"Your Highness, without the promise of the prince, your subordinates and others cannot let Your Highness in."

The more he was not allowed to go in, the more he felt that things were strange.

"Presumptuous, can you stop this hall too?"

"Please also ask Your Highness for forgiveness." Mingyang didn't let it go at all, Zhao Hanjun's face sank, and just as he was about to speak again, there was a sound in the room.

"Let the three princes in." It was Zhao Xuanling's voice, and it was a bit nasal when I heard it.

Mingyang quickly stood aside.

Zhao Hanjun pushed the door in, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a faint smell of medicine, and then saw that there was still a bowl of medicine on the table that he hadn't drunk.

"Uncle Wang, is this sick?"

Zhao Xuanling lay on the bed and did not get up.

"If you are infected with the cold, let people take the medicine and take it back twice, and then soak it tomorrow."

Zhao Hanjun glanced at the bath tub that was still steaming and Zhao Xuanling, whose face was a little abnormally flushed. "The accompanying imperial doctor has come to show Uncle Wang?"

"Yes."

"It's not too early, I have to hurry early tomorrow morning, Uncle Wang will rest early after taking the medicine."

"Yes."

"Then the emperor's nephew won't bother Uncle Wang." With that, Zhao Hanjun strode out.

At the moment when the door was closed, Lin Mumu lifted the quilt and gasped.

"Almost didn't suffocate me!"

Zhao Xuanling raised his eyes and looked at Lin Mumu, who was covered in the quilt and his cheeks were red, the placket on her body was a little messy, and the neckline was a little open, revealing a pair of delicate collarbones, and his throat moved, only to feel that his body that had just soaked in the medicinal bath was a little hot.

"Go down."

"Oh."

Lin Mumu climbed down from the bed with both hands and feet, and waited until Zhao Xuanling was injected before Hui sent the person back.

Lin Mumu slept until dawn.

"Just now I heard the adults in front of me say that the situation in Huizhou seems to be getting worse and worse, and then we have to travel day and night and can't even sleep."

Lin Mumu put away his luggage and just got into the carriage when he heard the medical officer in the car whisper.

"No, I couldn't stand it after sitting for a day yesterday, if I sat all the way to Huizhou, would it be okay?"

The people in the car showed unacceptable expressions, and it was indeed difficult.

"Doctor Lin is here?" Just as Lin Mumu was about to get into the carriage, an officer and soldier walked over.

"I am."

"The king asked Doctor Lin to go ahead."

Zhao Xuanling looking for her? It can't be that there is something wrong with his legs, thinking about it like this, Lin Mumu quickened his pace.

"Lord Wang, Doctor Lin has arrived."

"Come up."

Hui lifted the curtain and helped Lin Mumu into the carriage.

"Lord Wang."

Zhao Xuanling did not sit in a wheelchair, but half leaned on the cushion of the carriage.

"Well, this king has a headache, you help this king press it."

Lin Mumu was slightly surprised. "Yes." She put down the medicine box and sat down on her knees behind him.

Lin Mumu had just arrived at Zhao Xuanling's carriage, and the people sent by Zhao Hanjun to Zhao also came to his carriage to reply. "Your Highness, Doctor Lin was called into the carriage by the Royal King, Your Highness is not feeling well, and your subordinates will find other medical officers for Your Highness, right?"

Zhao Hanjun was originally on horseback, but after seeing Lin Mumu yesterday, he planned to take the carriage today, originally he saw that Lin Mumu was pitiful and planned to let her come to his carriage for him to go to Huizhou, who knew that Zhao Xuanling called people away one step ahead of him.

"Do you know why the king called her over?"

"My subordinates heard that the king was infected with a cold yesterday, today

There was still a headache, so I called Doctor Lin over. ”

Zhao Xuanling was infected with the wind and cold, he knew it, forget it, he couldn't let Lin Mumu stay in the carriage all the time. "Stand down, let them go at once."

"Yes."

Zhao Hanjun glanced at Zhao Xuanling's carriage before slowly lowering the curtain.

Lin Mumu's fingering strength was moderate, especially when she rubbed her forehead to the center of her eyebrows, Zhao Xuanling only felt a wave of sleepiness attack.

"The prince didn't rest last night, okay, anyway, if you have been in the carriage for a long time, let's take the opportunity to sleep for a while." Lin Mumu lightened the strength of his hand.

Zhao Xuanling wanted to hold up her eyelids, but the sleepiness overcame her deep thoughts, Lin Mumu only felt a weight on her legs, and he fell asleep on her legs......

Lin Mumu's hand didn't stop, but gradually lightened her strength, and only after he fell asleep more deeply did she let go of her hands and yawned.

Drowsiness is also contagious, and she leaned her head against the cushion and closed her eyes.

When Zhao Xuanling opened his eyes, he saw Lin Mumu, who was leaning his head on the soft pillow and falling asleep, and his saliva was about to flow out.

He sat up and looked through the swaying curtain of the car to see the sky outside, it was almost noon and he had been asleep for nearly three hours, which he had never had before, and since he arrived at the barracks, his sleep had always been very light.

The carriage shook suddenly, Lin Mumu fell forward with a crooked body, and Zhao Xuanling quickly grabbed her shoulders and stabilized her.

