When Jingrong returned to the East Courtyard, Mu Xuefu was losing her temper because of taking medicine. The people around her coaxed for a long time, and the medicine was boiled one after another, but she fell to the ground. Although this poison was caused by herself, at the moment she regretted why she used such a trick. Poisoning is not terrible, taking medicine is the real death.

Jing Rong looked at the broken bowl that fell to the ground, glanced at the maid kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Mu Xuefu who was sitting on the bed pouting. frowned, with a rare majesty, and shouted: "Waste, if this king doesn't come, will you fall down by the princess?" Go get another bowl of freshly boiled potion. ”

Mu Xuefu raised her eyes to look at the rather angry Jingrong, snorted and dropped the quilt, and said, "I don't drink it, I'm already well, I don't need to drink it." ”

"Are you a doctor?" Jing Rong's brows became tighter and tighter, and he looked at her condescendingly. He allows this woman to be coquettish and petty, but he can't go beyond his bottom line. He can't tolerate women messing around, and now Mu Xuefu obviously exceeds his patience.

Mu Xuefu raised her chin and couldn't help but stretch her neck, as if this would not reduce her momentum, "I'm not a doctor and I know that I'm in good health, so I won't take medicine and won't take it." ”

"Don't challenge the king's patience." Jing Rong looked at her coldly, and for the first time felt that this woman was so uncute. Just as Qing Zhuo brought a new bowl of decoction, he took it, sat next to Mu Xuefu, brought it to her, and said coldly: "Drink." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the black and slimy medicine bowl, the bitter smell of medicine came to her nose, her heart was evil, and her stomach kept churning. She pushed the bowl open and fell to the ground, but she couldn't suppress the churning in her stomach, and vomited on the ground with a "wow".

Jing Rong was stunned, she didn't expect her to react so much to the medicine. He sighed helplessly and stroked her back one by one.

After cleaning up, they left the room, leaving only a sulky Mu Xuefu and a helpless look.

"You have residual poison in your body, and you can only get rid of it completely after taking medicine, otherwise you will suffer after falling into the root of the disease." Jingrong's lips pursed into a straight line, shook his head secretly, and turned Mu Xuefu's body, his attitude was much softer than just now, but he was still serious, and said with a straight face: "You are making too much trouble today, where is there still a princess?" ”

Mu Xuefu looked at him resentfully, her eyes were pitiful, "Lord, the concubine is disgusted when she sees the medicine, how can you drink it?" ”

Jing Rong took her and reassured: "This king has asked Zhao Yi to concoct a new prescription for you, and it will definitely not be so bitter." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the indisputable look in Jing Rong's eyes, and was swallowed back just about to refute the words. She pursed her lips, snorted softly, and said, "Then it depends on whether I can swallow it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the medicine was delivered. Qing Zhuo carefully walked to the side of the bed with a mahogany tray and coaxed: "Master, this medicine slave has tried it, and it is no longer bitter." ”

"Liar, you coax me." Mu Xuefu twisted her eyebrows and covered her nose, for fear that the smell of medicine would come at her.

Qing Zhuo smiled lightly and said, "When did Qing Zhuo coax the master, I don't believe you tasted it." ”

Jing Rong glanced at Qing Zhuo, and secretly said in his heart, this is a conversation that a master and a slave should have, it is like coaxing a child, it seems that this Mu Xuefu is really a pet in Zuo Xiangfu. He stretched out his hand and said, "To this king, you go down first, and if the princess needs to call you." ”

Qing Zhuo handed him the medicine bowl as he said, and brought the candied fruit on the table to King Chen, before retreating.

Jing Rong scooped a spoonful with a spoon and sent it to Mu Xuefu's mouth, adding a little patience, "Come, taste it, if it's still so bitter, let Zhao Yi adjust it." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the ink-like decoction, her nose was silent, and she resisted.

"When has this king served anyone? Hurry up. Jing Rong pulled down her face, and the spoon was closer to her mouth.

Mu Xuefu opened her lips slightly, tasted it, and it was really not so bitter. Meiyu also gradually loosened, and watched Jing Rong take another bite of the second spoonful he scooped.

The two of them are like this, one spoonful by spoonful, one drinking one bite at a time, and adding some candied fruit to their mouths from time to time. It took a long time to drink the bowl of medicine.

Jing Rong put the empty bowl on the incense table on the side, looked at Mu Xuefu funny, and said, "This king didn't know that you were so hypocritical, and you had to coax you like a child to drink the bowl of medicine." ”

"If the medicine is sweet, I won't use people to coax it." Mu Xuefu wiped the corners of her mouth with a brocade handkerchief and snorted, with a natural tone. Although she is squeamish and doesn't like medicine, she won't lose her temper like she does today, she just wants to see how much Jing Rong can tolerate her.

