Chapter Eighty-Nine: Gather Your Thoughts
Seeing Lin Mo holding herself, Lin Limo looked at her, stared at her and asked, "Little sister, has she just entered the palace?" Why is it so late today? ”
Lin Mo didn't have the heart to tell him this, and directly asked the doubts in his heart: "I just saw King Chu, his face is black as if he is constipated, tell me what's going on?" ”
Speaking of this, Lin Limo frowned, and looked at Lin Mo with complicated eyes, "Little sister asked him what he was doing?" You won't give up on him, will you? ”
"How is that possible!" Lin Mo firmly denied, "I just saw that he didn't trouble me, and I saw that his face was so stinky and a little curious." ”
Seeing her natural expression, Lin Limo was relieved, and gave Lin Mo the reason slowly: "Today's court, Your Majesty gave a new princess to the King of Chu, and he was bent on straightening Ling Xue, because Concubine Shuyi had been obstructing it without success, and now that he was given a concubine, it is estimated that he will not be able to explain to Ling Xue when he returns home." ”
"Hmph~" Lin Mo snorted coldly, "In the past, they treated me like that, but they just wanted to torture me to death, so as to help Lin Lingxue take the position, and now that I am gone, she still can't get what she wants, which can be described as self-inflicted." ”
She felt a little sorry for the death of the original owner in her heart, thinking that she was just trying to marry her beloved, but she was killed by the person she loved.
Lin Limo was about to say something to her again, but Lin Mo suddenly said: "It's not early, second brother hurry up and get busy, I'm going to the East Palace too, otherwise it won't be good to delay the prince's condition." ”
After speaking, he bypassed Lin Limo and walked towards the palace.
Today's prince looked better, and when Lin Mo arrived, he was gesturing with a sword in the courtyard.
The movements are very small, so you don't get tired, and you can move your body.
Seeing Lin Mo coming, Feng Yirong stopped his movements, and smiled at Lin Mo: "Miss Lin, it's getting late and late." ”
Yin Feng stepped forward to take the sword in his hand, and the palace maid handed him a handkerchief.
Lin Mo bowed and replied with a smile: "There happened to be something to do today. ”
Feng Yirong sat on the stone bench next to him, Lin Mo was familiar with him, and he was not as restrained as before, so he sat opposite him.
She took out the handkerchief that Peach found for her from the cuff, she spread the handkerchief on the stone table, and said to the prince: "I was in a hurry today, I didn't have time to get the medicine box, and I wronged His Royal Highness the prince." ”
"It's okay" The prince's smile is warm, and his voice is also very gentle, which makes it easy for people to have a sense of intimacy when they listen to it.
He rolled up his sleeves and put his hand on Lin Mo's handkerchief, and Lin Mo raised the tips of his fingers to attach to his wrist.
After a moment, Lin Mo let go of his wrist, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his lips, "The prince's health is much better, and if you take the medicine I prepared for the prince on weekdays, pay attention to your happy mood and not be stimulated, it will be fine." ”
"Hmm." Feng Yirong was in a good mood today, he withdrew his hand and put down his rolled up sleeves, "Is the ninth brother feeling better?" ”
Lin Mo folded the handkerchief and put it away, and replied: "Lord Wang, he is much better, and it is estimated that he will be able to recover in two days." ”
"The fifth brother was given marriage today, does Miss Lin know?" Feng Yirong looked at Lin Mo and asked.
Lin Mo smiled lightly, looking not too concerned, "I know, when I met the second brother when I came, he told me, but I don't care much about the affairs of King Chu." ”
Seeing Lin Mo's relaxed expression, Feng Yirong smiled.
picked up the tea offered by the palace maid, took a sip, put down the teacup, and said, "I didn't expect Miss Lin to be such an open-minded person, but the palace is too worried." ”
Lin Mo smiled, "People live for a lifetime, they always have to look forward, and they always miss something that has been lost, what's the point?" ”
As if thinking that Lin Mo's words were very reasonable, Feng Yirong nodded, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and he laughed at himself: "What Miss Lin said is that especially in this palace, there are not many days, and there is no time to miss the past." ”
Seeing him like this, Lin Mo frowned.
She has been struggling with his disease recently, and there is still a possibility that he will be cured by surgery, but she doesn't dare to let him take this risk.
The breeze was blowing slowly, the black hair fluttered with the wind, and a strand of hair blew to his cheeks, and Lin Mo came back to his senses.
She put the hair on her face behind her ears, looked at the prince with heavy eyes, and said: "There is a more risky way to treat the prince's disease, if you succeed in living a few more years, there is no problem, but there is only a success rate of 20%, if you fail, ......"
"What will happen?" Feng Yi Rong frowned.
Lin Mo frowned and replied, "Die on the operating table." ”
She shouldn't have mentioned this to him, but as a healer, and Fengyi was so good, she really couldn't bear to watch him lose his life.
Feng Yirong didn't speak, and lowered his eyes to look at the hot teacup.
After a while, he raised his eyes and smiled at Lin Mo and said, "Think about it." ”
"Okay." Lin Mo responded, and said something to ease his heart, "The prince is recovering well at this time, and he is not in a hurry." ”
Lin Mo got up, bowed to Feng Yi Rong and said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the courtier will leave, the prince's body has not been assisted by silver needles recently, and the courtiers will not come from tomorrow, if the prince runs out of medicine, just send someone to the hanging pot hall to get it." ”
Feng Yirong chuckled at her and nodded, "Go ahead." ”
With Feng Yirong's answer, Lin Mo turned around and left the East Palace.
She wanted to go to Fengyi Chenfu to have a look when she left the palace, but as soon as she left the East Palace, she was blocked by Feng Yuning.
Feng Yuning's little face was slightly red, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, she looked at Lin Mo and said, "Sister is going to Brother Chen's mansion for a while?" Can you bring me with you? ”
Looking at her expectant gaze, Lin Mo couldn't bear to refuse, and raised his eyebrows, "If the princess has no problem leaving the palace, she can go the same way." ”
Seeing that she agreed, Feng Yuning hugged Lin Mo's arm and said coquettishly: "Sister is so good, no wonder Brother Jiu, who has never been close to women, likes it so much." ”
Seeing that she had a sister, she chuckled: "The princess can't be called a courtier sister." ”
"Why not!" Feng Yu raised her little face, her eyes were bright and bright, "Sister will soon be Ning'er's ninth sister-in-law, why not call my sister?" ”
What she said also made some sense, Lin Mo didn't argue with her anymore, and took her out of the palace.
Feng Yuning's impression on Lin Mo was like an innocent child.
has a lively personality, a sweet and pleasing mouth, and as a princess, there is no trace of princess arrogance, which makes people have to like it.
She sighed secretly, thinking about how Lin Qingqing in the mansion was about the same age as her, how did she grow into that character.
To say that the people in the General's Mansion are not bad, and no one is mean to make things difficult for her.
And Lin Baoxiang is also very generous, letting her live by her mother's side.
Most of the reasons why her personality is so gloomy, timid, inferior, and alienated from others are due to her mother, Liu.
After getting into the carriage, Lin Mo knew that the little princess had sneaked out of the palace.
But at this time, you can't just drive her down, so you can only take her with you.