"Hmm!"

Lin Mumu, who was asleep, only felt a pain in her neck and had to wake up.

Zhao Xuanling let go of his hand and looked at Lin Mumu, who had a soft pillow lotus print on his face. "Lord Lin has slept enough?"

"Huh?" Lin Mumu was stunned and looked at him blankly. "Lord Wang, you're awake, hiss, ouch!" Unexpectedly, there was a tingling pain in her neck as soon as she moved.

Nima, it's a pillow!

Lin Mumu's face was about to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum.

It hurts!

She actually put herself to sleep!

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xuanling saw that tears were about to come out of the corners of her eyes.

"Lord, I'm ...... pillow"

Zhao Xuanling "......"

"Sit down with the king."

Lin Mumu didn't know what he wanted to do, but he still sat down.

"Take your hands off."

"Oh."

As soon as Lin Mumu let go, she felt a big hand put on her neck and pressed it gently.

"Is this it?"

"Ouch, Lord Wang, tap and tap!"

Zhao Xuanling slowly increased his strength.

"Ahh It hurts! Lin Mumu leaned forward and wanted to escape from his clutches.

"If you press it, it won't hurt." Zhao Xuanling didn't let her go at all, and his other hand clasped her shoulder and pressed it down her neck to her shoulder.

Lin Mumu is really about to cry, what kind of sin has she suffered!

But it didn't take long for the pain to lessen a lot, and she could really feel his warm calloused palms, such a pair of hands rubbing her skin back and forth even a little like scratching the skin, and at the same time, with a strong heat penetrating her skin, all the way into her limbs, gradually, her tense body also relaxed.

"I didn't expect the prince to have such a craft."

The hand on her neck paused and then pulled it away from her neck.

"Okay?"

Lin Mumu turned her neck slightly, although it still hurt a little, it was much better than just now.

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, I really want to thank the prince."

"Yes.

At this time, in another carriage next to Zhao Xuanling's carriage, Zhao Hanjun sat with a gloomy expression.

Zhao Hanjun is a person who practices martial arts, and he clearly heard Lin Mumu's shout just now!

What a light, it hurts, it's all words that make people think about it!

What the hell did the king do to her to make her call like this!

The more he thought about it, the more ugly Zhao Hanjun's face became, and he couldn't rush out right now to pull Lin Mumu out of Zhao Xuanling's carriage!

Although they had to travel day and night, the accompanying officials did not dare to make a prince and a prince work so hard, and they still rushed to a small town at night to settle down.

After the carriage stopped, Lin Mumu finally got off Zhao Xuanling's carriage.

During the day, he slept almost all the time.

Lin Mumu carried his luggage into the post station, and was about to close the door when someone suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as she turned around, she looked at Zhao Hanjun with a calm face and glared at her coldly.

"What do your Royal Highnesses have to do?"

"What are you doing in the King's carriage all day?"

"The king has a cold headache, so let the lower officials rub it to relieve it."

"You pressed him for a day! Not doing anything else? ”

"What else does Your Highness have to do?"

Zhao Hanjun's eyes fell on her neck, and he reached out to touch it.

Seeing this, Lin Mumu quickly took a step back and avoided his hand.

"What's wrong with your neck?"

"I accidentally twisted it."

"How can you twist your neck in the carriage?" Zhao Hanjun obviously didn't believe this statement.

Lin Mumu felt that this person must be sick, did it have anything to do with him if she couldn't twist her neck?!

"Your Highness is looking for a subordinate official, but is there something wrong?"

"Come to the carriage of the main hall early tomorrow morning."

It's desperate to ask her to stay in a car with him all day!

"Your Highness forgives your sins, Your Highness is injured and can't serve Your Highness, please ask Your Highness to invite other medical officers."

The green tendons in front of Zhao Hanjun's forehead jumped, and she actually rejected his kindness!

"Hmph, then you can follow those people and squeeze in a carriage!" After saying that, he shook his sleeves fiercely and left.

Lin Mumu looked at the back of him leaving and closed the door speechlessly, the front foot just married the new princess into the door, and the back foot came to make a caring look for her, which is really disgusting!

For the next few days, Lin Mumu stayed in a carriage with Zhao Xuanling.

"Lord Lin, isn't the king's wind chill headache better?"

Lin Mumu has been able to stay in a wide and comfortable carriage with the king for the past few days, but they are also medical officers, but they have to crowd six or seven people into a carriage, and over time, some people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Lord Fang, I'm afraid I forgot the rules of the Women's Medical Department." Lin Mumu glanced at the female medical officer with an indifferent expression.

The Women's Medical Department has a clear rule that female medical officers are not allowed to inquire about the situation of other medical officers and patients.

Doctor Fang was scolded by Lin Mumu, and his face was a little unpleasant, this is not in Xijing, besides, who doesn't know that the king is infected with the wind and cold, so she is pretending to be here!

After Lin Mumu walked away, Doctor Fang snorted coldly. "Who knows if she was healing in the past!"

The medical officer in the carriage didn't dare to answer after hearing this, but what the medical officer said was not unthinkable.

Lin Mumu is different from these, even if she has married once, she is still a teenage girl, and the king who has a long journey will inevitably be lonely or something......