"It's good that Ah Yan woke up." The fragrance of chrysanthemums in the outhouse through the beaded green curtains, and the smile of Yanrong gradually merged, resulting in the most beautiful dusk of this autumn.

"I mean, it's nice to see a beauty like King Jin again."

In the past two years, the biggest gain from following Qing Lang is to make a confidant and friend of Yan Rong, and the only bad taste I have in common with the never-toned Qing Lang Jun is that he loves to play tricks and tease the serious Jin King Yan Rong.

Yan Rong is notoriously good-tempered, because of his background, Yan Rong has been marginalized by the royal family since he was a child, so he is not like other clansmen of the royal family who are more or less involved in politics, so making friends with him has become the purest friendship without any interests.

Naturally, the Jin Palace's Mansion will not be as strict as other aristocratic families, the etiquette is cumbersome, and Yan Rong himself does not have any princely posture, so every time I come to the Jin Palace, I feel comfortable and happy.

"Ah Yan can make fun of me again as usual, which means that there is no big problem, Uncle Seventeen, you can rest assured." Yan Rong turned half of his body and bowed to the outhouse separated by the bead door and green curtains.

I was full of excitement, and immediately propped up my body that was lying obliquely, looked over Yanrong's shoulder, bumped into a bucket of cold stars, and couldn't help but grab the jade flute placed on the side of the couch.

I couldn't see Yan Shao's expression clearly through the bead curtain, his figure stood in the outhouse, the invisible sense of oppression was like the dark clouds surging in the sky before the wind and rain were approaching, and my other hand couldn't help but press my heart.

"It was this king who offended the girl just now, and in order to apologize, this king invited Mr. Wen to consult the girl."

Yan Shao's low and warm voice passed through the bead curtain to the bottom of my heart, I remembered the scene of being humiliated at the entrance of the alley just now, I couldn't control my resentment, and coldly refused: "Don't bother the prince, what I am suffering from is a perennial old disease, although I am only more important than maintenance and light on medicine, but I have been safe and sound for a few years." ”

I blamed him so directly and clearly, and indirectly euphemistically expressed the idea that I didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, but I knew that he had always listed me as the number one suspect in the murder of Princess Ming, and it seemed impossible to draw a line immediately.

So he added: "Also, the prince is also a sensible person, pointing out that people kill people and plunder after all, we still have to tell a piece of evidence, because I look similar to the person the prince is looking for, according to this reason, I am naturally suspicious, so that I will also find evidence to prove my innocence, so I will reveal the scars of the prince and let you bring up the old things, so the prince, if you want to find out the truth and arrest the real murderer to avenge your princess, you can't just take care of your own needs and ignore the needs of others." ”

After a low snort, Yan Shao actually opened the bead curtain and entered himself, Yan Rong glanced back at me, I hurriedly stood up from the couch, Yan Rong wanted to step forward to help me, but Yan Shao had already flashed in front of him, pressed my shoulder, and said: "Girl, let's lie down and let Mr. Wen diagnose the pulse, Mr. Wen is not the quack doctor who is too old and self-righteous in the hospital, maybe the girl's illness can be cured by Mr. Wen's hands." ”

I didn't want to accept the touch of the stranger, so I naturally resisted in every possible way, brushed Yan Shao's hand on my shoulder with the jade flute in my hand, and mustered up the courage to look up into his eyes.

The first snowflakes that fell from the sky when the plum blossomed fell in his eyes, there was a piercing cold, and it was like a demon that devoured people, and he sneered and said, "What, is the girl afraid that Mr. Wen will diagnose other secret diseases on your body that are not known to others?" ”