In the pavilion, Feng Wuxi lay on the table weakly, staring jealously at the herbs held in Xiao Yingche's hands.

In order to coax the sick beauty to eat, she brought the three herbs she found.

As a result, the porridge was drunk in a small half bowl.

But the beauty's attention has always been on the herb, and she doesn't even give her the tail of the eye.

"Brother Che......" Feng Wuxi called faintly.

Xiao Yingche was thinking about how to plant these three herbs, and when he heard Feng Wuxi calling, he just made a perfunctory sound.

"Li Quan, bring me pen and paper."

His eyes lit up, and he carefully put the herbs in his hand back into the jade box.

Feng Wuxi: "......"

It's good, it's been completely out of favor.

Fu Feiyan stepped into the pavilion and looked at Feng Wuxi looking at the herbs, the eyes that seemed to be looking at a rival in love, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he handed the fold in his hand to Feng Wuxi.

"Your Highness, do you continue to stare at the herbs here, or do you go to the imperial study with your ministers?"

The breeze blows, just blowing open the top fold.

Seeing the words in the fold clearly, Feng Wuxi hurriedly picked it up, "Let's go, don't disturb Brother Che." ”

As she spoke, she peeked at Xiao Yingche and found that he was seriously writing about the cultivation of herbs, so she breathed a sigh of relief and dragged Fu Yanyan away.

After she left, Xiao Yingche stopped her pen and looked at her back, the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint arc.

Mu Linyuan sat beside him and waved his hand to signal Li Quan to go down, the expression on his face became solemn, "Taifu, the third prince of Nanchen ran away, and he ran with Feng Ruanxin." ”

Xiao Yingche lowered her eyes and watched as the tip of the pen gradually gathered a drop of ink and landed on the rice paper.

Thin pieces of sunlight shone through the layers of leaves, and the slightest specks of light fell on his jade-clear face, falling mottled light and shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"What about the one who answered them?"

"I didn't find it, but I should have been saved by the people of Poison Valley."

Xiao Yingche's fingers holding the pen tightened, and his voice was as warm as mutton fat and white jade, revealing a chill that penetrated into the bones, "Let Youqi keep an eye on the poison valley, don't face it." ”

Mu Linyuan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "The Third Prince of Nanchen has a connection with Poison Valley, do you need to contact the Medical Pavilion?" ”

Xiao Yingche put down the brush in his hand and looked at Mu Linyuan sideways.

His gaze was clear, as if he could penetrate everything.

Mu Linyuan pursed his lips, unconsciously lowered his gaze, and did not dare to look at him.

After a while, Xiao Yingche spoke slowly, and his tone was warm and clear, like a cold jade that had fallen into the ice of ten thousand years, soaked in the breath of frost and cold.

"Lin Yuan, what I warned you, have you forgotten?"

Mu Linyuan clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and suddenly got up and knelt in front of Xiao Yingche, "Young master, Feng Wuxi is not worth it." ”

If the young master hadn't brought him to Qianfeng, he would have been like those clan elders, and he didn't know where the young master was until now.

Just as his words fell, Xiao Yingche's momentum suddenly changed.

The original noble son, who was as warm as jade, instantly turned into a god in the cold region of the snowy mountains, ruthless and desireless.

He looked at Mu Linyuan lightly, and a huge coercion poured down with a cold tone.

"Mu Linyuan, she is the prince of Qianfeng."

Mu Linyuan's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his face turned slightly pale.

He understood what his young master meant.

He is a minister, she is a king.

He wasn't in a position to call her by her name.

"Young master, my subordinates are wrong."

Xiao Yingche retracted his gaze, and his cold voice did not carry any emotion, "Get up, over there in the Medical Pavilion, don't alarm them for the time being." ”

Mu Linyuan replied in a low voice, got up and stood beside Xiao Yingche.

With lowered eyebrows and eyes, his expression is extremely complicated.

He really didn't understand.

Why would the young master rather conceal his identity and leave the Medical Pavilion for more than ten years, but also stay by Feng Wuxi's side.

"Lin Yuan, some people, once they meet, it will be a lifetime."

Xiao Yingche looked at the drop of ink stained on her white fingertips and sighed lightly.

One eye is wrong for life.....

And the person who has been mistaken for life in his mouth is in the imperial study at the moment, staring at Fu Yuyan with wide eyes.