That's not what you want. Seeing that his expression had changed, Du Mei lowered himself in fear and muttered in a low voice.

"What I want, you give it all? Well? Chu Lin picked her chin, and the corners of her eyes and lips were full of brilliant smoke.

"I ...... I ......" Looking at Chu Lin's dark eyes, deep and deep, Du Mei swallowed nervously.

Chu Lin saw her throat move slightly, and couldn't help it, holding Du Mei's waist with one hand, and her skull with the other, he lowered his head and pressed his thin lips down. The touch was slightly cool, and between the tossing and tasting, the aroma between the lips and teeth of the person in his arms still had the aftertaste of medicine, which made him sink infinitely.

Du Mei didn't expect that he only touched his lips lightly, and he would provoke such a deep kiss. His kiss was so thick and long that her whole body softened, and her lotus arm involuntarily wrapped her arms around Chu Lin's neck, as if hanging on him.

The little face of the person in his arms was red, his dense eyelashes were drooping, trembling like butterfly wings, and the small sweat drops on the tip of his nose were shiny. Chu Lin kissed lingeringly, and Du Mei occasionally responded to him in a jerky manner, which aroused him to explore more enthusiastically.

"Girl." Chu Lin's voice was hoarse, and he whispered affectionately, how did he cherish her in her illness and didn't dare to pester her for too long.

"Third brother." Du Mei seemed to be drunk, soft and glutinous, she never knew that she was so charming that she wanted her life the most.

"Hmm." Chu Lin lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth unsatisfactorily.

"Sleep, I'm going to take a medicated bath tomorrow morning." Chu Lin put her on the bed and pulled the brocade quilt to cover her.

"Can't you sleep in the room next to you? It's going to be hard for you to sleep on. Du Mei's eyes were hazy and misty, but he still remembered it.

"I want to accompany you more, and when you return to Dujiagou, I won't see you for a few days." Chu Lin sat on the edge of the bed, held her slender hand and said.

"Chung Yeung Festival, can you come? The patriarch said that he would open an ancestral hall to comfort his ancestors, but you were so busy. Du Mei closed his eyes and curled up, pressing his cheek to the palms of their overlapping hands.

"I'm free at night, but the identity of the prince is too public, and I'm afraid of shocking the people in the village." Chu Lin was very nervous at this time, it turned out that his Mei'er didn't invite him, but he was afraid that he would be busy.

"Otherwise, you're still my cousin?" Du Mei suddenly giggled and looked up at him mischievously.

"Where did you draw the birthmark last time, I'll just draw it." Chu Lin also smiled, feeling that this was a good idea, so that he could spend three nights with Du Mei.

"Here." Du Mei stretched out his other hand and touched the left side of Chu Lin's face.

"Got it." Chu Lin turned his head and gently kissed the palm of her hand.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!" The attendant of the patrol struck the gong and shouted in a shrill voice.

"It's really not early, go to sleep, good." Chu Lin put her arm in the quilt and held a blanket and put it on the chaise longue.

He put out all the lights outside, leaving only one in the room, and cut the wick, and the candlelight dimmed, and the room was dim.

Chu Lin is about nine feet tall, and he has to curl his legs to sleep on the couch, but he is willing to stay with Du Mei like this, even if he is asleep, he is reluctant to part.

The shadow of the moon moves westward, and the sun rises in the east.

Chu Lin got up early and practiced in the courtyard, Zhao Ji'an looked at the smile on his face from afar, it seemed that his lord was about to usher in spring!

"Ji'an, take it!" Just as Zhao Ji'an was distracted, a sword was pressing towards him like a spiritual snake.

"Subordinates take orders!" Zhao Ji'an suddenly came back to his senses, jumped back, and drew his sword to deal with it with all his might.

……

The master and servant, you come and go, the fight is in full swing, a few breaths to dismantle more than a dozen moves, the sword wind in the courtyard is fierce, and the sonorous sound of gold and stone is endless.

Du Mei woke up, attracted by the sound of the sword, and stared intently at the window.

The morning sun in late autumn casts a touch of warmth in the courtyard, reflecting on the figure of a black robe, the black hair is lightly raised, the clothes are flying, and the snow sword in the hand dances out of the sword flowers, shining brightly in the sun.

"To Yan...... Rajah...... Please! Diao Xihai came with a group of attendants, and when he saw that their master and servant were indistinguishable, he panicked and didn't know where to hide.

Zhao Ji'an was distracted by his fuss, and the victory was immediately apparent.

"Excuse me." Chu Lin handed the sword to Zhao Ji'an and waved his hand at Diao Xihai.

"Lord Wang, how did you rest yesterday?" Diao Xihai peeked at Chu Lin's face.

"I soaked in medicinal soup yesterday, but I had a good night's sleep." Chu Lin led the way to the front hall, and the palace maids diligently sent hot towels to wipe his sweat.

"What do you want to eat today? Prepare as much as you can in the dining room. Diao Xihai bowed and asked with a smile.

"It's up to Lord Yan to make his own decisions." He Lian took his robe and entered the hall, and hurriedly said.

"I saw that the prince looked good, so I ......" Diao Xihai hurriedly saluted and stepped aside.

"He's just an illusion supported by yesterday's medicinal power, if you eat the prince out of the way, a few heads are enough to cut off!" Although He Lian's voice was soft, his tone was unquestionably stern.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Diao Xihai was so panicked that he almost knelt down immediately.

"Go and do what Imperial Doctor He says." Chu Lin was silent for a while, and said helplessly.

