Chapter 240: Your Highness
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Xie Qiao actually didn't quite understand why this prince would attract the attention of the Yin Spirit.
The country has a national vein, but when the country is prosperous, the royal people will be contaminated with a little dragon energy, and the surrounding yin and evil cannot be approached.
The royal feng shui must have been seen by the master, and there should be no such mistakes, so it is difficult to find the cause of the prince's problem.
So she doesn't know how to treat it now.
But I don't know now, I can check it later.
Birthdays, royal mausoleums, or man-made causes, with a little more effort, you can always find the problem.
It's just that it must be hard, so even if the prince's face is very liking to her, she has never mentioned it before.
"No need, Miss Xie is weak, why can Lone trouble you so much?" At this moment, Zhao Xuanjing sat upright and said in a calm tone.
Xie Qiao was very embarrassed, and he was lying here at the moment and couldn't move: "Cultivators, it is also appropriate to make a move, and accumulate blessings for yourself." ”
Xie Qiao sighed inwardly.
The prince is now like a big water tank, looking round, in fact, there is a big hole underneath!
The dragon energy of the national vein is constantly sent to him, and what he can keep is only a little, and the rest is gone, and even because there is a big hole, the dirty things outside can be approached, and the yin and yang are unstable.
It's actually quite pitiful.
Xie Qiao glanced at him sympathetically.
She didn't know how much wine she had drunk in her stomach, and her eyes were only half-open, and her slightly squinted state looked like her eyes were flowing and very attractive.
"It's so late, won't Your Highness go to the East Courtyard?" Xie Qiao asked slowly.
Zhao Xuanjing stood still: "I'm afraid that you will burn this academy." ”
Xie Qiao thought about it, it was okay if she didn't go, she also had someone to talk to.
"Your Highness, feed me some water." Xie Qiao said cheekily.
Zhao Xuanjing didn't say anything, poured a cup of tea, and walked in front of Xie Qiao, Xie Qiao realized that his right palm was wrapped in a cloth, which was not suitable for holding a bowl.
Zhao Xuanjing rarely uses his right hand.
At this time, Zhou Weizong was guarding the door, and when he saw that Zhao Xuanjing was about to step forward, he immediately came over and said, "Your Highness, I'll come." ”
Zhao Xuanjing's face turned gloomy, but he put the tea bowl in his left hand casually in Zhou Weizong's hand.
Xie Qiao just wants to drink water, it doesn't matter who feeds it, but Zhao Xuanjing is also her nominal junior brother, and she is still more willing to accept the filial piety of her junior brother.
Moreover, the prince's reaction was a bit strange.
"Can't you pinch a spoon?" Xie Qiaohu said suspiciously.
"Xie Banxian, our Highness's hand is not very convenient, it was cut by the blade just now, it is better not to move." Zhou Weizong hurriedly explained.
"Scratched? Can you move your fingers? Xie Qiao asked.
"Yes." Zhou Weizong thought about it, His Royal Highness's hand was broken in the palm of his hand, and he had shed a lot of blood, but pinching a spoon would not actually involve the wound.
The point is not the wound, but that the right hand is useless and cannot hold heavy objects.
"If you can move, let's bother Your Highness." Xie Qiao snorted tentatively.
There are no outsiders here, so you can take advantage of it again.
The corners of Zhao Xuanjing's mouth were a little curved, and there was still not much special expression on his indifferent face, so he happily took the tea bowl, held a spoon in one hand and a spoon in the other, and handed a spoonful of water to Xie Qiao's mouth very simply.
Zhou Weizong looked at him with concern, subconsciously staring at the prince's hand.
Xie Qiao took a sip: "Guard Zhou, Your Highness is not a fool, if you feel uncomfortable with your hands, you will naturally tell you, can you move your eyes to other places?" ”