Lin Mo nodded politely and stepped into the palace.

After entering, she remembered that she didn't know where Feng Yichen's dormitory was, and shouted to the void: "Desperate, where does your prince live?" ”

"Yes." Desperate suddenly appeared in front of Lin Mo out of nowhere, which surprised her.

She left her desperation in Mo Hanxuan to take care of the child, and she carried her desperation.

In fact, it's not that she has a desperate heart, and she usually doesn't know where the desperate heart is hidden.

They don't usually move much, and the movement of them is not noticeable. Only when it was particularly quiet, Lin Mo could tell his position from the sound.

Juexin didn't speak, and he was cold like an emotionless machine, and walked straight forward.

Lin Mo knew that he was leading the way and followed closely behind him.

While walking, I observed the structure of the palace and wrote down the road so that I could come next time.

Yuwang's mansion is very large, there is an extremely large courtyard in front, pavilions and terraces, small bridges and flowing water.

Juexin took her around the covered bridge on the pond, and there was a small bamboo forest of unknown species at her feet, which did not look like ordinary bamboo, and it should be an extremely precious species.

After that, there is a wall separating the front and back yards around the front hall, and there is a small building through the arch.

Lin Mo couldn't help but want to complain, this Fengyi Chen is really a bit extravagant, a residence is so big.

In the backyard, before there are flowers, the fragrance of flowers comes to the tip of the nose.

took Lin Mo to the door of a courtyard, and turned around and left, this time Lin Mo saw clearly, he hid at the bottom of the eaves of the small building.

Lin Mo looked up and saw that the plaque in the courtyard read "Tilting Pavilion", and there was no guard at the door. She walked in, and the butler stepped out of the hall.

There was no surprise when he saw Lin Mo, as if he had known that she was coming.

The housekeeper greeted him, bowed to Lin Mo and said, "Miss Lin is here, the prince has ordered, if Miss Lin comes, she will enter the palace directly." ”

Lin Mo had a good impression of this housekeeper, and nodded to him with a smile: "Thank you, butler." ”

With that, he went straight into the temple.

The hall was unusually quiet, there were no palace maids, not even Fengmian.

She walked through the front hall, opened the door to the inner hall and entered.

In front of him, Feng Yichen was lying quietly on the bed, and the bed was surrounded by plain curtains, and he couldn't see Feng Yichen's appearance at this time.

The cigarette in the hall curled up, it was the cold plum fragrance that Feng Yichen often carried, and she approached the bronze incense burner and sniffed the smell carefully, and was relieved to make sure that there was no problem.

She walked in and didn't deliberately slow down her movements, but she didn't see Feng Yichen wake up.

Lin Mo had a bad premonition in her heart, she walked quickly to the bed, lifted the curtain, and Feng Yichen's pale face appeared in front of her, making her heart twitch.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, took his hand, and put her fingertips on his wrists.

After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was only infected with the wind cold, but he slept too deeply, and the temperature of his skin was not very normal.

She probed Feng Yichen's head, and sure enough, she had a fever.

It's just that he has a fever, why doesn't anyone care?

Lin Mo was thinking about it, and Feng Mian walked in with a decoction.

Feng Mian was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Mo, then bowed down with the decoction and said, "Miss Lin, the prince's decoction ......"

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed look on Feng Mian's face, Lin Mo stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me." ”

Feng Mian handed over the tray, and Lin Mo picked up the medicine bowl on it and put it on the small table at the head of the bed.

Seeing Feng Mian turn around and retreat, she pushed Feng Yichen's shoulder and called softly: "Lord Wang...... Wake up and drink the medicine. ”

Feng Yichen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were a little blurry, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he slowly raised his lips: "Momo is here, has this king slept for a long time?" ”

The hoarse voice was distressing, and Lin Mo pursed his lips: "I don't know, anyway, I just arrived for a while, how could the prince be infected with wind and cold, could it be that it was raining last night?" ”

Seeing that Feng Yichen wanted to get up, Lin Mo stepped forward to support his shoulders and put a cushion behind him.

Feng Yichen's bloodless lips lightly opened: "How does Momo know that this king is in the rain?" ”

Lin Mo, who asked this, was stunned, she just said it casually, but she didn't expect it to be true.

She picked up the decoction and tested the temperature on her lips before putting it on Feng Yichen's mouth: "You are drenched in the rain to ask the emperor for marriage, right?" ”

Feng Yichen lowered his head and drank the decoction in the spoon, but did not speak.

Looking at the bloodshot in his eyes, Lin Mo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he was obviously burning for a long time.

She quietly fed the bowl of medicine, put the bowl back on the small table at the head of the bed, and then reached out and pinched Feng Yichen's cheek: "I'm not in a hurry at this time, why bother with my body, how long have I been in the rain?" ”

"It's bitter." Feng Yichen didn't reply to her words, and looked at Lin Mo with expectant eyes: "This king needs Momo's kiss." ”

Lin Mo has always had no resistance to his appearance, holding his face with both hands, lightly imprinting a kiss on his lips, and leaving in an instant.

Feng Yichen was obviously not very satisfied with her perfunctory kiss, and wrapped his arms around Lin Mo's neck and hooked her over.

A bitter medicinal fragrance came from his mouth, Lin Mo raised his hand to attach his soft hair, the ink hair was silky smooth, Lin Mo sighed that God was unfair, and he made Fengyi Chensheng so perfect.

For a long time, Feng Yi Chenfang was satisfied, and when he let go of Lin Mo, his cheeks had a hint of crimson, and his complexion seemed to be much better.

At this time, he was only wearing a pure white brocade shirt, the clothes on his chest were loose, and his fair skin was very dazzling, Lin Mo reached out and put his clothes up for him.

helped him pull the thin quilt up a little more, and the hand that tucked the quilt accidentally touched Feng Yichen's leg, and his good-looking brows couldn't help frowning.

Although he tried his best to hide, he was still discovered by Lin Mo.

Lin Mo lifted the futon, and the light middle coat at his thighs was obviously wrapped in bandages.

She frowned and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Feng Yichen pulled her over and sat down, his white jade-like fingertips attached to her forehead, smoothed her frowning brows, and said in a relaxed tone: "Father and the emperor dropped the cup, and this king made a bitter trick by the way." ”

"It's as simple as that? Rain is also a bitter meat trick? Lin Mo obviously didn't believe that a bitter ploy could make the emperor agree.

"And." Feng Yichen held Lin Mo's hand: "This king promised his father that he would never participate in the competition for the crown prince's position. ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo's gaze at Feng Yichen became a little complicated, she just looked at Feng Yichen so fixedly, and said for a long time: "Do you want the position of the crown prince?" ”

The current crown prince is seriously ill, and the imperial doctor asserts that he will not live to be twenty-five years old, and the East Palace will change hands sooner or later.

The current princes have no movement on the surface, and they are secretly planning, just waiting for the prince to drive west, and the battle for the heir is about to break out.

Feng Yichen was silent for a long time, his fingers rubbed the back of Lin Mo's hand, and his eyes were calm: "It depends on who did this prince in the end, Momo doesn't have to think about this, this king has his own decision." ”