Xun Wang, who was sitting on the wooden chair in a daze, looked at Yongle: "You scared my little bird away." ”

Zhu Xinghe blinked, feeling that this search for the king was a bit interesting.

In fact, Zhu Xinghe didn't have any special evidence, but her intuition told her that this king-seeking was a little weird.

Judging from the look in the eyes of the king, he didn't look like a fool.

Zhu Xinghe was a psychological counselor in her last life, not to mention anything else, she has seen a lot of crazy fools and mental illness patients.

The eyes of this king-seeker...... How so? Some are too clean!

In fact, even if it is a child of seven or eight years old, his eyes may not be as clean as his.

For example, when he asked Princess Yongle, the doubts in his eyes were completely filled, and there was no other emotion. It's weird and it shouldn't be.

As if sensing Zhu Xinghe's gaze, Xun Wang also looked in the direction of Zhu Xinghe, and then his eyes lit up: "This little sister looks so cute!" Mother, is it my little sister who came to accompany me? ”

No, it's not!

According to Concubine Ning's statement, His Royal Highness Xunwang is now only seven or eight years old.

Then his body is twelve years old this year, even if he looks young, he looks about ten years old.

Therefore, if His Royal Highness is really stupid, he should call her "sister" instead of "sister".

Zhu Xinghe lowered her head and no longer looked at the eyes of the king: she had no intention of exploring what the situation was about the king, she only knew that she was now a little palace maid, so it was better not to cause trouble again.

But she didn't think about it, Concubine Ning took a step back, and there were a lot of expectations in Zhu Xinghe's eyes: "That...... Let's get started, right? ”

Begin? What to start?

Zhu Xinghe turned his head in surprise and was facing Ling Tianhan's cold eyes.

She shrunk her neck, and heard Concubine Ning continue: "I have prepared warm water, candles, a room, and a handkerchief. If you still need it, just say it. ”

Oh...... Zhu Xinghe understood, I'm afraid I heard that I treated Princess Yongle last time, so I prepared the same thing as last time this time.

But before Zhu Xinghe could speak, Ling Tianhan also opened his mouth beside her: "This time, I'm going to be in the room." ”

"No!"

Zhu Xinghe's habits in the past cannot be changed now: "There can be no third person in the room, otherwise it will affect the treatment effect and make the patient unable to concentrate." ”

At a young age, he said such a thing in a serious tone, which made Ling Tianhan frown slightly, and there was a little more inquiry in his eyes: "Why?" ”

Professional and lengthy terminology, Zhu Xinghe really didn't want to say it in front of Ling Tianhan.

After thinking about it carefully, she still decided to go against her "professional ethics", nodded and agreed to Ling Tianhan: "If you insist, it will be done." Anyway, you are the prince, you have the final say! ”

The answer was not asked, but Ling Tianhan didn't know how to continue asking.

And Zhu Xinghe turned around and said that there was something to prepare, and muttered as he walked: "Anyway, you are just giving me the blame, if I can't cure him, I can use you as a shield!" ”

She didn't see Ling Tianhan, who was looking at her back behind her, her ears moved slightly.

Zhu Xinghe didn't have much to prepare, just three comfortable chairs. His Royal Highness took off his coat, and even lowered his socks down, exposing his calves and ankles. One is to make him more relaxed and casual, and the other is to wish Xinghe a better observation.

But this action caused Concubine Ning's dissatisfaction.

Everyone in the palace knows that His Royal Highness is looking for the legs and feet of the king. In Concubine Ning's opinion, Zhu Xinghe has a bit of the meaning of sprinkling salt on people's wounds.

Naturally, now Concubine Ning is looking for the king, and she is "a dead horse as a live horse doctor" before she found Zhu Xinghe. Although she was unhappy in her eyes, she didn't say anything.

Zhu Xinghe's heart is clear, but if the patients are in a more relaxed state, they can have better contact.

But really when there were only the three of them left in the room, Zhu Xinghe felt that he was the one who was the least relaxed!

Not for anything else, just for Ling Tianhan to sit behind her all the time, and her cold eyes made her unable to ignore it.

His Royal Highness's expression was still dumbfounded.

Zhu Xinghe looked at him with a smile: "What's your name?" How old is this year? ”

Looking for the king, for a moment, he turned into a cold appearance again: "The name of this king, how can I tell you a little palace maid?" ”

Zhu Xinghe frowned, and heard Ling Tianhan's voice sounding behind him: "He does this occasionally." ”

Which? One moment it's a child, and the next moment it's a prince?

Zhu Xinghe nodded and recorded it with pen and paper.

Then he looked at King Xun again: "Do you know what year it is?" ”

Xun Wang was stunned and shook his head, a little confused and helpless in his eyes.

Just when Zhu Xinghe was about to record, his eyes suddenly widened, he straightened up, and grabbed Zhu Xinghe's arm in front of him: "What year is this year?!" ”

Zhu Xinghe was taken aback, and then raised his eyes to look at him: "It's the seventeenth year of Dongyuan Qijing." ”

"No, that's not right!"

The strength of Xun Wang's hand increased, and his tone became more and more serious: "How can it be the seventeenth year of Qijing!?" Didn't my father just ascend the throne? It should be the first year of Qijing! ”

In the first year of Qijing, Xun Wang was only six years old.

If his memory stays on the resentment of Qijing, he should not call himself "this king".

Although Zhu Xinghe had seen people with confused memories before, she could feel that something was wrong with this king-seeking!

So he didn't care about the pain of his arm being grabbed by him, so Zhu Xinghe continued to ask: "Then do you know where you are now?" Do you know who I am? ”

Xun Wang's body tensed, and his hands became more and more forceful, and he even began to shake Zhu Xinghe's body a little: "I'm in Anning Palace, I'm here in my mother's concubine!" Who are you? How will I know who you are? ”

Zhu Xinghe's eyes looked at the feet of the king.

It stands to reason that when a person's body is tight, their feet must also be tight.

But at this moment, the feet of the king were just hanging there, and as his body moved, he didn't look nervous. Of course, Zhu Xinghe knows that His Royal Highness Xunwang's legs are useless, and it is normal for his feet to not use strength.

But if his feet really can't use strength, why can he see his calves from the place where the socks are exposed, and the muscles are bruised?

Zhu Xinghe's heart gave birth to a bold idea: Could it be that His Royal Highness Xun Wang is pretending from beginning to end?

Naturally, this idea will not bring her any good luck, but will put her in a kind of passivity: she should not have explored the secret of the king.