When Chu Lan was driven out of the tent by the Crown Princess, the three people who "happened" to pass by the Prince's tent but who happened to be hiding in a hidden angle looked at Chu Lan.
At the moment, Chu Lan's thoughts were all on the people in the camp, and she didn't notice the complicated looks behind her.
Several people looked at each other in confusion, "What's wrong? What's going on?"
Feng Zhi's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Huo Wu and Feng Zhi, "Shouldn't things be this way? Didn't it mean that if His Highness the Crown Prince surrenders, the Crown Princess will be soft-hearted? I even risk being looked at by His Highness.
The risk of death..."
"Maybe, something went wrong along the way." Huo Wu frowned, "What General Wei said can't be wrong."
Mu Qing rolled his eyes for the first time: "Now when General Wei farts, you will say it smells good."
Huo Wu: "..."
Feng Zhi glanced at the two people behind him speechlessly: "Forget it, I'll go see how His Royal Highness is doing first. If it doesn't work, we will implement the second strategy."
When Chu Lan called for the third time and still received no response, but received the curious eyes of the soldiers patrolling the camp, Chu Lan finally stopped calling.
Feng Zhi touched his nose and stepped forward with a confused look on his face, "Your Highness, what's going on?"
Chu Lan turned to look at him, frowned and was about to speak, but as if she thought of something, she changed her tone when she spoke, "Go inside and see if the Crown Princess has finished her medicinal meal.
If she didn’t drink..."
"Okay!" Feng Zhi nodded heavily and walked in without waiting for Chu Lan to finish.
Seeing this unobstructed figure, Chu Lan's fingers hanging by his side clenched into fists.
Feng Zhi went in as fast as he came out. He still held an empty bowl in his hand and said with a smile, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess drank."
Just drink it, Chu Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, Feng Zhi's words made his face darker than the medicine originally contained in the bowl.
"But the Crown Princess just ordered that Your Highness should not be disturbed if you have nothing to do these two days. She...she will get angry when she sees His Highness." Feng Zhi was cautious at first, but at the last word, he changed his mind instantly.
A tone, imitating it is called a perfect imitation.
Chu Lan looked at him deeply, turned around and walked towards the other side - the tent originally used for "house arrest" of the Crown Princess.
Feng Zhi looked at His Highness's steps as fast as the wind, breathed out heavily, and hurriedly patted his chest.
He was almost on the verge of kneeling down in front of His Majesty the Crown Prince.
This errand is not easy to handle...
On the first day, Chu Lan really didn't return to his tent, but His Highness the Crown Prince, who stood a few meters away for a whole day without moving until the sunset, almost became the "Wangwang Stone".
Feng Zhi and the other three people took turns strolling by, but stopped talking.
Although the soldiers guarding the tent had all withdrawn, Wei Tunan never came out. He sat calmly inside and made tea. He leisurely looked at the people who were looking at him outside and snorted softly.
You kid, you dare to bully Ah Jiu, but I can’t cure you.
"Just right" at this moment, Feng Zhi came forward again, his eyes met tacitly.
Feng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Chu Lan, lowered his eyes, "Your Highness, it's almost midnight, it's time for dinner."
"Yeah." Chu Lan was still standing at the door, motionless.
Feng Zhi added: "My subordinates have already sent in the food for the Crown Princess."
"Yeah." Chu Lan nodded, he saw it.
just this?
Seeing that Chu Lan still had no intention of entering the camp, Feng Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess wants you to have a meal."
"Huh?" At this moment, Chu Lan finally looked away from somewhere, with a hint of joy on his face, and ran forward.
Feng Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "No, the Crown Princess did not let His Highness go inside."
Seeing Chu Lan's steps suddenly pause, Feng Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was so dangerous. If this person really passed by, he would be finished.
"What do you mean?" Chu Lan frowned.
"Your Highness, please have your meal here." Feng Zhi coughed lightly and pointed to the tent behind him, "The Crown Princess said I won't see you for three days."
As soon as these words came out, Chu Lan's face suddenly sank, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife and he slashed at Feng Zhi.
It wasn't until Chu Lan's figure turned back and entered the tent that Feng Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Damn it...this is really not something humans do. If he continues like this, sooner or later he will be killed by his own family.
His Highness was cut to death.
After serving Chu Lan's meal, Feng Zhi turned around and took out a bowl of soup from the food box.
Looking at the dark soup, and then at Feng Zhi's eyes that almost didn't dare to look at him, Chu Lan's eyes flashed with depth, and after humming softly, he took the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Then your Highness has a good rest. I'll take my leave first." Feng Zhi's eyelids trembled slightly. As he stepped back, he thought: He drank this medicine without any honey, and his expression remained unchanged. He is worthy of being the crown prince of his family.
!
Chu Lan felt bitter and wanted to ask Feng Zhi to pour her a cup of tea, but found that she was the only one left in the tent...
With a slight sigh, Chu Lan resignedly walked towards the coffee table next to her.
When his fingertips touched the cool tea, his brows that had not frowned even after taking the medicine frowned slightly.
These days, he has gone too far.
With a wry smile, Chu Lan picked up the cold tea and drank it in one gulp.
The pain in the mouth and tongue is not as bad as the pain in the heart.
Outside the door, as soon as Huo Wu saw Feng Zhi coming out, he immediately waved, "How are you doing?"
Feng Zhi smiled proudly and said confidently, "There will definitely be no problem."
"So sure?" Huo Wu raised his eyebrows.
"That's natural." Feng Zhi raised his chin, his eyes flashing with strange light, "Of course I have a way."
"Your Highness may not know how to drink tea, right?" Huo Wu was still a little worried.
"No, he will definitely drink it!"
Of course it's okay to just drink medicine, and it's okay not to drink tea, but no matter how fearless their prince is, he will definitely drink the pot of cold tea on the table!
Half an hour later.
"It's almost done, let's go in and have a look?" Feng Zhi pointed at the tent.
"I..." Huo Wu was startled, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
"What a coward, what General Wei said must be right, I think you are just..." Feng Zhi snorted lightly, and then walked inside.
When Huo Wu heard this, his face turned red with anxiety, and he hurriedly ran in front of Feng Zhi, "Who said I was afraid? Besides, how could General Wei be at fault!"
In the tent on the other side, Wei Tunan looked at the two figures sneaking into the tent, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.