"Pretentious." Jing Rong took her hand and said solemnly: "No matter who did it, this king does not intend to pursue it, so he will wronged you." ”

Mu Xuefu's eyes flashed, stared at him for a moment, lowered her head and exhaled lightly, as if sighing sadly: "The concubine knows." ”

"Xuefu, this king is in this position, there are many people watching, this king can't make a wrong step. You are the princess of this king, if this king has something to do, you can't get out of it, and if something happens to you, this king can't escape the blame. We are one, one is prosperous, and one is lost. Jing Rong lifted her chin and forced her to look at herself, not allowing her to dodge the slightest.

The light in Mu Xuefu's eyes was bright, and it turned out that this concept was instilled in her. She smiled and said: "This truth is understood by the concubine, the concubine said that she married her husband, since she married the prince, the concubine must be in the interests of the prince." The concubine also knows that the only person she can really rely on in this life is the prince. ”

Jing Rong is very satisfied that she knows the current affairs so well, whether it is true or false, at least she knows who she should rely on. But I am more and more curious about her, why she can be coquettish one moment, and the next moment she can change very calmly, his princess is like a mystery, a puzzle that people can't help but explore.

"This king will send news to the outside tomorrow that your fetus is like an unstable miscarriage."

Mu Xuefu wondered for a moment, and for a moment, he understood his intentions. But he pretended to peek at him cautiously, and said, "That, where is the emperor—"

"The emperor is the king's own uncle, he will not harm the king, it must be deliberately done by people with ulterior motives. This thing has been transferred to the hands of many people, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one else got it. Without waiting for Mu Xuefu to finish speaking, Jing Rong spoke first, he gently held her in his arms, his chin rested on the top of her head, and said, "Your little birth king will be here with you for the next few days." ”

Having said that, Mu Xuefu knew that Jing Rong had already believed that Emperor Xuanwu had done this, although he didn't admit it, he must have thought in his heart that Emperor Xuanwu would not allow his child to be born. What's more, with the character of the dog emperor, how could he really tolerate King Chen, who has a heavy army and an increasingly good reputation in the court, I am afraid that he has long been afraid of him. Mu Xuefu, who was still proud in his heart, was indeed completely stunned when he heard his next words. She quickly raised her head, with a hint of complaint, and said, "It's good that I live here alone, it's better not to disturb the prince when the prince is busy." ”

"What is the princess's miscarriage that makes this king care more? Acting has to play a full set, if you don't accompany the king of the small birth, spread it out, don't say that you can't be a person in the palace, even this king will make people think that he is a cold person. ”

That's true, but Mushev doesn't want to sleep with him. He pursed his lips slightly, pointed outside, and said, "Then you sleep outside." ”

"But this king wants to sleep here." On a whim, Jing Rong actually had the heart of playing, wanting to tease his little wife, he changed his position, directly hugged her on his lap, and teased: "Anyway, you can't do anything at this time." ”

"Don't!" Mu Xuefu hurriedly vetoed it, and made a gesture to push away Jingrong, but was imprisoned by him.

Jing Rong could wrap one arm around her waist, lowered her head and approached Mu Xuefu, the warm breath sprayed on her face, the light pink lips teased her ears intentionally or unintentionally, and the low voice was ambiguous, "Why not?" Is it good for this king to move here in the future? We've been married for so long, it's time to spend candles in the cave. ”

Mu Xuefu pushed his face away, stared at him and said, "The prince has a heavy official business, and it will be inconvenient if he lives here. As for the candles in the cave room, the concubine doesn't mind that the prince has been owing it. ”

"This king has always disliked owing others, it's better to pay it off as soon as possible, otherwise this has been thinking about it in my heart, but this king can't swallow and can't sleep at night." Jing Rong held her hand, crossed his ten fingers on his chest, and said jokingly: "This king will sleep with you in his arms tonight, and when your little day is gone, we will make up for the cave room." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at the intertwined fingers, and then shifted her gaze to the eyes full of jokes, her cunning eyes flashed slightly, and said, "The concubine is only fifteen years old, and she hasn't grown yet." Besides, don't all men like women like Concubine Huafang? The prince should go find her. ”

Jing Rong glanced at the bulging abundance, put it on her ear, and said ambiguously: "Concubine Ai is well developed, what do you envy others?" ”

Mu Xuefu's face was as red as a glow, and she said angrily: "The dignified prince looks like a disciple." ”

"The only one who can make this king a disciple is Fu'er." The delicate red face bloomed like a flower, and at this moment, Jing Rong had to sigh that there was such a beautiful woman in the world. Even if the words in Luo Shenfu are used on her, they are not enough for her stunning appearance, he thought, I am afraid that Zhen Mi is alive, and I will be ashamed of myself when I see the beauty in my arms.

Looking at Jing Rong's distracted appearance, Mu Xuefu lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, making a shy look, giving full play to this shy and ashamed appearance. If tears are a weapon to make a man's heart soft, the shy look and the gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome can fascinate men even more.

There was a gleam in his lowered eyes, and an imperceptible smile on his lips. Jing Rong can even endure the affairs of her heirs, but she is afraid that the depth of the city is far beyond her expectations. And perhaps this ambition coincides with his own.