by Emperor Showa, Zhao Xi seemed to have been accustomed to it, relying on the fact that he was a young son, he tilted his head and said: "My father already has such an excellent son as the third brother by his side, why do you need your sons to learn those again?" It is enough for the sons to learn to be filial in front of their father and make their father happy. ”

Although Zhao Xi's words were very unorthodox, Emperor Showa still couldn't help but give his young son a charitable smile, and the connivance and pampering in his eyes were really not fake at all.

Such a scene of father's kindness and filial piety is really touching, but Zhao Ling, who was standing on the side and silent, was like an outsider, and the whole person was cold, as if anything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

Walking out of the Taiji Palace, Zhao Xi was more like a wild horse that had escaped and circled around Zhao Ling: "Third brother, this time I will go to the hunting palace I must hunt a bear for my father to see, lest my father always count me and I will only eat, drink and have fun." ”

Zhao Ling, who walked out of the Taiji Palace, seemed to have changed, and a warm smile was already on his face: "Could it be that my father is wrong?" ”

"Third brother, ......" Zhao Xi pouted dissatisfiedly, and was just about to throw off his sleeves and pretend to be angry and leave quickly, but when he looked up and saw the figure of Wan Ting not far away, he was stunned: "Third brother, that person is here." ”

When Zhao Ling heard this, he didn't even raise his head, and when he turned his footsteps, he walked towards the green steps on the other side.

From beginning to end, he didn't show any inappropriateness, as if he had decided from the beginning to take this road a little farther away from the palace gate.

Zhao Xi hurriedly followed, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the cover of the palace.

Tingting stood gracefully not far away, and a delicately tailored palace costume decorated the young and beautiful people with fireworks that did not eat the world.

The little palace maid in a light pink spring shirt on the side tiptoed and looked at the place where someone had spoken a few times, with a happy smile on her immature face: "Niangniang, it seems that His Royal Highness King Ling and His Royal Highness King Xi have entered the palace together." ”

"It is a spring day, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the emperor summoned the two highnesses into the palace presumably for the spring hunt."

The little palace maid's face immediately showed a little smugness: "That's not it, Niangniang, you said to the emperor yesterday that you are a little tired of staying in the palace and want to go out for a walk." Although Niangniang has only been in the palace for two years, this grace is beyond anyone's reach. ”

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense about this kind of thing in the future."

was taught by the master, although the little palace maid was obedient, she still couldn't help muttering: "Obviously, the mother was born so beautiful, how could she not attract the emperor's love?" I want the slave to say, as long as the mother gives birth to a little prince for the emperor now, I am afraid that even the queen of the middle palace will not dare to underestimate us anymore. ”

The little palace maid has a lively personality, but she will not be dizzy because of some grace in front of her; You must know that the love of the emperor is comparable to the spring breeze and autumn water, and it comes and goes quickly; In this harem, she has never seen a concubine who will be favored for a lifetime because of the beauty of her appearance.

"Okay, I'm afraid the tonic soup in the cup is going to be cold, let's send it to the emperor quickly."

……

Out of the palace gate, Zhao Ling abandoned the sedan chair and rode a horse, preparing to go back to the Ling Palace.

Zhao Xi caught up with the reins of his horse, and asked the doubts in his heart with caution: "Third brother, you were in such a hurry to leave the palace just now, but you didn't want to see that person?" ”

Zhao Ling glanced over with a faint gaze: "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

"I know what you're thinking, third brother."

"And what do you know?"

Zhao Xi was asked, and he only dared to look at Zhao Ling secretly.

Zhao Ling couldn't stand this kid's appearance the most, sighed, and said: "Those rumors outside are for mediocre people, and only fools will believe that I have something important to do when I go home." ”

Zhao Xi let out an obedient sigh, then let the way out, looking at the dashing figure of the third brother beating the horse and leaving, he scratched his head in a little confusion.

"Seeing that the third brother does seem to be like this, he doesn't take that person seriously, but if it's really not for that person, why did the third brother marry the third sister-in-law? You must know that the third brother has long known that the third sister-in-law is entangled with the eldest brother. Is it really because of the Divine Decree? Impossible, with the third brother's character, if he is not willing, no one wants him to marry a woman he doesn't like. ”

There are a lot of questions in his heart, which makes Zhao Xi anxious like a puppy who has been awakened by urine, humming and chirping for a long time and not knowing what to do.

And after Zhao Ling returned to King Ling's Mansion, he actually changed his habits in the past, and did not go back to the study, but walked directly towards Feiyu Courtyard.

In the Flying Feather Courtyard, Chu Xingyue was in full swing directing Chun Xing and the subordinates in the courtyard to dig pits and dig soil, and they just tossed the good front yard beyond recognition.

"Miss, if you want to eat cherries and let the slaves and maids go out to buy them for you, or let the fruit farmers outside send them to our palace, why bother planting any cherry trees in this Flying Feather Courtyard; If the prince knew about this, I am afraid he would be angry. ”

Although Chun Xing complained on her lips, her body was very loyal, holding on to a cherry tree and watching Chu Xingyue bury the soil with an iron shovel.

Chu Xingyue was boiling with enthusiasm for labor, and after listening to Chunxing's complaints, she was still enthusiastic: "What do you know, what you grow yourself is delicious, seeing that you are so disgusted now, when the cherries come out in the future, you are not allowed to eat any of them." ”

Chun Xing immediately collapsed: "Good Miss, it's not okay for the slave to know the mistake, come on, let the slave and maid pick up the shovel, Miss, you come and hold the tree." ”

"What are you doing here?"

Just as Chu Xingyue was about to take a bucket to water the cherry tree she had just planted, a low male voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Chu Xingyue listened to the familiar voice and immediately looked up.

I saw that Zhao Ling, who had just come back from the palace, was dressed in a dark purple prince's court dress, with sideburns like a knife and eyebrows like ink paintings, a royal nobleman who was eye-catching.

Hey, hey, which evil wind blew this master here today?