Murong Qi didn't look at him: "This king's princess has been living in the mansion for two days, right?" ”

To be precise, it's actually only a day and a half. Leng Xiang wanted to remind, but he didn't dare, so he could only nod: "Yes." ”

"How long does Leng Xiang plan to let her live?"

Leng Xiang didn't dare to answer recklessly, is it better to say that it is a long time or a short time?

"Little girl, she may want to stay for two more days."

Murong Qi's face sank: "It seems that the Prime Minister's Mansion is more comfortable than my palace." ”

"No, no," Leng Xiang denied: "Xia Guan has never dared to relax on the issue of teaching the little girl, and has never forgotten to teach her." ”

Murong Qi gritted his teeth imperceptibly: "Then, when will this king take her back to the house?" ”

Leng Xiang raised his head suddenly, played Tai Chi for a long time, and felt that this master missed his daughter-in-law, and couldn't wait to take his daughter-in-law home.

He wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his head, feeling that this master was more difficult to serve than the emperor. At the very least, he has been an official in the court for a long time, and with a look from the emperor, he can figure out his intentions. And this lord is unpredictable and moody, and the most important thing is that this unchanged coffin face, which makes people dare not look directly, is really difficult to deal with.

Could it be that what Leng Qinghuan said was that the Qi prince was spoiled by her, this sentence was true?

The front foot has just walked for a day and a half, and the back foot catches up with the door, which is really not like the style of the Qi Wangye.

"It's okay at any time, and when you get off the office, you want to send a car to send the princess back home."

"She doesn't want to go back?" Murong Qi raised his eyebrows.

Jin took over: "Yes, the princess is reluctant to go back to the palace. ”

Murong Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of anger flashed, and he said coldly: "It's okay, this king will personally invite her." ”

These words made Leng Xiang's eyelids tremble, and he felt that the pampering of the Qi prince was a bit infiltrating, how could he feel as if he was murderous?

He didn't dare to stop him, so he hurriedly ordered people to lead the way and take Murong Qi to Leng Qinghuan's courtyard.

Leng Qinghuan's current little days are really beautiful.

What does it mean to be surrounded by slaves? What does it mean for the stars to hold the moon? What is a group pet? Now is the time.

In the morning, I took the initiative to give free medical treatment to several aunts in the house, and these aunts passed on their medical skills. In the afternoon, this small courtyard has been quite lively.

People eat whole grains, who doesn't have a headache and brain fever, especially if they are a little older, they have no money for treatment, so they rely on hard resistance, and there are many incurable diseases if they drag on for a long time. These subordinates heard that the princess had good medical skills, no shelf, and free medicine, so they searched their intestines and scraped their stomachs to find the reason for coming.

There are those who carry flowers, those who carry tea, and those who come to take the initiative to find work, all of which are ultimately for the sake of seeing a doctor in the cold.

When Murong Qi came over, it happened that a rough servant in the house had a fever and cough for two or three days, got pneumonia, and was picked up by a mother-in-law to see a doctor.

Leng Qinghuan rested the stethoscope on his chest and tilted his head to listen attentively.

Murong Qi felt that the posture was like throwing himself into his arms, and if he threw his body forward, he might fall into the other party's arms.

He coughed lightly in displeasure, and although the voice was not loud, it was quite shocking, and everyone fell to their knees in unison. Trembling, he didn't dare to look up.

The fact that the princess has no frame does not mean that this god of war is approachable. The momentum of this careless body made the handyman suddenly break out in a cold sweat, feeling that he had healed himself without medicine and was no longer hot.

Leng Qinghuan was also quite surprised to see Murong Qi, she felt that the recent Qi prince was a little idle, why did he come to the Prime Minister's Mansion? Could it be that his father has finished thinking about it, and he wants his son-in-law again?

Murong Qi slowly glanced at everyone: "No wonder the princess of this king is so happy, it turns out that she is so busy." ”

In front of so many people, this Qi Wangye's tone was full of cynicism, and he didn't save face for himself at all.

