Zhao Xuanling wore a dark placket robe, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders wantonly, looking like he had just taken a bath, Lin Mumu could smell a faint fragrance of bath beans when he got closer.

"Lord Wang." Lin Mumu bowed slightly.

"Up."

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

Zhao Xuanling put down the book of war in her hand and looked at her, her hair was scratched at the back of her head at random, the long corset skirt on her body looked a little messy, her eyes were big and bright, and she even had a faint joy when she looked at him, and the corners of her eyes were slightly flushed, making him think that she was crying at night, but she was still calm in front of him, and she didn't want to be seen as down-and-out.

Zhao Xuanling didn't have much interest in Lin Mumu's private affairs and personal feelings.

"Today's doctor came to see that the king's internal injuries have almost recovered." Zhao Xuanling drove the wheelchair to the table.

Feeling his coldness, Lin Mumu lifted his spirits. "Please let me be diagnosed again."

"Yes."

Lin Mumu pulled a chair and sat down beside Zhao Xuanling to check his pulse.

As he said, his internal injuries have almost healed under this period of recuperation.

"The prince's internal injuries are recovering quickly, and he can try to treat his leg today."

"Okay."

Lin Mumu stood up and took out a palm-sized medicine bag from the medicine box, and the medicine in it was ground into powder by her.

"This medicinal boiled water is used to soak the feet, which can stimulate the meridians on the prince's feet that have become sluggish and necrotic."

Zhao Xuanling glanced at the medicine bag in her hand and asked Hui to come in and take it down to boil water.

The packet doesn't have to be boiled for too long, just a quarter of an hour.

A large pot of potion was brought in and placed at Zhao Xuanling's feet.

"While soaking my feet, I will massage the acupuncture points on the feet of the prince."

Zhao Xuanling looked at Lin Mumu, who was half-squatting at his feet with a serious face, and suddenly thought of the feeling when her weak but powerful little hand massaged his leg before.

Zhao Xuanling only felt that his heartbeat suddenly accelerated for a moment, and his fingertips unconsciously grasped the handle of the wheelchair.

"Lord, raise your feet." Lin Mumu saw that Zhao Xuanling didn't move, and looked up at him curiously.

Zhao Xuanling came back to her senses, and her face was still indifferent, and she raised her foot to let her put her foot into the potion.

Under the stimulation of the slightly hot potion, Zhao Xuanling could feel the softness of her little hands more obviously.

"How does the prince feel?"

"It's soft." Zhao Xuanling blurted out the ghost.

"Huh?" Lin Mumu was a little confused.

Facing her big ignorant eyes, Zhao Xuanling looked away freely. "The soles of my feet are soft."

"The soles of your feet are soft? That is to say, the sense of touch in the prince's legs has become obvious. Lin Mumu showed a smile on her face, it seems that the effect of the previous treatment is good.

Leg massage is actually a very laborious job, Lin Mumu pressed her fingers a little numb, but she still waited until the water in the bucket was almost cold before she stopped.

"If you can't do it, just let Hui do it next time." He watched her every move, and her body trembled slightly every time she exerted force.

"This technique is not easy to learn, so it is more reassuring for me to come in person." Just kidding, wouldn't she have a lot less chance to see him if she wanted Hui to come, so how could she cultivate her feelings!

Zhao Xuanling heard her say this and didn't speak again.

After the treatment, Lin Mumu should go back, but she thought

took the opportunity to learn more about Zhao Xuanling, so he went to the table and poured a cup of tea, sat down and took a sip slowly.

"How did the prince hurt his leg?" Lin Mumu found a topic, she was indeed curious, although the sword on the battlefield has no eyes, but Zhao Xuanling is the prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, his own kung fu is not low, there must be no lack of protection like Hui around him, how can he be injured and the meridians of his legs are almost broken.

As soon as Lin Mumu finished asking, he felt that the air around him was about to be frozen by ice, as if it was still a warm summer one moment, and the next moment there was a wind and snow.

Lin Mumu took a sip of tea and drank it into her stomach, and the originally warm tea rolled into her throat and became cold when she flowed into her stomach.

She glanced sideways slightly, and met the shocking dark eyes.

Reverse scales, especially she touched his reverse scales again!

Lin Mumu felt like that demining soldier, he didn't know when he was stepped on a mine, this was putting his life on the fire rack to roast!

"It's me who is too talkative, and I didn't ask anything!"

"You're just here to treat Ben Wang's legs, you shouldn't ask, you don't need to talk too much, Hui, send her back."

Hui pushed the door open when he heard the movement, and as soon as he walked in, he clearly felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.

He glanced at Lin Mumu with some doubts, and when he looked at Zhao Xuanling again, he had already turned his back and sat on the bed, and the bed tent had fallen.

"Miss Lin, please."

Lin Mumu stupidly carried the medicine box and followed Hui out of the bedroom, and she didn't exhale speechlessly until she was far away.

She felt that Zhao Xuanling was a huge mountain, and now she had to chisel this mountain with the only small chisel in her hand to see what the heart behind his mountain looked like.

The project is huge, and the difficulty coefficient is immeasurable!

