Being scolded by Zhang Qingjiu, Huo Wu felt a little embarrassed on her face, but she didn't dare to have any temper.
His Royal Highness the Prince was about to go to court when he woke up. It was not that they had not stopped him, but he said that if he didn't go, people would be suspicious, and what happened last night would probably not be hidden.
After hearing Huo Wu's explanation, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but smile coldly, "He actually thought carefully. He prepared a car and went to pick up people at the palace gate."
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked us to wait in the mansion. Feng Zhi is following him there and he will be back in a while..."
Feng Zhi? That guy who should call her aunt? What’s the use of taking him there?
Zhang Qingjiu snorted softly, "If you don't let me go, I'm afraid he will enter the house standing upright and come back sideways."
"What do you mean, Miss Zhang?" Huo Wu was startled and his eyelids twitched.
Zhang Qingjiu stopped talking and looked at him silently.
Huo Wu gritted his teeth, and finally ordered the coachman in the palace to harness the horse and hurry up to the palace gate.
The sun at Chenshi is like the smiling face of a newborn baby, looking extra warm in the spring breeze.
It was the time when the officials were leaving for the morning court, and there were already many people's carriages waiting outside. Huo Wu originally wanted to park far away, but Zhang Qingjiu asked him to drive the carriage directly to the front.
Soon, there was a commotion inside, and the courtiers in court uniforms came out like carp crossing the river. Zhang Qingjiu looked through the curtain not far away, and saw the crowds of people, and that tall and upright figure could also make people...
People can see it at a glance.
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and was about to get out of the carriage subconsciously, but before he opened the curtain, he remembered something and turned to tell Huo Wu, "Take your prince back to this carriage."
Huo Wu saw Zhang Qingjiu's deep expression and felt nervous. She immediately got out of the car and was about to approach Chu Lan when she was suddenly intercepted by a figure.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Zhang Tailiu called to Chu Lan, smiled slightly, and stepped forward to salute.
Chu Lan's face was a little pale, but it exuded a pearl-like color in the sunlight, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister."
"Thank you very much for the rare treasures that His Highness the Crown Prince gave to the Prime Minister's Mansion. I have only done my best, so how dare you trouble His Highness the Crown Prince to take such trouble." Zhang Tailiu's tone was very respectful, but his eyes staring at Chu Lan,
But it's full of calculations.
"The Prime Minister's words are serious." Chu Lan smiled faintly. Feng Zhi had already told him everything about last night on the way to court. He was not surprised at all by Zhang Tailiu's words, "Miss Zhang deserves it for her meritorious service to the country.
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Hearing what Chu Lan said, Zhang Tailiu suddenly felt nervous. The reason why he asked this question today was firstly to find out what the royal family thought of the unfilial daughter, and secondly to know what happened last night.
What.
But this answer made him really uncomfortable.
Zhang Tailiu took a deep breath and suppressed a smile on his face, "In this way, I will thank His Highness the Crown Prince for his love on behalf of my little girl. However, His Highness the Crown Prince's body today..."
"I feel the wind and cold." Chu Lan smiled calmly, picked up the handkerchief and coughed lightly.
"Your Highness!" Huo Wu's face tightened, and he didn't care so much. He rushed forward, stood between the two of them, supported Chu Lan, and put the big cloak in his hand on his shoulders.
Just now, he clearly saw the figure of His Highness flicker...
Chu Lan was a little startled by the sudden fire dance. He turned his head and looked to his side. When he saw the carriage not far away, his expression was slightly startled.
But he soon understood, pulled up the big cloak, smiled faintly, and pretended to be helpless and said: "I said it's okay, but you guys are making a fuss out of a molehill."
Seeing that the master and his servants were in front of him like no one else, Zhang Tailiu didn't want to ask any more questions, so he could only nodded, "It's a cold spring. Your Highness, Wanwang, take care of your body. This will be a blessing to you."
Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and said, "Having a good minister like Zhang Xiang here is the great blessing of Great Hui."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Feng Zhi also had people drive the carriage over at this moment. When he saw Huo Wu, he quickly reacted and ordered his coachman to drive back home. Without saying a word, he helped Chu Lan get on Huo Wu's carriage.
Zhang Tailiu frowned tightly as he looked at the two carriages driving away. What on earth was going on?
Could it be that he called that unfilial daughter over last night, and the two of them were so engrossed in their conversation that it made His Highness the Crown Prince sick?
Thinking of Zhang Qingjiu's performance last night, Zhang Tailiu's anger surged up in his heart. When he returned to the house, he wanted to call people to Shenxingtang, but was told by the housekeeper that she had gone to the Shenxing Hall early in the morning.
After leaving the yard and the door, no one knew where she went.
Zhang Tailiu angrily smashed a newly served teacup.
"You..." On the other side, Chu Lan saw Zhang Qingjiu sitting inside just as Huo Wu and the other two helped him onto the carriage.
Before Chu Lan could finish speaking, Zhang Qingjiu took Chu Lan's left arm without saying a word and stretched out his hand to check for a pulse.
With just one breath, Zhang Qingjiu's face darkened, and he glared at him fiercely, "Spit it out."
The two people next to her didn't know what she meant by this, but Chu Lan smiled helplessly.
Immediately afterwards...
"Your Highness!" Two exclamations sounded in the carriage at the same time.
Feng Zhi looked at Chu Lan who was leaning over and vomiting blood. His expression changed drastically and he was about to help him up.
However, Zhang Qingjiu's next words frightened him so much that he did not dare to move at will.
"If you want to do what happened last night again, just help me." Zhang Qingjiu sat up straight, with no soft color on his face and a hint of anger in his tone.
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Lan spit out another mouthful of blood, and the dark red blood instantly soaked the entire handkerchief.
But after he vomited the blood, although his body seemed to be getting weaker, his complexion obviously improved.
"Your Highness?" Huo Wu's temperament was much calmer than Feng Zhi's. Seeing that Zhang Qingjiu stopped talking, he carefully helped Chu Lan up.
"No problem." Chu Lan took a deep breath, waved her hands, and sat up straight, "Why are you here?"
"Yes..." Huo Wu turned to look at Zhang Qingjiu. Just after he said a word, he saw Zhang Qingjiu's body suddenly tilted to the side, "Miss Zhang?!"
"I'm fine." Zhang Qingjiu wiped away the blood that spilled from his lips and took a deep breath, "You can really bear it."
After last night's formation was implemented, there was a three-day stabilization period. During these three days, if something unexpected happened to Chu Lan, she would suffer a certain amount of backlash.
Chu Lan was destined to vomit this mouthful of blood. After all, the Qi he had forcibly raised by relying on medicinal food was not his Qi. Originally, everything would be fine if he vomited it.
But who would have thought that someone would force themselves to stay for half an hour longer in order not to be noticed by others?
However, Chu Lan was not at all angry at Zhang Qingjiu's provocation. He took out another handkerchief from his arms and said, "Have I caused trouble for you?"
Although it is doubtful, it is very certain.
As you are a wise boy, Zhang Qingjiu reached out to take the handkerchief and snorted softly, "You can't hide your current physical condition even if you want to. Besides, your father, the queen, and your mother already know about it. Just do whatever you want. There's no need.
Hidden and tucked away, who stipulates that the prince must be physically strong and walk as fast as flying?"
Hearing Zhang Qingjiu's straightforward words, Chu Lan was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but laugh softly, "So what you mean is, as long as you can't die, that's fine?"
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as I'm here, you can't die."
Now the lives of two people hang together. He wants to be a short-lived ghost, but she doesn't want to!