Chu Xian originally fell asleep in the circle chair, but he woke up after being made like this.

Smelling the familiar crisp breath, her side face was pressed against his chest, and she subconsciously rubbed it, trying to find a more comfortable angle.

But in the next moment, Chu Xian opened her eyes violently: "You're back?" ”

"Hmm." He nodded, his voice was soft, and there was a light smile in his phoenix eyes.

"You're still laughing," Chu Xian hurriedly got off him, bent down and touched his knee: "Does it hurt?" Did you let the doctor see it? ”

The handsome man stretched out his long arm and hugged her back again: "It's out of the way." ”

Chu Xian wanted to get off his lap, but he was tightly circled by the man and couldn't struggle.

A little helpless in her heart, she had no choice but to wrap her neck around his neck: "Let the imperial doctor give you a look at your knees, okay?" Or maybe Xian'er smeared some medicine on you? Can you put me down first? ”

"Fu Jin is so distressed?" He bowed his head and leaned over.

Chu Xian just wanted to argue, but the fourth master stretched out his hand and took the piece of paper on the table: "This is the pattern drawn by the emperor Ama on Rong Xin's forehead today. What do you draw it for? ”

"I ...... I just think that Huang Ama painted it casually, and the painting is quite good-looking, so I depicted it," Chu Xian pinched his usual tone and asked him softly: "What do you think this pattern looks like?" ”

"Finches." He spoke, smiling in his eyes.

The peacock is the king of birds, and the feather is a noble thing. The red finch flower is very good.

The fourth master felt that Kangxi Ye painted casually, and the painting was very good.

He lowered his head and found that Chu Xian frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "What does Fu Jin think?" ”

"I feel like flames." Chu Xian told the truth, and her peach blossom eyes were full of worry.

The fourth master suddenly discovered that the stupid rabbit in his arms sometimes did not have a particularly good taste.

Such a pattern, obviously like a finch feather, like a bird, she is not like a flame.

However, the flame is the flame, and the shape is quite similar.

It's just, why is the stupid rabbit full of worries?

"Are you worried about Rong Xin?" The fourth master asked in a low voice, separated the pattern, and wrapped his arms around her.

Chu Xian nestled in his arms and nodded: "I'm a little worried, most of the princesses and county lords of the Qing Dynasty will marry to Mongolia to raise their relatives." I ......"

I'm worried that my daughter is too strong, I'm afraid that she will be like a fire, I'm afraid of her......

"You're afraid that she will suffer if she marries Mongolia in the future." He wrapped his arms around her, and pressed his face against her cheek: "Rong Xin hasn't been four months old, and you're starting to worry about this?" ”

Chu Xian nodded: "She is four months old, she will be married at the age of fifteen, maybe she will leave us to marry in Mongolia as soon as she turns fifteen, I ......"

As he spoke, he felt a little uncomfortable.

She naturally knew that the princess of the Qing Dynasty and the daughter of the clan married to Mongolia for the sake of the country, but distress is distress.

"Fu Jin's idea is a bit selfish. If Huang Ama knew, he would definitely be disappointed in you. The fourth master reprimanded her with a straight face.

Chu Xian turned her head and buried her face in his arms: "It's me who is selfish and stingy, but I just can't bear to marry her far away." I feel sick when I think about it......"

Alas, this selfish stupid rabbit really can't do anything about her.

The fourth master sighed, took out a yellow, similar thing from his arms, patted her lightly on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Look at this." ”

Chu Xian took it with some confusion and found that it was a holy decree.

Slowly unfolded, it turned out to be written by Kangxi Ye in Manchu and Chinese.