27.

Duan Jincheng was a little stubborn, he hugged me and stopped talking, only his head was buried in my neck socket, exhaling bursts of heat.

I repeated it softly.

"I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, he struggled to breathe, and the warmth blocked in front of his face.

The slightly bitter scent of wormwood rushed to the face and soaked into the nose. My wide-eyed eyes reflected my widening eyes, and the touch on my lips was as soft as petals, exploding in my heart.

The next moment, the tightly guarded city was attacked by force, as if it wanted to split me into the belly.

"Hmm......"

Duan Jincheng stuck out his tongue!

This man doesn't have any rules to do anything.

I bit the tip of his tongue hard, the smell of blood permeated his lips and teeth, it was useless, he still attacked the city, even an inch.

Pushing him away violently, I was also a little confused inside.

"Duan Jincheng!"

"You didn't look for me, do you know how dangerous you are if the prince's methods are more pickled!"

He just repeated it paranoidly.

"No!"

The atmosphere froze suddenly.

"The county lord is my ......," he held out his hand again, looking like an angry child.

I pushed his hand away, only to see his red eyes, full of affection.

28.

It's the first time I've had a temper with this engaged Lang Jun.

It's not that I get along well with the prince, but because in addition to being in front of the imperial uncle, even if I go to look for him, I don't like to answer them.

No temper to make a fuss.

But today with Duan Jincheng's temper is strange, I pinched my fingers.

He muttered in the carriage, "When did the dehydration come last month?"

If you think about it carefully, the middle of the month will be there soon.

……

Feelings are coming soon.

I rubbed my temples twice, and I was a little annoyed.

I regret it, but I just said that I was a little too fierce and impulsive.

The corners of Duan Jincheng's eyes turned red, he was like this because he was worried about me.

And I've always been free......

I didn't see the prince's sister today, and with the brains of the prince and Su Panyue alone, I wasn't afraid.

But it really didn't take into account Duan Jincheng's thoughts.

Originally, the imperial uncle asked him to go back to the palace for a family banquet today, but he also went back to Duanfu directly, and he was still depressed when he left, which made me a little uneasy.

"Alas......

Let's go to Duan's Mansion tomorrow to coax him.

29.

Uncle Huang knew that Duan Jincheng and I had a temper, but he didn't react.

"Didn't Uncle Huang say a few words to Duan Jincheng?"

Usually, Uncle Huang always tries his best to match, but he didn't say a few words today.

"I and the imperial concubine were always angry at that time." It was the first time I had seen such a nostalgic look on Uncle Huang's face, "At that time, I refused to bow my head, she was also a stubborn temper......

"It's better to leave these quarrels to you to deal with yourself." Uncle Huang stroked his chin with a few beards and smiled comfortingly, "I don't interfere."

It makes a lot of sense, and I think so.

"Your Majesty!"

The little eunuch who stumbled in threw himself on his knees: "Duan's son...... Attacked!"

The cold bamboo shoots I picked up on my chopsticks fell on the table with the chopsticks.

30.

You don't have to think about it, you know that the prince's turtle grandson did it!

I looked at Duan Jincheng in the inner room with a pale face, his upper body tied with bandages, and he looked like he was dying, and there was a panic in my heart that I had never felt before.

Outside, Uncle Huang asked angrily.

"Didn't I send so many secret guards to Jincheng? Where's the Dark Guard!"

Someone seems to have landed outside, presumably a secret guard.

"Back to Your Majesty...... Before the master returns to the Duan Mansion today, he will transfer all of us to protect the county lord and return to the palace."

Me: "......"

Uncle Huang: "......"

After being silent for a while, the imperial uncle also rushed into the inner room and grabbed the old doctor's hand.

"You tell me the truth, Jincheng's injuries are really okay, right?"

The old lady doctor was flattered: "Back to Your Majesty, the injuries on Duan Gongzi's body are bluffing, but most of them are flesh wounds, and he has no worries about his life, and now he is only weak because of excessive blood loss."

The written prescription was pulled by me.

"Uncle Huang, I'll decoct the medicine."

Ultimately...... This incident has something to do with me.

Uncle Huang's gratification was obvious to me.

He also sighed pretendingly.

"This bastard! It makes Jiale so worried!"

This tone is quite intense, but looking at the appearance of Uncle Huang, it really can't be more pleasant.

Father and son are really the same.