Chapter 107: Huai Ling is sick

This time, the prince's rhyme book changed from an advantage to a disadvantage.

I didn't care about the burns on my hands.

kept wiping the sweat on his head to see if the emperor came out.

Eventually, the Empress spoke.

"Brother Huang, we don't blame you, but you almost killed the royal sisters, I hope you can pay more attention in the future."

"Brother understands."

Huai Ling hugged Jintang.

She knew that this was not for Jintang's anger.

It's actually satisfying yourself.

Huai Ling asked Jintang in a low voice, "Where does it hurt?" ā€

Jintang shook his head, "Where...... It doesn't hurt anywhere......"

"Don't put up with a problem."

"Hmm!"

He nodded, smiling sweetly.

At this time, there were only a few people in the house, and Huai Ling couldn't sneak anything to rhyme books.

But Huai Ling was always angry in his heart.

Yunshu makes Jintang hurt, she wants to make Yunshu hurt, wait!

After that, the night was uneventful.

The emperor came out of the side hall in the middle of the night, and was persuaded by Aunt Huamian to decide to go back to the palace.

The side monarch of the imperial concubine was not in good health and couldn't stay up in the middle of the night, so the imperial lady patted her knee and asked the side monarch to take a nap on her knee.

Also whispered intimately.

"I'll wake you up right away when someone comes, don't worry."

Huai Ling looked at the crown princess again, she really thought that the queen daughter was the most hated woman before.

But now, she is more and more able to tap into the advantages of the crown princess.

At least the side gentleman who loves her is in his bones.

Huai Ling asked Jintang to sleep directly in her arms, but when she turned around, Jintang's head was already little by little.

The tender red mouth is slightly open, which is very cute.

Huai Ling hugged his waist, and he leaned over directly, still rubbing in Huai Ling's arms, turning over, and licking his little mouth, as if he wanted to kiss him.

Huai Ling hurriedly hugged him and patted him gently.

"Jintang, this is not in the mansion."

Jin Tang woke up suddenly, his big eyes were shy, and the tails of his eyes were red.

"Ahh......h

He hurriedly plunged into Huai Ling's arms and did not show his head.

Huai Ling chuckled and patted him on the back.

"Good guys, good guys."

Huai Ling is still full of questions in his heart, is Jintang pretending?

Forget it, instead of thinking about it, it's better to think about why the imperial brother wants to harm himself.

After all, Jintang just wanted to get the jade flute, and the imperial brother wanted to kill himself.

He is a man, even if he wants to get involved in the imperial power, why doesn't he find the crown princess?

This is also the reason why Huai Ling reminded the imperial princess in the first place.

Who would have thought that after he refused, it turned out to be Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liu is away from the imperial power, but he can't beat the eight poles.

In the early morning, Aunt Huamian came over, and everyone was already awake at this time.

Aunt Huamian saluted everyone.

"Your Royal Highnesses the princesses, the masters, and the princes, the emperor said, a few vigils have a heart, now please go back and rest."

They're actually tired for a long time.

But you have to say it according to the rules.

"Please Aunt Huamian tell the mother emperor to be careful, after all, the mother queen is the body of the heavenly phoenix, not only for the sake of relatives, but also for the sake of thousands of people."

Aunt Huamian returned the salute and said that she remembered it.

This was the end, and everyone went out of the house and down the steps.

Huai Ling pulled Jintang to walk at the back, and deliberately pulled his sleeve to stop.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

"Shh......h

Huai Ling touched the teacup and stepped directly on it with his foot, and then let out an "ouch" sound, and the whole person fell backwards.

Jintang was startled and hurriedly hugged Huai Ling.

"Your Highness!"

The crowd looked back.

And the teacup wheeled just at the feet of the prince's rhyme, and the prince stepped on it without seeing it, "bang", fell a butt, and the person slid down the steps twice.

He couldn't even scream when he fell, so he could only open his mouth in pain and make a breath sound.

The male slave hurried over to help.

"Your Highness!"

"Slow down, slow down......"

The prince still didn't make a sound, but his face turned pale with pain.

Xiao Liu laughed, "Hey, one cup has scourged two people in a row. ā€

Huailing smiled awkwardly.

"After sitting all night, my leg is numb, Brother Huang, it's the imperial sister who can't stand you, if you fall and hurt, call the imperial doctor to show you."

But Huai Ling thought, hum, Jintang hurts, you have to hurt too!

I can't kill you.

Jintang put her arm around Huai Ling and asked her to stand up again, and the princess shook her head and sighed.

"If you have any problems, you will find the imperial doctor, and if there is no problem, go back to rest, don't delay any longer, our sisters will be buried in two days, and we will have to have some energy."

Huai Ling pulled the brocade and saluted, signaling that he would follow the teachings.

Then he quickly slipped away.

Out of the palace, Huai Ling asked Jintang.

"How's it going, aren't you relieved? Did you just see that the royal brother almost lost his breath, his expression was hideous, ugly and funny. ā€

Jintang reached out and patted Huai Ling's shoulder.

"Your Highness...... Fall on your own...... Is it for this? ā€

"Hmmm! Whoever treats you badly, I will pay back double. ā€

Jintang nu snorted.

"Next time...... Don't let yourself wrestle...... I—I feel sorry...... There will be no joy for His Highness to be angry with me......"

Huai Ling felt guilty for a while.

Especially when I see Jintang like this.

Why didn't she consider Jintang's idea?

Wyning nodded, but quickly tilted his head and sneezed.

"Your Highness?"

"Ah...... It's okay, it's okay. ā€

Huai Ling said that it was okay, but he sneezed several times in a row.

Itchy nose and eyes.

When she entered the mansion, she felt even more sore.

Huai Ling touched his forehead.

"Oh no, I may have caused the wind chill."

After all, it was not warm in the house of the vigil yesterday, and they directly changed their shoes and socks, and their legs were soaked from stepping on the snow before.

Huai Ling asked Jintang.

"Do you have any discomfort?"

Jintang shook his head, "No...... Your Highness, you are cold, please ask the imperial doctor!"

"How can a woman be so squeamish, it's okay, I'll just go back and drink some ginger tea."

She hugged Jintang.

Jintang pursed his lips, his face showing worry.

"Your Highness...... Is it really okay to only drink ginger tea? ā€

"Of course, don't worry about Tang Bao'er."

Huailing exhaled.

But talk about it.

That night, Huailing himself had a hot forehead and a runny cough.

Her cheeks were red, and her whole person was very cold, and Jintang was even more worried.

"Your Highness......"

His timid voice was tinged with anxiety.

"I'll just say find the imperial doctor...... You don't listen...... It's good now, it's scary...... hot."

Huai Ling couldn't help but laugh.

Reach out and hook Jintang's chin.

"My body is scaryly hot, Tang Bao'er has not thought of giving me a fever?"

"You...... It's all sick and still ...... So ......"

Jintang hurriedly pushed Huai Ling away and asked Uncle Yushang to find Su Yuezhi.

And Yue Gong quietly looked at Huai Ling's bedroom from his door.

Brightly lit.

He knew there was something, so he quietly leaned over again.