Diao Xihai was relieved, agreed again and again, and led the servants away.

"Look, there's something wrong with him." Zhao Ji'an muttered quietly.

"Do you think he's so fat, but unreasonably athletic?" Chu Lin took a sip of tea, the soup color of the old tea was cloudy, and the entrance was bitter.

"Isn't that strange?" Zhao Ji'an frowned, he was Chu Lin's chief guard, and he was more meticulous than others.

"Yesterday, he came to my house and said that he had a headache and begged me to prescribe a prescription, and I checked his pulse, but his pulse was heavy and weak, which is obviously false evidence." He Lian didn't know martial arts, but no one dared to question his medical skills.

"Ji'an, if you have a chance in the future, check him out." Chu Lin didn't want to waste his precious time with Du Mei on this inconsequential person.

"Shall we have breakfast and make soup, or will we just soak it right now?" Chu Lin turned his eyes and asked He Lian.

"Exorcise evil spirits at night, consolidate the book in the morning, of course, eat breakfast and then soak, but only eat half full." He Lian said in a hurry.

The palace maids served breakfast in a row, and the table was full, and Chu Lin drove away the palace people who were waiting, and only ate with Du Mei and the others.

After last night, the relationship between the two seems to have taken a step further, Du Mei is still very shy, but she no longer refuses Chu Lin's various cares, occasionally feeds a little food, and can open her mouth to catch it shyly, Chu Lin is happy to serve her, but he doesn't dare to give her too much food.

After taking a medicinal bath yesterday and sleeping soundly, Du Mei's spirit was much better, and her face became more rosy. Soaking again in the morning is not as difficult as yesterday, with Chu Lin to accompany him to talk, half an hour will pass.

Chu Lin forced her to lie on the bed, Du Mei didn't doze off, so she leaned on the side of the bed and read the script. For a while, the room was quiet and could be heard, but it was full of warmth and warmth.

"Do you want to go out and walk around?" Chu Lin quickly finished handling his official duties, turned around and came in, and saw Du Mei ~ reading the script with relish.

"Good! I always lie down, and my bones are crispy. Du Mei dropped the notebook, got out of bed, quickly put on his coat, and curled his hair.

"Slow down." Chu Lin said with a smile.

The two of them walked out of the Feiyun Hall one after the other, Chu Lin strutted in front, and Du Mei lowered his head and shrunk his shoulders in small steps, trying his best to make himself like a domestic servant. Along the way, he met many palace maids and chamberlains who stopped to salute Chu Lin, and he probably didn't even look at it, and went straight over.

After about a cup of tea, the two entered a garden, which had already been cleaned up by Zhao Ji'an, and the idlers and others were all driven out.

At this time, it is late autumn, and the chrysanthemums of all colors bloom in full bloom, attracting bees and butterflies to fly around them.

Chu Lin took Du Mei's hand, walked through the corridor and crossed the shadow wall, enjoyed the play four times, and carefully talked to her about the change of scenery in the courtyard, and the unique cave behind the door of the rockery moon cave.

The two of them walked around the garden, strolling leisurely, and after a while, it was time for lunch, and after a while, the two of them had eaten, and after a short rest, they changed places to go shopping, and after dinner, they still took a medicinal bath, and they were naturally tired of being together at night.

The days passed like flowing water, comfortable and calm, like a paradise, almost forgetting the hustle and bustle outside.

Two days passed quickly, Du Mei's illness had already improved, and on the afternoon of the second day, Chu Lin planned to take Du Mei back, He Lian gave her all the remaining medicinal materials, and told her to insist on soaking when she went back.

"Have you taken all the dregs with you?" Chu Lin asked in a deep voice.

"It's been put away early, and I'll have to trouble Chief Zhao to bury the medicine residue in a hidden place for a while." He Lian glanced at Chu Lin, he had a happy past two days, and his face was not so cold.

"Why?" Du Mei asked, a little puzzled.

"I grabbed this medicine according to King Yan's body, if I used it for you, I would definitely not be able to bear it. So we had to take the medicine residue away, but we couldn't bring it back to the capital, so we had to find a place to dispose of it. He Lian picked the most important of them and said.

"Don't worry, they'll take care of it." Chu Lin saw that Du Mei was a little stunned, so he hugged her and said gently.

Du Mei didn't expect that things were so complicated, not only could he not be picky when eating, but even the medicine he used was examined, and he was really tired of being a member of the royal family.

Leaving the Qingluan Palace, Du Mei returned to his heart like an arrow.

The carriage finally entered Jiangling City before it was completely dark, and said goodbye to He Lian at the gate of the city, Chu Lin sent Zhao Ji'an back to Yanwang Mansion with the guards, and he personally sent Du Mei back to Meixuan.

Du Mei was gone for three days, although Zhao Ji'an had sent someone to report his safety to Lin An, they were still very worried, and the Deng family had to wait at the door of the store every day until it was dark.

"Aunt Deng!" Du Mei shouted happily.

"Huh?" Seeing that it was dark, Deng was about to turn around and prepare to enter the shop, but when she heard a call like a heavenly sound, she turned her head in disbelief.

"You're back!" As soon as Deng's nose was sore, tears poured into his eyes.

"It's naturally me, like a fake!" Du Mei approached with a grin.

"Look at the weight lost a bit, but the complexion is not bad." Deng Shi grabbed her arm and looked at it carefully, and said distressedly.

At this time, Chu Lin got out of the carriage and walked to Du Mei's side. He said to Deng, "I want to stay here for dinner today." ”