The servant looked a little embarrassed, this woman was so good-looking, as soon as she spoke, it made people feel like a spring breeze, and she couldn't help lowering her tone: "Girl, my son-in-law doesn't let young women enter the house, and the girl is afraid that she will have to come this time." ”

Ji Xin was stunned for a moment, and laughed again.

"Then it's better to help me first, if you don't let me in, it's not too late for me to leave."

Shuoge stood aside and whispered, "This Lord Jimo is really strange. ”

The slave looked calm when he saw the salary,

"Then, then you wait for me, I'll ask."

I just turned around and was about to run to ask Childe.

"Who's coming?" The boy's voice came from the side.

Ji Xin raised his eyes to look at the person approaching in front of him, and smiled gently.

"Xiao Jin."

"Wang ......" Before Xiao Jin could say anything, Ji Xin immediately stopped him.

"Can I go in?"

Xiao Jin immediately bowed her head.

"Please come in."

Saying that, he led the salary into the mansion, leaving the servant puzzled, this is the first time that a young lady has come in since the establishment of the prince's mansion, it seems that this girl is not a simple character.

"Xiao Jin, your son-in-law's taste is very good."

Ji Xin looked at the layout of the courtyard and corridor in Jimo Qing and the mansion and praised it, Xiao Jin hadn't seen Ji Xiang for a long time, but he seemed a little at a loss.

"Yes, this yard was designed by Childe himself, and that bamboo forest was also planted by Childe."

Xiao Jin pointed not far away and replied.

"The song is flowing water, and the bamboo forest is noble, which is very in line with the appearance of his unparalleled son."

Ji Xin stretched out his hand and touched the green plants on the side casually.

"How is your son-in-law doing?"

Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied.

"Childe suddenly had a fever last night, looked at Lang Zhong, and said that the wind was cold to the bones and needed to be in bed to recuperate."

"How can you just look at Lang Zhong?" Ji Xin turned his head and instructed Shuoge, "Let the imperial doctor come when I go back." ”

"Yes." Shrouge is the head.

Xiao Jin's expression was a little strange, but she quickly covered it up.

"Your Majesty, please come here."

When Ji Xin stepped into the door, Ji Mo Qinghe was lying on the couch and drinking a bowl of medicine, which should be a bitter taste of Chinese medicine, frowning slightly, he did not tie his hair, his hair was next to his cheeks, his face was even paler than usual, and his angular face was handsome and abnormal.

"Childe, the king has come to see you."

Xiao Jin whispered.

That is, Mo Qing and raised his head, and his long eyelashes suddenly fainted and half a point of temptation.

"Your Majesty ......," he said, and was about to get up.

Ji Xin hurriedly stepped forward to support Jimo Qinghe,

"If you're sick, you don't have to do these false rituals anymore."

"Why is the king here today?" Ji Moqinghe's voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a low voice.

Ji Xian didn't expect Jimo Qinghe to ask like this, and his ears were a little red for a while.

"When the king saw that you did not go to court, and heard that you were sick, he was a little worried, so he came to see you."

Jimo Qinghe's expression was gentle, and he looked at the salary in front of him with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

"Since you are infected with the wind and cold, you have to rest more, and I will let the imperial doctor come to show you, those street langzhong, I am afraid that it will not be used." Ji Xin held Jimo Qinghe and said.

Jimo Qinghe's eyes were full of sparkling light, and he approached Ji Xin slightly, looking at her with a pair of watery eyes.

"Okay."

The salary was a little cramped by Jimo Qinghe,

"Qinghe, then you have a good rest, and this king will leave first."

Ji Moqing and chuckled lowly.

"I wonder if when the king came up here, he could see the bamboo forest in the garden?"

"Yes, Xiao Jin said that you planted it with your own hands." The auditor nodded.

"Xiao Jin," Ji Mo Qinghe beckoned. "I'll go and get two bamboo shoots for the king to bring back."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the salary.

"The bamboo shoots this time were planted by me, and the chef in Fuzhong has also burned them a few times, so they should be delicious."

Ji Xin thought of the bamboo shoots he dug in the fog forest again, Qinghe, but he couldn't get along with the bamboo shoots.

Shuo Ge looked a little strange when he walked out of Jimo Qinghe Mansion with Ji Xin, and then looked at the bamboo shoots in his hand, the first time he saw the sick and brought things out, it was still not very good-looking.

Shuoge pouted helplessly, if he couldn't eat it again this time, the imperial dining room would probably be disbanded.

After Ji Xin left, Ji Mo Qinghe sat up from the couch and coughed twice.

"Childe."

Xiao Jin hurriedly helped Jimo Qinghe up.

"Have you given the bamboo shoots to the king?"

"Naturally, it's given, Childe, you're like this, and you still have time to think about this." Xiao Jin's tone was tinged with a slight reproach.

That is, Mo Qinghe held his heart.

"False is true when it is true, if you don't do this, how can you justifiably strike the dynasty,"

"But you don't have to, it's so real."

Xiao Jin thought of the pill that Gongzi had taken last night, and the medicine was already strong......

"She has a delicate mind, and if it's not true, it's hard to hide it from her."