Qingzhu brought the medicine bowl into Feng Linge's bedroom, but saw Feng Linge leaning against the head of the bed, with a handsome face and a pale look in the direction of the window without any expression. His handsome eyes were empty and long, and obviously his thoughts were floating out of nowhere.
How far……
"Prince..." Qingzhu walked to the bed, placed the tray on the short table beside him, gave her a little gift, and called softly.
Feng Linge didn't react anyway, and she didn't even move her eyes, and she was still dazed in her mind...
"Prince!" Qingzhu raised his voice slightly and called out again.
"Hmm?" Feng Linge finally reacted a little, slowly turned his head and looked at Qingzhu with some confusion.
"Prince, it's time for you to take medicine..." Qingzhu picked up the medicine bowl with both hands and handed it to Feng Linge.
"Oh, okay." Feng Linge responded, reached out to take the medicine bowl, raised his neck, and drank it all in one go.
Qingzhu took the empty bowl and handed over another cup of clean water.
Feng Linge took it, drank it a few sips, and gave the empty cup to Qingzhu.
"The medical saint said that the prince's medicinal bath treatment will be changed from today to once a day, starting from 3 minutes of the sun, but the time will take half an hour, which may be very exhausting. The prince might as well take a nap and take a rest to take care of his spirit.
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"Oh, I'll be short, I'm not sleepy yet, I can't sleep." Feng Linge said gently, then looked at the window again, sighed softly, and said as if she was talking to herself: "She has been away for half a day.
It's right..."
Feng Linge actually wanted to send Zhuo Ye, but... but... he was too unscrupulous. He needed acupuncture every day, and there was no wind in the next two hours, so he couldn't even get out of the door...
But... that's good... Feng Linge's mouth curled a slightly bitter smile, so as not to make her feel sad...
When Qingzhu heard this, she couldn't help but shake her head and sighed in her heart: When that girl Zhuo left, it seemed that she had taken away the heart of their prince...
He really didn't understand why she had to leave? In Shengjing, she had good food and lived well, and two princes were guarding her. The emperor was also good to her. She was a civilian woman, so what else was she not satisfied with?
?In the future, marrying their prince will make you enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of your life! Although she is low in status and is not qualified to be a princess or concubine, being a concubine of his prince is also a blessing! Moreover, the prince will be the prince's concubine.
The obsession with her will definitely treat her like a treasure in the future. What else can a woman ask for?! Other women dream of getting their prince’s favor, but she dared to let her down! She is really ungrateful!
Qingzhu had already believed Zhuo Ye's words that day, thinking that she was really a survivor of the former Xi'an country, a mountain woman who came out of that isolated valley.
"Qingzhu! Help me to the court a few days ago." Feng Linge suddenly spoke.
"Oh." Qingzhu came back from his angry thoughts, hurried forward, held Feng Linge, and sat down in front of the desk not far from the bed.
"Grinding." Feng Linge ordered lightly again.
Qingzhu thought Feng Linge wanted to write to relieve boredom, so she didn't ask too much. She spread the paper for him neatly and began to grind ink.
Because Feng Linge's body is too weak and should not be allowed to walk around, Qingzhu is afraid that he will be too bored in the room every day, so he prepared some books and four treasures of the study in the bedroom. When he is in good spirits, he can read it for a while.
A child's book, or write a few words to pass the time.
Feng Linge did not use the rice paper paved with green bamboo, but took a small piece of paper two fingers wide, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and after thinking for a little, he finished writing it, and it started writing with a very small font.
All are small characters in fly heads.
Qingzhu was stunned for a moment when she saw this, then quickly looked away and did not look at the contents on the note. He knew that what Feng Linge wrote on the note must be unusual, and he should not read it.
of……
When the ink traces dried up, Feng Linge took off a simple ring on his finger, gently pushed away the shiny black gem on it with his thumb, revealing a small seal, and pressed it on the lower right corner of the note.
...
When Qingzhu saw Feng Linge holding the ring, she was already open and stunned. The prince had not used this "cloud-patterned seal ring" for more than three years! What exactly is he... going to do?!
Feng Linge stamped the seal, took the ring back to his fingers again, then rolled up the note, raised his eyes and looked at Qingzhu.
Qingzhu understood and quickly turned around and left. After a moment, she took a small hollow wooden cylinder and handed it to Fenglin singer.
Feng Linge sealed the note, handed it to Qingzhu, and whispered: "Go and pass this to Weiying."
Qingzhu was even more surprised when she heard this. She stared at Feng Linge for a while, then put her hand tremblingly, took the small wooden tube, turned around and left...
When Qingzhu let the pigeon fly into the sky, she was still wondering what was going on. It was worth the prince not only used the "cloud seal ring", but also alarmed Wei Ying? The prince stayed in the room all day, safely
Treating the disease, life is too idle, so nothing should be done! Except for the departure of Miss Zhuo...
When Qingzhu thought of Zhuo Ye, he couldn't help but feel moved. Could it be...? But then he shook his head again. She was just a woman... Even if the prince cared about her, he shouldn't be so exaggerated...
However... Qingzhu tilted her head and thought about it again. It was hard to say why he forgot that the prince ignored his life for her twice...
But...ah...forget it, Qingzhu scratched her head and decided not to think about it! He believed that no matter what the prince was going to do, there must be his reason.
"Prince, do you want to rest for a while?" Qingzhu returned to the bedroom and said to Feng Linge, who was still sitting in front of the desk, holding a brush in a daze.
"Okay." Feng Linge came to his senses, put down his brush, and nodded.
Qingzhu hurried forward, helped Feng Linge back to the bed, helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and then left the bedroom.
After Feng Linge lay down for a while, he stretched out and took out a brocade handkerchief from under the pillow. He opened it, revealing the orange-yellow translucent candies inside. It was the pack of "Yake" that Zhuo Ye gave him on New Year's Eve.
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If Zhuo Ye said this sugar was taken with one pill after taking the medicine every time, it would have been gone. However, Feng Linge has never been willing to take it, so now, most of it is left...
However, because Zhuo Ye removed the originally sealed packaging and oxidized it with the air, it was already stuck together!
Feng Linge reached out and used a little force to break off a small piece, and used his fingers to put it into his mouth. He savored his mouth carefully, but he couldn't taste the sweetness...
Feng Linge sighed softly, wrapped the remaining candy in a veil, and carefully put it away...