Chapter Seventy-Seven: Chewing Herbs to She

"Nothing." Jiang Yue said, "You don't understand. ”

Mu Zifeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't understand, why can't Concubine Yue think about it?" What happened to you to seek death? ”

"Who said I'm going to die?" Jiang Yue asked rhetorically, "I'm just here to see the scenery." ”

Although she really felt the urge to jump for a moment, for some reason, she was unwilling to admit the truth in front of him, and this blurted out rebuttal made her more and more puzzled.

Mu Zifeng felt even more embarrassed, it turned out that people didn't want to seek death! Did you read it wrong? It seemed that it was indeed her own scream that almost made her fall into the pond......

"In that case, then I'll go first, Concubine Yue, you enjoy the scenery slowly." As he spoke, Mu Zifeng was about to leave.

Looking at the back of Mu Zifeng leaving, Jiang Yue felt more and more familiar, she wanted to call him out, but she still couldn't speak, her eyes were moist, and a tear fell.

Who knew that Mu Zifeng only walked a few steps before turning around to look at her.

"You ......" Jiang Yue wanted to ask him why he didn't leave, and what he turned around to do, but she still couldn't say it for a long time.

Looking at Jiang Yueyue's girl-like appearance at the moment, Mu Zifeng suddenly felt that he missed her a little. Don't get me wrong, it's just just missing.

"Concubine Yue, Niangniang," Mu Zifeng came to her, "It's not good to be injured and hold it alone." ”

As he spoke, he took out a silk scarf from his arms, and walked towards Jiang Yue with a handful of unknown herbs in his other hand, just now when he caught her, he inadvertently saw her bloody palm, and when he walked to this garden along the way, he happened to find a lot of herbs that could cure bruises, so he didn't really leave just now, but went to get herbs.

Coming to Jiang Yueyue, regardless of the difference between men and women, of course, Mu Zifeng still didn't remember much about the difference between men and women who spoke lightly in ancient times. He gently grabbed her hand, looked at the scabbed wound, and then walked to the edge of the pond, and split the silk scarf in his hand in half, and soaked it in the water.

After wetting the silk scarf, he came to Jiang Yueyue again, and then grabbed Jiang Yueyue's hand, but Jiang Yueyue, as an ancient woman and the emperor's concubine, even forgot the etiquette of men and women at this time, and let Mu Zifeng grab his hand.

His hands were warm, like a small stove, and her cold hands warmed up all at once, and that warmth spread all the way to her heart.

Seeing Mu Zifeng carefully wiping herself with a soaked silk scarf to clean her wounds, Jiang Yue quieted down inexplicably, and her originally irritable heart calmed down little by little.

Mu Zifeng didn't pay attention to Jiang Yueyue's strange eyes at her, but carefully treated the wound for her, and after wiping the coagulated blood around the wound, Mu Zifeng saw that there was an extremely deep cut in her palm.

"How did you get that? How is it so deep? Mu Zifeng said with a distressed tone.

It is indeed distressing, a girl's family, let herself be injured like this, anyone will feel distressed.

Following Mu Zifeng's gaze, Jiang Yueyue noticed the extremely deep wound, and she forgot that it was scratched by something, so she didn't answer him, but quietly looked at his serious appearance, just ...... She faintly likes Mu Zifeng's appearance of caring about her like this.

"Offended Concubine Yue." Mu Zifeng finally knew how to say "offended" at this moment.

I saw him put the herbs in his mouth and chewed them, enduring the bitter taste in his mouth, he frowned slightly, and kept complaining about the plot of the TV series in his heart: What does his face change when he chews herbs, and looks at the heroine gently, I'll fuck your sister! It's so unpalatable, you still lie to me and don't change your face.

After chewing the herb, Mu Zifeng spit it in his palm, rubbed it for a while, and after making it warm due to friction, he gently applied it to her wound, and then bandaged her wound with the other half of a silk scarf.

The mouth was full of herbs, unpleasant and astringent, and without waiting for Jiang Yue to thank him, he hurriedly came to the pond, took a large handful of water, and rinsed his mouth before he could barely feel that the taste in his mouth was not so strong.

Only then did he come to Jiang Yue, "I'm sorry, this herb is too unpalatable, but don't worry, I gave you a dressing, it shouldn't be a few days, and your wound will be healed." ”

"Mr. Mu, thank you." Jiang Yue's mouth finally flashed with a sweet smile, and this sweetness even reached her heart.

"Don't thank me." Mu Zifeng immediately became serious, "Since I have already bandaged my mother's wounds, then I should also go back, the night is dark, and my mother should go back early." ”

After saying this, Mu Zifeng really turned around and left this time.

"Thank you, Mr. Mufeng." Jiang Yue raised her hand to look at the silk scarf and said softly.

Looking back at the still rippling pond again, she took a deep breath, completely cut off the thought of dying, and instead turned around and left the place, walking towards the Yuehua Temple.

