Hearing that it was Feng Jiutian who had an accident in the courtyard, Sherman rushed over panting in a daze.

"Where is the young master injured?"

Before the nurse finished speaking, Sherman packed up her things and came over, and when she entered the yard, she saw Feng Jiutian standing under the eaves of the porch, and was stunned for a moment, and her mind was still a little bit unturned, so she was dragged into the house by Feng Jiutian quickly.

The ordinary voice on weekdays is dyed with a bit of eagerness.

"It's not me, it's the full moon."

Her voice was hoarse, and the subtle movements tugged at the muscles in her neck, bringing fine and dense pain, making her frown slightly.

But she didn't care so much, she just hoped that Sherman's movements would be faster.

Sherman sighed, looked at this situation, didn't ask anything, and sat on a low stool next to the bed to take the pulse of the full moon.

"Young master, don't worry, although the full moon girl is seriously injured, it will not be life-threatening."

Feng Jiutian knew that there was no danger to her life, but Full Moon had suffered so much for her, and she felt guilty.

Sherman withdrew the hand that was placed on Full Moon's forehead, and handed the two white and chubby insects into Feng Jiutian's hands preciously.

"This Gu can repair the injured places on her body, I will put one into her body in a while, and give the other one to the young master, as long as the two Gu worms are always together."

He thought about it for a while, and then instructed: "These two Gu worms still have to be returned to me, don't kill the young master." ”

His face ached, and he could see that Feng Jiutian was really naughty before, and he must have killed his precious Gu worms.

"I'll keep it."

The things in his heart were put aside for the time being, and Feng Jiu finally had a smile on his face.

Sherman laid out a Gu worm and took out a box of ointment from the box he brought, "The young master must also remember to apply medicine on his neck, if there is anything in the future, you can come to me, I will definitely do my best to help you." ”

"Feng Xi night he...... It wasn't like this before. ”

A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and before Feng Jiu could see the truth, he turned around and went to pack his things, as if he didn't intend to say more to her.

Feng Jiu tilted the bottle in his hand, didn't continue to ask, and sent Sherman out in silence.

Shortly after Sherman left, the full moon woke up.

The lively voice on weekdays is muffled and lifeless at the moment.

"Young master."

She drooped her eyelids, saw the scene in front of her vaguely through the slit in her eyes, and realized that she was lying on Feng Jiu's bed, she was startled and stumbled off the bed.

As soon as he sat up, he pulled into his injured abdomen, and a delicate little face suddenly bared his teeth in pain.

"There are still injuries on my body, hurry up and lie down for me." Feng Jiutian was startled by her Meng Lang's movements, and hurriedly stepped forward, pressed her shoulders, and asked her to lie back.

Full Moon shook her head firmly, "This is the young master's bed, slave ......"

Feng Jiu tilted his eyebrows, "It's just a bed, if it weren't for me today, you wouldn't have suffered this big crime, but it's just a bed, this young master is not so stingy." ”

The full moon wanted to say something, but was suffocated by Feng Jiu's displeased eyes.

"Okay, lie down, I'll give you the medicine later."

She took out the medicine that Shemansai gave her, girls, after all, they have to be white and tender to look good.

Full Moon was already very nervous lying on Feng Jiutian's bed, but seeing Feng Jiutian's posture, he had to serve her personally.

was so frightened that he almost fell off the bed, "Young master, let's come by yourself." ”

She stared at a pair of eyes, and Feng Jiu would not let go of the things in her hand, and she would not give up.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, but Feng Jiutian was defeated first.

"Okay, okay, I won't wipe it for you, I'll go find the nurse."

Seeing her go out to find the nurse, the full moon finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is right to protect Feng Jiutian, if she really lets Feng Jiutian serve her, how will she explain to the queen in the future.

Kyoto Imperial Mausoleum.

The work here is either particularly heavy or relatively hard.

Nangong Ling's food is very poor, and it even has a rancid taste that is difficult to swallow.

Dark Seven looked at him as if he didn't feel it at all, picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and hurriedly stopped it, "Lord Wang, don't eat this dish." ”

Nangong Ling put down the dishes and chopsticks, her eyes were dark, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

"Lord ......"

"Now people are swords, I am fish and meat, but it's just some food, and this king is not so delicate." In the past, when the army was marching and fighting, life was more miserable than it is now.

There are so many palace people in this imperial mausoleum, and only he eats here with the lowest grade, and it is not difficult to guess that there is someone behind this.

Dark Qi stopped talking, Nangong Ling took two bites, and then put down the chopsticks.

"What's going on on the prince's side?"

Speaking of this, Dark Seven couldn't help but sneer, "The prince thinks that Your Highness has lost power, the last incident made the emperor angry, and he had a headache again in the past two days, and the prince temporarily took charge of the country on behalf of the emperor, and now, many people feel that he is a certainty, and the ministers who followed several other princes have also defected." ”

Dark Seven pursed his lips, looking disdainful, "But there are still some ministers who are already very dissatisfied with the prince's inconsistent practices, and I'm afraid the emperor already knows about it." ”

Nangong Ling twisted her eyebrows and pondered, a smart person like the queen would definitely tell Nangong Chen a thousand times, telling him to pay attention to proportion, but the prince is so close to the Son of Heaven, except for the different identities in the past few days, everything else is the same as the emperor.

I'm afraid he can't help it for a long time, and with the praise of the people below, it will inevitably reveal the stupidity hidden under the gentle exterior.

"Let General Zhao pretend to cater to see if the fish will take the bait."

"Yes."

After Dark Seven left, Nangong Ling finished eating a bowl of strange-tasting food with an expressionless face, and went to offer incense to the ancestors and ancestors in the imperial tomb as usual.

He is dressed plainly, but compared with the people around him, he still has a luxury that others can't imitate.

Gonggong Qian's tone was stiff, but there was no malice, "His Royal Highness King Sheng is doing okay these days?" ”

Nangong Ling's face was a little cold, "Please also ask my father-in-law to be cautious, there is no His Royal Highness King Sheng in this world, and now there are just civilians." ”

In the face of his threat, Father-in-law Qian was just silent, and after a while, he said: "It is impossible for a person like His Royal Highness King Sheng to be trapped in this imperial mausoleum for the rest of his life, just like Concubine Mei couldn't stay in the cold palace for the rest of her life." ”

Hearing the words Concubine Mei, Nangong Ling's expression instantly became cold and abnormal, and Father-in-law Qian could even feel a strong murderous aura from those dark and deep eyes.

But he is already at this age, and he has seen more people and things, but he can barely look at Nangong Ling calmly.

He looked at his face, which was slightly younger than his age, and pulled out an unnatural smile.

"Isn't there anything your Royal Highness King Sheng wants to ask? For example, what happened to Concubine Mei back then? ”

Nangong Ling was swept by the storm, as if she could swallow people at any time.

"What the hell are you trying to say? What do you know? ”

"The old slave knows a lot, but I don't know if His Royal Highness King Sheng is interested."

He looked at Nangong Ling fearlessly, let out a long sigh, and his mind wanted to go back to a long, long time ago.

"The old slave thought that some things could only be buried in his heart for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that there would be a day when he could say it, and he was very happy to see the prince here."

As he spoke, his gaze towards Nangong Ling couldn't help but soften.

Nangong Ling frowned, thinking back to some things at the beginning, trying to guess his identity.