Leng Qinghuan blinked: "Lord Qi, I just came back for a day." ”

Murong Qi corrected lightly: "Yesterday plus today, it should be two days. ”

Leng Qinghuan looked at him seriously: "So what? The prince came in person, but what advice do you have? ”

Murong Qi narrowed his eyes slightly: "I heard that the princess sleeps and recognizes the bed, and she doesn't rest well after returning to the house, so this king personally came to pick you up and take you back to the house." ”

Recognize the bed? Who dragged me out of bed in the middle of the night and kicked me out?

Leng Qinghuan smiled dryly: "It's okay, I've been sleeping in the Xiangfu's bed for several years." ”

Murong Qi walked closer and lowered his voice: "Go back to the house with this king, or stay with this king, choose one of them." ”

Is this a multiple-choice question? This is a question to be scored.

Leng Qinghuan instructed Doudou: "Pack up your things and go back to the palace." ”

Murong Qi smiled slightly: "This king is waiting for you in the carriage outside, remember, be quick." ”

Leng Qinghuan gave a cold shudder, because she heard the danger from Murong Qi's words. How could this guy come to pick him up and go home, he was afraid that he would disappear forever.

The future is uncertain, and I ask for more blessings.

Murong Qi turned around and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion all whispered in private: "The prince and the princess are really in love, the princess has only returned to the province for a day, and the prince can't wait to come to the door to take it back." It can be seen that the rumors are wrong. ”

Leng Qinghuan, who wanted to cry without tears, said goodbye to Leng Xiang aggrievedly, and then got into the carriage. Carrying a small burden and sitting in front of the car, it is also beautiful and honorable.

From the moment Leng Qinghuan lowered the curtain and the carriage set off, the temperature in the carriage plummeted, and the sky immediately changed.

Murong Qi pursed his thin lips, held back his anger vigorously, and sat in the carriage without saying a word.

Leng Qinghuan curled up in the corner of the carriage, and cautiously glanced at Murong Qi's face with the rigorous attitude of stargazing at night, did he make any mistakes? I've been very honest lately, except for sending stinky tofu to his house, but this has turned the page, hasn't it?

Or, Shicai himself saw the people in the house, and he misunderstood?

Leng Qinghuan had to take the initiative to explain: "Just now, I was diagnosing a patient. ”

"Really?" Murong Qi raised his eyebrows coldly: "It's just a cough twice, as for touching and pinching, and sticking your head into someone's arms?" Don't you want to lose face to this king? ”

This cautious man obeyed you.

Leng Qinghuan took out the stethoscope from the side salute: "I just listened to whether there was a murmur in his lungs." If you don't believe it, listen to it yourself. ”

Kneeling up, he put his slippery little hand into Murong Qi's clothes, and then stuffed earplugs into his ears.

As soon as Murong Qi's body stiffened, he felt Leng Qinghuan's fingertips slip past his chest, and he pressed a cold object close to his heart, teasing his chest like an elk, rushing left and right.

Then, in my ears, the sound of "dong dong" sounded very quickly, like the drum of a charge. He was startled before he realized that it was the sound of his own heartbeat.

What are you nervous about? What's panicking?

It was as if Leng Qinghuan had penetrated his thoughts, he was a little embarrassed and blocked her hand.

"Stay away from this king!"

Leng Qinghuan saw that he was kind enough to explain, but he was bored, pouted, and honestly looked for a corner to shrink.

finally got to the palace, and as soon as the carriage stopped, Leng Qinghuan got up sluggishly, intending to escape. Curiosity killed the cat, as for why Murong Qi suddenly became nervous, why he was so angry, these are not important. I don't want to know myself.

Murong Qi was one step ahead of her, with a long leg, he got out of the carriage first, and then dragged her wrist with his back, carried her directly on his shoulder, and strode into the palace regardless of her struggle.