……

As soon as he arrived at Tai**, Mu Zifeng heard Shangguan Lian's anxious shout: "Sir! Where are you? Mr. ......"

"Lian'er!" Mu Zifeng stepped into the palace gate, "You have to remember!" You are the crown prince, you can't shout like this, otherwise, what kind of system will you become? There are so many people watching. ”

"Good! Lian'er just listens to Mr.! Shangguan Lian stepped forward and hugged Mu Zifeng, "Mr. also likes Lian'er very much to teach Lian'er, Mr. is not like other people, such as my father, who trains Lian'er with a straight face, Mr. is gentle and gentle." ”

"Alright!" Mu Zifeng got goosebumps on the ground for a while, hurriedly grabbed Shangguan Lian in his hand, carried him like a chicken, and carried him directly to the bed in the dormitory, "Since I have come back, then Lian'er has to sleep obediently." ”

"Don't!" Shangguan Lian stuck to Mu Zifeng like a dog skin plaster, and looked at him with blinking eyes, "Lian'er wants Mr. to tell Lian'er a story, otherwise he won't sleep." ”

"You really look like a little girl!" Mu Zifeng couldn't help but complain again.

Seeing his watery eyes staring at him without blinking, Mu Zifeng still chose to admit defeat, "Okay! Well, I'll tell you a story. ”

He came to Shangguan Lian's bed and sat down, resting his head on his lap.

But Mu Zifeng never knew what stories to tell when coaxing children to sleep in ancient times, so after thinking about it, he decided to tell him the story of "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf......

Well, let's tell the story of "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf"! Anyway, that's all he knows.

"In the past, there was a sheep, his name was Pleasant Goat, and there was a wolf called Big Big Wolf...... "Mu Zifeng told the story with a gentle voice, while learning what his father looked like when he told him a story when he was a child, and gently patted Shangguan Lian's back with his hand.

After talking for a while, Shangguan Lian's tired voice came from below: "Mr. is a liar, how can the sheep know so much?" And what do you mean by 'sheep flying a plane'...... what is a 'plane'? Sir, don't use fake stories to deceive Lian'er if you can't tell a story......"

Looking at Shangguan Lian's sleepy appearance, Mu Zifeng suddenly felt warm in his heart, at the age of sixteen, he thought that he was still in the second year of high school when he was sixteen years old, he was already the prince of a country at a young age. What a lovely little friend, if it weren't for the identity of the 'prince', I would have thought of you as a younger brother.

"Okay, good, Mr. lied to Lian'er, Mr. can't tell stories, and he doesn't know what stories to tell, Lian'er go to bed quickly." Mu Zifeng coaxed softly.

After waiting for a long time without Shangguan Lian's voice, Mu Zifeng found that he had fallen asleep, and the appearance of sleeping peacefully was very cute, so he carefully put him into the quilt and covered him with the quilt, and then Mu Zifeng left Shangguan Lian's bedroom.

"It's time for me to rest......" Mu Zifeng stretched his waist, yawned, and turned around and walked towards the side hall.

After blowing out the candles, Mu Zifeng had just laid down on the bed, and before he closed his eyes, there was a murmuring sound in his ears.

Mu Zifeng's expression froze, and he quietly came to Shangguan Lian's dormitory again.

I heard a conversation outside the dormitory.

A conversation between two women.

One of the women said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is asleep, right?" ”

Another woman whispered back, "Just asleep, I just saw the candles in his dormitory go out." ”

"By the way, who is that man?"

The man? Mu Zifeng thought that they were talking about himself, so he leaned lightly against the wall and continued to listen.

"It doesn't matter who he is, we just need to do what our mother tells us to do, and we can get a reward."

"But...... I'm still a little scared, it's the prince after all, what if we are found out, what if the king asks for guilt? ”

"Afraid of what? We've all done it more than once! Shangguan Lian is just a prince who was indiscriminately crowned by the king when he was drunk, and he, the prince who came out of the concubine, is still the kind of king who is drunk and has a personal maid. Besides, now that it's late at night, and we're going to go, who knows it's us? ”

The conversation ended here, Mu Zifeng showed his head, and the two maidservants tiptoed with a sack of things to push open Shangguan Lian's bedroom door.

Mu Zifeng was puzzled at first why there was no one in the prince's bedroom, and then when he saw the things that the two maidservants poured out of the sack, he was startled.

It's a snake!

Without time to hesitate, Mu Zifeng suddenly jumped out of the darkness, and when the two maidservants saw that they were about to scream, they quickly sealed their acupuncture points, and then stuffed the poisonous snake that had not completely crawled out of the sack into the bag again.

Sealed the sack, quietly managed the palace door, and looked at the panicked eyes of the two maidservants, a touch of frost swelled in Mu Zifeng's eyes, and one in each hand, he took them in his hands, and then disappeared here.

Finding a place where no one was around, Mu Zifeng slammed the two of them and the sack to the ground.