Qingzhu took the medicine bowl and entered Feng Linge's bedroom, only to see Feng Linge leaning on the bedside, his handsome face was pale, looking in the direction of the window with no expression, his handsome eyes were empty and long, obviously his thoughts had wandered out.
How far……
"Your Majesty..." Qingzhu walked to the bed, placed the tray on the short table beside him, leaned forward slightly, and called softly.
Feng Linge didn't react at all. He didn't even move his eyes. He was still in a daze...
"Your Majesty!" Qingzhu called out again with a slightly higher tone.
"Huh?" Feng Linge finally had some reaction. He slowly turned his head and looked at Qingzhu with some confusion.
"My lord, it's time for you to take medicine..." Qingzhu held the medicine bowl in both hands and handed it to Feng Linge.
"Oh, okay." Feng Linge responded, stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.
Qingzhu took the empty bowl and quickly handed over another glass of water.
Feng Linge took it, drank it all in a few sips, and gave the empty cup to Qingzhu.
"The medical sage said that the prince's medicinal bath treatment will be changed to once a day from today on, starting at three o'clock in the morning. However, the time will be added by half an hour, which may consume a lot of energy. The prince may as well take a nap to rest his mind.
"
"Oh, just a little while, I'm not sleepy yet and can't sleep." Feng Linge said gently, then looked at the window again, sighed softly, and said as if to himself: "She has been gone for half a day.
Come on..."
Feng Linge actually wanted to see Zhuo Ye off, but... unfortunately, his body was not in good condition. He had to have acupuncture every hour. After that, there was no wind for the next two hours, and he couldn't even leave the door...
But... that's fine... Feng Linge raised a sad and slightly sad smile at the corner of her mouth, so as not to make her more sad...
Hearing this, Qingzhu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed inwardly: As soon as that Miss Zhuo left, it seemed that she took away the heart of their prince...
He really didn't understand why she had to leave. In Shengjing, she had good food, good accommodation, and two princes to protect her. The emperor was also kind to her. As a commoner woman, what else could she be dissatisfied with?
?If she marries their prince in the future, she will enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth! Although she has a low status and is not qualified to be a princess or concubine, she is lucky to be the concubine of his prince! Moreover, with the prince
She is so obsessed with her that she will definitely treat her like jewels in the future. What more can a woman ask for?! Other women dream of being favored by their princes, but she dares to live up to his wishes! What a shameless person!
Qingzhu had believed Zhuo Ye's words that day, thinking that she was really a remnant of the former Xishun Kingdom, a wild woman from that isolated valley.
"Qingzhu! Help me to the front of the case." Feng Linge suddenly said.
"Oh." Qingzhu came back from his angry thoughts, hurriedly stepped forward, supported Feng Linge, and sat down in front of the table not far from the bed.
"Grind." Feng Linge ordered again calmly.
Qingzhu thought Feng Linge wanted to write to relieve his boredom, so he didn't ask any questions and quickly laid out the paper for him and began to polish the ink.
Because Feng Linge's body was too weak to move around, Qingzhu was afraid that he would be too bored in the room every day, so he prepared some books and the Four Treasures of the Study in the bedroom for him. When he was in good spirits, he could read for a while.
Read children's books, 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, dipped his pen in ink, thought for a moment, put down the pen, and started writing in a small font,
They are all in small print.
Qingzhu was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then quickly looked away, not looking at the content on the note. He knew that what Feng Linge wrote on the note must be unusual, and he shouldn't read it.
of……
When the ink was dry, Feng Linge took off a simple ring on his finger, gently pushed the bright black gemstone 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, his mouth was already open and he was stunned. The prince had not used this "Moire Signet Ring" for more than three years! What on earth was he... going to do?!
Feng Linge stamped the seal, put the ring back on her finger, then rolled up the note, raised her eyes and looked at Qingzhu.
Qingzhu understood and hurriedly turned around and left. After a while, he took a small piece of hollow wooden cylinder and handed it to Fenglin Singer.
Feng Linge sealed the note, handed it to Qingzhu, and said softly: "Go and pass this to Wei Ying."
Qingzhu was even more surprised when he heard this. He stared at Feng Linge for a long time, then took the small wooden tube with a trembling hand, turned around and left...
When Qingzhu released the homing pigeon into the sky, he was still wondering what happened that made the prince not only use the "Moire Signet Ring" but also alarm Wei Ying? The prince stayed in the room all day long, peaceful and sound.
I am living a busy and leisurely life, so I should have nothing to do! Except for the departure of that girl Zhuo...
Thinking of Zhuo Ye, Qingzhu couldn't help but think, could it really be...? But then he shook his head, she was just a woman... Even if the prince was interested in her again, he shouldn't be so exaggerated...
But... Qingzhu tilted his head and thought again. It's hard to say. How could he forget that the prince risked his life twice for her...
But... alas... forget it, Qingzhu scratched his head and decided not to think about it anymore! He believed that no matter what the prince wanted to do, there must be a reason for it.
"Your Majesty, 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 back to his senses, put down the brush, and nodded.
Qingzhu hurriedly stepped forward, helped Feng Linge back to the bed, helped him tuck in the quilt, and left the bedroom.
After Feng Linge lay down for a while, he reached out and took out a brocade handkerchief from under the pillow. He opened it and revealed the orange-yellow translucent candies inside. It was the package of "Yake" given to him by Zhuo Ye on New Year's Eve.
V9”!
If Zhuo Ye had followed Zhuo Ye's instructions and put one in his mouth after taking medicine, he would have eaten it all long ago. However, Feng Linge has been reluctant to eat 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 now all stuck together!
Feng Linge reached out and used a little force to break off a small piece and put it into his mouth with two fingers. He licked his lips and tasted it carefully, but he couldn't taste any sweetness...
Feng Linge sighed softly, wrapped the remaining candies in a handkerchief, and put them away carefully...