Although the medical saint has ancestral teachings, he must not have any disrespect for the emperor of the Qi family, but the incident happened suddenly. If he doesn't open his mouth, I'm afraid that the line of medical saints will be cut off.

He made it clear which was more important than the other.

"As for this third thing, Lone hasn't thought about it yet, and I'll tell you when Lone thinks about it."

Qin Ran: "......"

That's a bit unreasonable.

In other words, before Qi Changrong thought of the third thing, during this period, the medical saint had to take care of the East Palace and be subject to the East Palace.

Zhou Shiren, who knew a little about the emperor's heart, smacked his lips, if he didn't guess wrong, I am afraid that this third thing, the prince of the East Palace would never think of it in his life.

At the beginning, he felt a little pity for the prince of the East Palace being cuckolded, but now he was pitying Qin Ran.

This man was so innocent that he was unknowingly led by the neck, and then jumped into a big pit, and could never turn over.

From today on, this medical saint has inexplicably become a faction of the East Palace.

Qin Ran was taken away.

Just as he was silent when he sneaked out of the palace, he didn't attract anyone's attention when he was sent back, and the guards who had been guarding him had already slept in the dark.

In the Qiwu courtyard, Zhou Shiren, who noticed that the atmosphere was not quite right, also got up early and retreated, and ran out in an instant and did not dare to stay longer.

The aura of the two people in the room was so great that he could barely breathe.

When this came out, the chest cavity immediately opened up a lot.

As a result, only Jun Chen and Qi Changrong were left in the room.

After a long time, Jun Chen, whose eyes were slightly sour, retracted his gaze: "Your Highness is not going back?" ”

Qi Changrong supported his chin with one hand, shrugged his shoulders innocently, and said with a smile: "The palace gate is under the key, and I can't go back." ”

In front of outsiders, Qi Changrong has always been steady, but she will never make frivolous moves, but she has already fallen off the horse in front of Junchen, she doesn't care about her image at this time, naturally how comfortable she is.

Jun Chen glanced at her and asked, "Does Your Highness want to stay here?" ”

"Nature." Qi Changrong nodded as he should.

"There are no extra rooms in the Jun's Mansion." Jun Chen looked away and said unhurriedly.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Changrong gave a reason that people couldn't refuse: "Lone also helped you ask for the 'end of life' a moment ago, it stands to reason that Lone is kind to you, you can't just watch Lone sleep on the street, right?" ”

Qin Ran, the medical saint, was originally supposed to only ask Emperor Jin An for the pulse of his life, and others could not move him, nor did he have the right to invite him, but in the previous three conditions, Qi Changrong asked Jun Chen for the right to 'consult' for life.

This shows that in the future, if Jun Chen has a headache and brain fever, he can ask Qin Ran to go out of the palace to see a doctor.

Of course, it has to be under the premise of hiding from Emperor Jin An.

Jun Chen twisted his eyebrows and emphasized again: "There is indeed no extra room. ”

Qi Changrong touched his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "It's good to look at it here." ”

……

As soon as these words came out, Qi Changrong's wolf ambition was clearly visible.

"This is my bedroom, and there is only one bed." Jun Chen wrinkled his brows, his brows furrowed enough to trap mosquitoes.

"So what? Has the general forgotten that we have shared a bed? Qi Changrong reminded him with a smile.

The more she spoke, the more ugly Junchen's face became.

The more ugly Jun Chen's face became, the more she wanted to speak.

It's a vicious cycle.

"At that time, the situation was special, and it was a last resort, and now, I am not happy."

"Oh? Does the general want to take revenge and drive Lone out to let Lone sleep on the street? Qi Changrong touched his chin and sighed heavily.

"Your Highness could have done nothing." Jun Chen said that he never sought to die properly, and he was not afraid of dying.

"Lonely head is cuckold, face is damaged, since the facts can no longer be reversed, then of course do something to make yourself happy." Qi Changrong yawned, and the tail of his eyes revealed a little sleepiness.

Jun Chen looked at her quietly, as if he was looking at the royal family high above her and covered by layers of fog.

I don't know how long it took, and when the room was quiet and only the sound of their breathing could be heard, he finally spoke.

"Why me?"

Why him?

Qi Changrong paused slightly, looked back at Jun Chen's eyes, and the sleepiness in his eyes dissipated.

Why not him?

At the beginning, Qi Changrong never thought that she would face such a question one day, so she did not prepare a more appropriate answer in advance.

After a while, Qi Changrong suddenly stepped forward and kissed the corner of his lips while Jun Chen was distracted.

The warm touch fluctuated the heartstrings of the two.

Jun Chen, who didn't expect her to make such a bold move, was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to lean back.

But it was as if there was a force that stopped him, and no matter how shocked he was in his heart, he finally sat firmly in the same place.

It's just that the eyes that were originally filled with other things were occupied by Qi Changrong, who was close by.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Qi Changrong retreated slightly, and his tone slowed down.

"So, the general still doesn't understand?"

Junchen was stunned, and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing this, an inaudible sigh overflowed from the corner of Qi Changrong's lips.

She said, "Because my lonely heart pleases you." ”

There is no better answer.

