A young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a crimson official uniform, walked in gracefully.

He has fair skin and a gentle temperament, giving people the temperament of a gentleman who is not aggressive.

Even Tang Li, who has many aesthetic fatigues in the family, saw Wen Xingchu at first sight, and his eyes lit up.

"Xiaguan Wen Xing first met His Royal Highness the Prince."

The sound is clear and nice, too.

Ning Yuchu leaned on the pillow that Tang Li gave him on his back, and said lazily: "Qingqiu, look at the seat." ”

Qingqiu Ma moved the chair, Wen Xingchu sat down slowly, and asked with a light smile: "I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince will wake up in the next two days, and the lower officials took the liberty to come, I should have let the Prince recuperate more, and I shouldn't have come to disturb, but the assassination of the Lantern Exhibition was the victim, and Your Majesty was in a hurry, so I could only come to disturb." ”

Ning Yuchu changed his comfortable posture: "As an official in the same dynasty, Wen Shilang is a few levels older than the master, there is no need to be so polite, and it is the master's right to cooperate with the work of the criminal department, if you want to ask, you can ask." ”

Tang Li whispered: "There is medicine simmering in the stove, I'll go and watch it first." ”

The prince of the Qing Dynasty, who had just been righteous and awe-inspiring, changed his appearance, and said with a blank eye: "Then you have to come back early, the pain of the master." ”

If it weren't for Wen Xingchu's big lantern, he would have wanted to pull her sleeve and shake it to add a bit of pity.

Wen Xingchu left a distance, and didn't hear what Ning Yuchu said, only to see the little medical officer glaring at Ning Yuchu, and then picked up the medicine bowl and left.

He was still wondering in his heart, how could the little doctor dare to treat the dignified son like this, and just as he was about to see the appearance of the little doctor clearly, a sharp gaze fell on him.

He immediately retracted his gaze, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Ning Yuchu commanding Qingqiu to rub his legs and shoulders.

Wen Xingchu restrained his expression, asked the accompanying junior officials to take notes, and then asked about the events of that night.

This time, it was the prince's brother who personally supervised it, and he was bold enough to dig up the roots of the Qi family, so Ning Yuchu was naturally very cooperative.

After a stick of incense, Wen Xingchu took the booklet of the petty official's record, and after making sure that it was correct, he was ready to get up and say goodbye.

However, Ning Yuchu said again: "Qingqiu, didn't you see that Wen Shilang's tea was cold?" Don't let people change the tea? ”

Wen Xingchu wanted to refuse, but Qingqiu moved too fast, picked up the teacup and ran out, he had to sit down again, at least he had to finish a cup of tea before leaving.

In between teas, Ning Yuchu seemed to have no intention of mentioning it: "Listening to Wen Shilang's accent, it seems to be a Jiangnan person?" ”

Wen Xingchu arched his hand and replied: "It's Jiangnan, the son of the world has good ears." ”

Ning Yuchu propped his chin: "I heard that there are three passes and seven towns in Jiangnan, where is Wen Shilang from?" ”

Wen Xingchu smiled gently: "Xiaguan was born in a remote mountain village, not within the three passes and seven towns. ”

"Really?" Ning Yuchu played with a jade Ruyi and said, "I don't know who else is in Wen Shilang's family?" ”

Wen Xingchu's hand clenched the booklet tightly, and he smiled as usual on his face: "There is no one in my hometown anymore, and now I have settled down in Dijing, it's not too early, and the lower officials have to go back to the Criminal Department to hand over their errands." ”

He wanted to get up, but Ning Yuchu raised his eyebrows and was displeased: "Wen Shilang, the stool of the master's house has nails, so you can't sit still?" Or is it that the master's face is not big enough, and it is not enough to want Wen Shilang to accompany the master to chat? ”

Wen Xingchu's body was slightly stiff.

Just now, he was still humble and petty official, but now he has put on the spectrum of the prince, and Wen Xingchu is a little unpredictable about his temperament.

Wen Xingchu has seen him many times, in the court, at palace banquets, or on the street, he only knows that he is absurd and uninhibited.

But for some reason, people who haven't seen each other for three years suddenly have a sharp spirit on their bodies, which makes people subconsciously avoid their edge.

It's coming, it's coming!

Serve first!

Good afternoon!

(End of chapter)