Chapter 12 The prince is not afraid of hardship

Pei Ruolan raised her hand and brushed the hair from her ear, her eyes were moist, and she looked at him calmly, "There is still some soreness in my body, I just want to rest early." ”

I haven't seen her for a few days, looking at her increasingly thin face, Huo Zhun didn't say more, he walked to her and sat down, clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly, "But do you want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look at you again?" ”

"No need, the doctor said that you can rest for a while." After that, Pei Ruolan turned her head to look at Huo Zhun, "In order to prevent illness and give it to the prince, I will not be able to serve during this time." ”

Huo Zhun looked at her eyes without a trace of affection, and before he could speak, his throat suddenly itched, and he couldn't help coughing twice, his cold face was unusually red, he slowed down for a moment before he said, "What if this king doesn't allow it?" ”

Facing his cold eyes that were bloodshot because of coughing, Pei Ruolan changed her words, "The prince doesn't care about me, but also takes care of his body." ”

Because of Pei Ruolan's words, Huo Zhun finally felt more comfortable when he saw her when he entered the house, and let out a faint "um", and then ordered outside, "Go and ask the good doctor to come." ”

The maid on duty outside made a "snort" and retreated.

Soon, Imperial Physician Liang was invited, and he stepped forward to take Huo Zhun's pulse, but Huo Zhun looked at Pei Ruolan, "Let's take a look for her first." ”

Doctor Liang could only turn to Pei Ruolan, take the pulse for a moment and said, "The girl's wind and cold are no longer a big problem, just pay attention not to blow the wind these days." ”

Then he checked Huo Zhun's pulse, and after a long time, he said with a solemn expression, "There is nothing wrong with coughing, but the prince's lungs have been severely damaged, even if it is a mild disease, it must be carefully maintained, and must not be negligent." Wechen will write you a recipe and eat it for seven days. ”

Huo Zhun glanced at Sang Yun, and Sang Yun led the good doctor to the outside to prescribe a prescription.

In the bedroom, Pei Ruolan got up and said, "I've been staying in the Dongnuan Pavilion for the past few days, so as not to disturb the peace of the prince." With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Who knew that the next moment, her wrist was held tightly, and then she pulled hard, and she fell into Huo Zhun's arms.

Huo Zhun's slender and powerful fingers pinched her slender and soft waist, and warm breath sprayed on her face, "Doctor Liang said that you are no longer in serious trouble, and you will obediently stay here to serve this king for the past few days." ”

His voice was very soft, but his tone was undeniable.

Pei Ruolan sat on his lap, her nose was full of a faint scent of ambergris, it was very awkward, just seeing his white lips, she said in a low voice, "The prince's lips are a little dry, I'll pour you a glass of water!" ”

Huo Zhun's gaze fell on her ruddy and fresh lips, and he said in a low voice, "No." ”

His gaze was too straightforward, Pei Ruolan had a bad premonition in her heart, twisted her body and wanted to escape, but her thin waist was fixed by one of his big palms, and the other hand held the back of her head and kissed her.

In the blue sky, Pei Ruolan felt extremely ashamed, she pushed his hard chest and tried her best to resist.

Huo Zhun was originally greedy for her temperature, but now that she has been hanging out for a few days, he is even more out of control, no matter how much Pei Ruolan uses all his strength, he can't shake him in the slightest, but he is getting stronger and stronger......

When Sang Yun came in after decocting the medicine, she saw this scene, her cheeks turned red, and she subconsciously retreated outward.

It took three times for the medicine to be warmed up before the sound in the bedroom died down.

Huo Zhun glanced at Sang Yun, "Put down the medicine, you go out!" ”

Sang Yun obeyed, put the celadon medicine bowl on the Huanghuali case, and bowed out.

Huo Zhun originally wanted to wait for the medicine to cool down and drink it all, but Pei Ruolan picked up the medicine bowl and said, "I'll serve the prince to drink the medicine." ”

With that, he scooped up a spoonful of the thick black decoction, blew it gently, and handed it to his lips.

There was an extremely bitter smell floating in the air, and Huo Zhun looked at her washed clear eyes and delicate red lips, and frowned slightly.

"Won't the prince be afraid of hardship?"

Huo Zhun raised his head, "You don't have to provoke this king." After speaking, he opened his lips slightly, and let her put the decoction into his mouth.

Pei Ruolan fed the medicine to Huo Zhun spoonful by spoonful, watching his brow gradually twist the word "Chuan", and his heart finally eased a little.

A bowl of medicine was fed for a quarter of an hour, seeing that the celadon bowl was empty, Pei Ruolan was about to send the bowl out, by the way, the medicine prescribed by the good doctor did not say that she had eaten it, but she smelled it, and her stomach was a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she got up, she repeated the same mistake, and Huo Zhun's kiss with a hint of sour and bitter breath swept her again.

After pushing the person away, Pei Ruolan glared at him with frowns.

Huo Zhun raised his eyebrows, "Miss Pei won't be afraid of hardship?" There was a clear lightness in his tone.

Pei Ruolan choked, new hatred added old hatred, she suddenly lowered her head and bit him on the shoulder.

Huo Zhun didn't expect her to suddenly move her mouth, and she bit so hard, "hissed", and gasped.

Pei Ruolan heard his cry of pain, suddenly remembered the difference between the identities of the two, pushed him away hard, and ran out......

Huo Zhun looked at her back, dazed, and didn't know why.

Sang Yun saw Pei Ruolan come out, took the porcelain bowl from her hand, and said, "Why did the girl come out in person, this little thing, you can call the slave maid." ”

Pei Ruolan couldn't blow the wind and didn't want to go back to the bedroom, so she asked Sang Yun about King Wei's banquet for Jinke Jinshi.

"Three days ago, the prince suddenly fell ill, and the matter of inviting the Jinshi of the current branch was pushed back, and there was no banquet yet."

Three days ago? Pei Ruolan thought of the time when she was sick, and inexplicably felt a little coincidental.