Chunyu was startled, then hurriedly threw away the shovel, and saluted back: "Lord Wang, Niangniang has a new medicine and uses a duck to test the medicinal properties." ”

"And then?"

"The duck is dead."

"She's poison?"

"The slave maid listened to the mother and said that it is a medicine for summer fever."

“……”

"Spring rain—" Ye Qingyan's voice came from the room, "help me grind." ”

"Yes, mother, slave and maid come here." The spring rain ran into the house again.

Xiao Changqi looked at the half-buried dead duck in the spring rain, waved his hand, and completely buried the duck.

"Niangniang, the prince is here." Chunyu cleaned his hands first and grinded for Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan was holding a pen and was about to dip it in ink, when he heard the words of Chunyu, he looked towards the door. I just saw a man come in with a basket of grapes, smiling, handsome and able to hook people's souls.

Even though Ye Qingyan was already familiar with his appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Put down the pen, get up and salute, "Say hello to the prince." ”

"Didn't you say that these false gifts will be waived in private."

"Yes, lord."

"What are you up to?" Xiao Changqi looked at the words she wrote.

The dot painting is messy, the pen is wild and indulgent, it is a rare cursive script, and naturally it is difficult for him to see what she writes. This kind of cursive writing is generally only clear to the person who writes it, and others mostly appreciate the momentum of the pen rhyme, as for what is written, it is more difficult to understand.

"The concubine is practicing calligraphy." Ye Qingyan didn't say what she was writing, this font was figured out by herself, and no one knew it except herself. In her previous life, she had taught Chunyu to recognize these cursive characters, but this girl was very smart in other aspects, in terms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she had no talent at all, playing the piano sounded to her like sawing wood, playing chess was black and white, and the book couldn't even memorize the surnames of hundreds of families, and the painting still knew how to look good and ugly, because she could embroider.

Xiao Changqi picked up a piece of paper full of cursive characters, "Read it to this king." ”

Ye Qingyan: "...... The concubine body doesn't want to miss it. "Read it to him, won't he know it, she doesn't want him to understand.

Xiao Changqi handed the grapes in his hand to Chunyu, "It's going to be chilled." ”

"Yes, lord." Spring Rain took the grapes and slipped away.

There were only two people left in the room, Xiao Changqi and Ye Qingyan.

"Since you don't read it, let's do something else." As he spoke, his slender fingers covered his belt, and it was self-evident what he wanted to do.

Ye Qingyan looked at the bright day outside, and said busily: "Lord Wang, the sky is still ...... It's still light. ”

Xiao Changqi's voice became low and confused, "This king is going to Prince An's night banquet tonight, and it is inevitable to drink alcohol, which is not good for the emperor's heir." ”

The tips of Ye Qingyan's ears gradually turned red.

This guy really did what he said, and after she got better, he began to plan for the emperor's heir and wanted her to get pregnant. It's just that she has the idea of leaving, and she has never let him succeed.

Besides, if he really did it, would this guy find out from his body that she was the woman who stole his skills from the inn and was **** again. As for taking the pulse, he also checked it a few times during her recuperation, and found no abnormality.

"Lord, the concubine's body and legs...... Leg pain. ”

"Leg pain?" Xiao Changqi frowned and looked at her legs, "You flew up to the roof to watch the stars last night, and you didn't see anything abnormal. ”

“…… It was after stargazing last night that when I jumped down, I hurt my knee again. ”。

"Look at it." Xiao Changqi's expression couldn't help but be solemn.