Otherwise, she would still be distracted, and now she will take the silver to raise a few little fresh meat and be happy, and it will not be in vain for her to come here!

But think about it, Lin Mumu's survival ** is still very strong.

Lin Mumu glanced at Hui who was walking in front of her, the master couldn't pry it, wouldn't she pry the people around him?

"Guard Hui, when did the king's leg hurt?"

Hui paused and glanced back at Lin Mumu. "It was in the last battle with the barbarians that the prince was injured by the barbarian general."

"That barbarian general is so powerful?"

"Snort"

Lin Mumu heard Hui's sneer, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.

Yo, it's rare, it's the first time she's seen this kid have such an obvious expression of emotion.

This is disdain for the barbarian general, so the barbarian general is not as good as Zhao Xuanling, but Zhao Xuanling was injured by him, so the other party must have used despicable means that are not visible.

"His head has been taken by the prince to feed the dogs."

"Uh......"

"The prince is so powerful!"

After Hui sent Lin Mumu back to the Lin Mansion, he immediately went to restore Zhao Xuanling's life.

"Miss Lin asked her subordinates how the prince's leg was injured, and the subordinates only said that they were injured by the barbarian general." On the opposite side of Lin Mumu on the road, Hui also told Zhao Xuanling 1510.

Zhao Xuanling lay on the bed and did not fall asleep, his eyes were closed, but scenes of blood flashed in his mind, and there was a pale face stained with blood......

"She has a deep love for the third prince, but she chose to reconcile with him, and now she has begun to inquire about the king's affairs." Zhao Xuanling's fingertips tapped on the soft quilt, and it was difficult for Lin Mumu to think about what he did without doubting it.

"Keep an eye on her, this king wants to see her

What do you want to do. ”

"Yes."

Hui retreated after responding, although he also felt that Lin Mumu's behavior was strange everywhere, but he ...... It seems that she really doesn't feel any malice towards the prince.

If Lin Mumu knew that he had taken the initiative too much to arouse Zhao Xuanling's suspicion, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would hit the wall.

After returning to the Lin Mansion, Lin Mumu lay on the bed on all fours, looking at the top of the tent in the faint moonlight.

From today's events, it can be seen that Zhao Xuanling should be a person who is so vigilant that he is perverted, and he will not easily reveal his heart to others, and the more she comes into contact, the more she feels that her unruly approach is useless, and she must make a list of regulations!

Thinking about it like this, Lin Mumu couldn't sleep even more, and a carp sat up from the bed and found a fire fold to light the candle in the room.

She sleeps at night without being guarded, and no one notices her when she wakes up.

Bringing a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Lin Mumu took the pen and wrote on the paper.

Defeat the King's Raiders!

"En......"

Lin Mumu bit the tip of the pen and twisted his brows, wanting a suspicious person to open his heart, first of all, to gain his trust.

"The first step is to gain the king's trust."

Only when she is trusted can she slowly enter his heart.

"This second step...... she doesn't know enough about him now, so she completes the first step first and then decides on the content of the first step.

It's just that how to gain Zhao Xuanling's trust, she has to think about it.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Is there a need for something? ”

Qiaoqiao, who got up at night and went to the thatched house in the back house, came back and saw Lin Mumu with a light on in the house, so he walked outside the door and asked in a low voice.

couldn't think of a good way for a while, so Lin Mumu could only give up.

She put away the battle plan and blew the lamp.

"It's nothing, I woke up a little thirsty just now and got up to find water to drink, it's still early, you can go back to sleep."

"Yes, Miss should rest early."

Lin Mumu went back to the bed and lay down, and fell asleep in a daze after thinking about it.

"Miss, Miss, wake up soon, it's almost the end of the hour, and if you don't get up and go to Madame's to say hello, it'll be too late."

Lin Mumu, who was sleeping deeply, reluctantly woke up in the skillful swaying.

"What hour?"

"It's the end of the hour."

"What are you asking me to do at the end of the day!" She only fell asleep in the middle of the night last night, and she hadn't slept for long.

"Miss, you have to go and greet Madame......" Before Lin Mumu was the third imperial concubine, she didn't need to give anyone a morning and dusk province, plus Zhao Hanjun didn't care about her at all, no one dared to say anything when she wanted to sleep, but now it's different, this is in the Lin Mansion, Lin Mumu is a junior, Zhang is her stepmother, and it is the rule to ask her for peace.

"Okay, okay, don't shake, my head is going to be shaken."

Lin Mumu rubbed her swollen temples and sat up from the bed, but her eyes were still reluctant to open.

Shuangshuang and Qiaoqiao couldn't, so they could only help her to sit down on the dresser to wash and groom her, and when everything was done, Lin Mumu could be considered completely sober.

"Miss, it's almost time, let's go."

"Yes."

Lin Mumu drank a glass of warm water, took Qiaoqiao and Yuanyuan out of the courtyard, and went towards Zhang's fragrant courtyard.

Although Lin Mumu's courtyard was partial, because the Lin Mansion was not big, they arrived outside the Fragrant Courtyard in half an hour.