"Your Highness, how have you been traveling with the prince over the years?" On the way, Painting Thirteen asked casually.

"Uncle Wang is indifferent, I am also down, and I rarely have anything to do with it, and I only later learned that Uncle Wang and Tianyu have known each other for a long time. It's not too late to get closer. Yin Chenglian replied with a glance, and was puzzled, "What's wrong?" I see that you have been silent since you entered the palace, is there something wrong? ”

"Bamboo is wrong." Painting thirteen shallow eyebrows, Wuzi groaned.

"Bamboo?" Yin Chenglian tightened his eyebrows, confused.

"Bamboo shoots are abundant in spring." Hua Thirteen said with a faint expression, "After I asked at the time, the prince agreed without hesitation to send us bamboo shoots." Either the prince's Xianyunlu is like spring all year round, with newly developed bamboo shoots, or ......"

"Or, Uncle Wang doesn't know whether the bamboo shoots are spring or winter?" Yin Chenglian seemed to suddenly realize something, and he shook his head violently, "It's just a little insignificant detail, so you don't have to dig too deep, right?" After all, Uncle Wang invited us over today, and he just had a hearty and warm dinner, and nothing else. ”

Hua Thirteen's tightly locked eyebrows did not stretch at all, nodded sullenly, said "um", glanced at Zhang Yueheng, who had been silent all the way, and suddenly asked with a smile: "General Zhang and King Xuan are of the same age, and they are both from the military camp, so they must have some friendship." I wonder if General Zhang knows the origin of Princess Xuan? ”

Zhang Yueheng's body shook, quickly glanced at Yin Chenglian, who looked dazed, swallowed his throat and replied: "I, I have had no contact with His Royal Highness King Xuan for a long time. I don't know anything about him. ”

Painting Thirteen thought back to the words he overheard behind the door, and couldn't help but wonder more and more, what was the tight-lipped thing in Zhang Yueheng's mouth? How could King Xuan treat him so lowly, and let him willingly keep guarding the waste prince with a slim future?

"What's wrong Thirteen? You seem to be a little bit out of your mind. Jingmo looked at Hua Thirteen with a silent contemplative expression, "Is there something wrong?" ”

It was difficult to figure out Hua Thirteen, but there was an inexplicable voice in his heart that kept reminding him to stop Jingmo: "Tomorrow, don't go to the palace." Find an excuse to say it's inconvenient for you to go over, okay? ”

Jingmo frowned suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?" You just promised the princess that you were good, why have you changed your mind now? ”

Painting Thirteen shook his head and muttered, "I don't know. It's just that I vaguely feel that something doesn't seem right with King Xuan. And Princess Xuan is also a little strange. ”

"Don't worry, when I practiced medicine alone before, I hadn't seen any strange people and strange things? How can you be afraid of such trivial matters? Jing Mo's eyes were clear, and his words were awe-inspiring, "What's more, if you take 10,000 steps back, you won't get a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's den." If I don't go, how do I know if what you're worried about is true? ”

"I'll let Changling accompany you." Painting thirteen is still a difficult concern.

Jingmo smiled: "Today, King Xuan and Princess Xuan invited me to come to the house tomorrow in front of you, so bright, but we are thinking about it, isn't it the heart of a villain?" ”

"Okay." Hua Thirteen also felt that what Jingmo said was reasonable, so he didn't obstruct it anymore, but smiled and said gently, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, come back early, let's go see the lanterns." ”

"Okay." Jingmo looked back at Painting Thirteen with a smile, and the moment's brief warmth and trance were a little unreal.