Qi Changrong knew that his actions were very strange and would make people suspicious, but this explanation was the simplest and most appropriate.

After all, there is such a thing as feelings, which is inherently unpredictable.

It's like Zhao Yueqiu to her, and it's like she is to Junchen.

Who can tell?

Since it is not clear, there is no need to explain.

Qi Changrong thought so, but Junchen didn't believe it.

He lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and mocked sarcastically: "Your Highness is cautious." ”

Her heartbeat was too calm.

Although Junchen has never been in contact with the woman in the boudoir, he also knows that he should not be so calm when facing his sweetheart.

"The general doesn't believe it?" Qi Changrong blinked, and just wanted to continue lobbying, when he saw Jun Chen, who had not moved, suddenly raised his hand and quickly tapped twice on her neck.

In an instant, she couldn't open her mouth and couldn't move.

All the tirades that are ready end there

“……”

Junchen actually froze her! She wasn't allowed to speak yet!

In the face of Qi Changrong's disbelief, Junchen seemed much calmer, he withdrew his hand casually, and his tone was calm and cold: "It's late at night, it's time to rest." ”

Qi Changrong: "......"

She wants to sleep too, but if she falls asleep cross-legged, will she be able to have these legs tomorrow?

As if hearing Qi Changrong's heart, Junchen stared at her for a long time, and the next moment he suddenly sat down and hugged her.

Then he walked into the inner room, put the person on the bed in the inner room steadily, and pulled the quilt next to him by the way, covering Qi Changrong impermeable.

He also knew that he wanted to show his head, which was the only thing Qi Changrong was happy about.

Junchen stepped back and lowered the curtain of the bed.

Through a thick layer of curtain, Qi Changrong only vaguely saw him raise his finger and flick it in the direction of the lamp.

Suddenly, the bedroom fell into darkness.

With the faint moonlight, Qi Changrong clearly saw Jun Chen lying down on the soft chair beside him.

She didn't quite understand.

Looking at his appearance, he was clearly unmoved by her confession, and even adhered to a skeptical attitude, but ......

Isn't the move a little more intimate?

Although she was suspicious that he was trying to shut herself up.

Thinking about it, sleepiness struck, Qi Changrong no longer blocked it, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, Junchen, who had been lying on the soft chair, suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head to look in the direction of the bed.

In the dark, there seemed to be starlight in his eyes, flickering and flickering, making it difficult to see.

……

The next morning, when Qi Changrong opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the sunlight came in through the window and cast on the tables and chairs, only the other world separated by the bed curtain - the bed room was still dim.

There was a slight pain in his temples, Qi Changrong subconsciously raised his head and rubbed his eyebrows, this sleep was too heavy, and there was a feeling of heaviness in his head after a long sleep.

It wasn't until she put her hand down that she realized that the acupuncture had been solved.

And she was the only one in the room, and she was still wearing the spicy-eyed eunuch suit.

Few people in the General's Mansion knew about the late night visit of the Prince of the East Palace, and Qi Changrong didn't want to be exposed, so he walked around the bedroom a few times.

Junchen took a rare time, prepared all the toiletries again, and placed them in the ear room smoothly.

About half an hour later, when the sun hung in the sky, Jun Chen finally came back from the next court.

As soon as he entered the house, he said, "Today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he was sick and absent. ”

Qi Changrong walked out of the inner room and said with a smile: "That's natural, after all, no matter how big Gu Cang's ability is, he can't conjure up another Qi Changrong out of thin air." ”

Jun Chen avoided Qi Changrong's gaze and asked with a slight headache, "When does Your Highness plan to return to the palace?" ”

Qi Changrong thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer: "If you have had enough, you will naturally go back." ”

"It's very boring in the minister's mansion, I'm afraid Your Highness won't be able to enjoy it."

"That's how simple, it's not fun in the house, so let's go out and play."

Play?

Spit out this word from the mouth of the prince of the East Palace, it is indeed incredible.

After a cup of tea, Qi Changrong changed into well-fitting clothes, assumed the name Jun Ju'an and walked out of the back door of Jun's mansion with Jun Chen.

Neither of them brought an entourage and traveled lightly.

Only Junchen remembered that he brought a money bag and followed Qi Changrong's footsteps to the downtown area.

The harsh and noisy noise was coming, more than the military camp, and it was rumored that the prince of the East Palace, who liked tranquility the most, walked forward without changing his face, and walked around the stalls with great interest.

Jun Chen didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, seeing that she stretched out her claws towards the stall, and was afraid that she would be regarded as a wicked person who took things and didn't give silver taels, so he hurriedly pinched the money bag and followed.

In the end, the two of them actually took a hand full of things.

No, in fact, it was Qi Changrong who had a sugar gourd in one hand and osmanthus cake in the other, while Junchen was carrying several boxes, which contained all kinds of snacks.

The most eye-catching thing is that Junchen is still carrying a wooden stake full of sugar gourds.

Everyone passing by looked at them in amazement.

Junchen's face became darker and darker, but the noise in his ears did not mean to decrease, but was mixed with the sound of children running and laughing.

"Are you done shopping?"