After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

The white crow has been squatting quietly on his shoulder.He didn't take the letter away and gave it delicious bean balls. It would never leave. Don't let it fly in vain.

The cat took a long nap, feeling like it was dusk all day long.

"Uh... this slave deserves to die. Your Majesty, please forgive me." Coming out of the carriage, Maomao immediately took the punishment first.After all, there is no rule in the world that the master is driving the carriage and the slave is sleeping in the carriage.

Yang Xuanling said: "It doesn't matter."

He had forgotten that there was another person in the car.

"Huh? Where did the white crow come from?" Maomao looked at the white crow on his shoulder. "It's so sensible. It squatted on the prince's shoulder and didn't move at all."

"When it comes to eating, this thing is quite persistent." Yang Xuanling glanced at Bai Ya.

The white crow chirped twice, as if urging something.

The cat found the mailbox on the white crow's leg and knew that it was here to deliver a letter. "My lord, it seems to be a letter bird. Didn't you read the letter?"

"You can take it off if you want to see it." Yang Xuanling said.

"No, no, I don't dare." Maomao hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, then looked around and found the surrounding barren mountains and mountains, "Where has the prince gone?"

"I don't know." He drove the carriage casually, even leaving the official road.

Cat: "..."

Busily digging out the map from the small bag.

The result was that he couldn't understand it at all, "I don't know where I went, and this is not official."

"As long as we can get to Luoyang." Yang Xuan Linghun didn't care.

Maomao had no choice but to put away the map and said, "I obey the prince, I will go wherever you go."

This was a bit like marrying a chicken, marrying a dog, and following a dog. Yang Xuanling glanced at her lightly, "Oh? I was just about to say, if you don't want to follow, you can leave at any time."

"Ah?" She wanted to leave, really wanted to leave, "that slave?"

"Since you have expressed your loyalty, then follow." Yang Xuanling blocked her unspoken words.

Maomao opened her mouth wide, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence, "Yes, I want to follow the prince."

"Be willing."

"Slave... I am willing!"

"Let's cook." Yang Xuanling's thin lips evoked a trace of teasing.No wonder Lingqian likes her, she is so stupid and naive, she looks like some kind of small animal.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Cat was still very active in eating and immediately got busy.

Yang Xuanling watched her skillfully pick up some firewood and stones, then take the pot and ingredients, and prepare dinner in an orderly manner.

Realizing that he was being watched all the time, Maomao was a little embarrassed, "Does the prince really not trust me? Maybe there is something important."

"Nothing is more important than the fact that I lost a daughter." Although he knew where she went, he didn't want to go back as long as she didn't come back for a day.

That was the only person who clearly remembered Yunli.

Even he was gradually blurring her memory.He hated himself like this and even wanted to kill himself!
"Fifth Miss, she is not lost. She is gone with two men who are like gods. Fifth Miss also calls them Uncle Mei and Uncle Mirage very familiarly."

"...They are not human beings."

"My slave knows that they are gods. One can transform into a dragon, so he should be the Dragon God, and the other is very good-looking. I don't know what he is."

"Let's cook your meal." Yang Xuanling was suddenly in a bad mood and walked towards the small river ditch not far away.

Maomao looked at the direction he was going and kindly reminded him, "There are a lot of gravels along the river. Your Majesty, please be careful where you step and don't fall."

"..." Yang Xuanling looked back at her and said, "Four dishes and one soup."

"Ah?" Maomao was dumbfounded.

Sleeping in the wild and asking for four dishes and one soup?
Well, I am a prince, so I am indeed qualified to ask for it.

The white crow squatted on Yang Xuanling's shoulder very persistently. After several attempts to drive it away, it flew back. In the end, it even pecked Yang Xuanling's hair with its pointed beak.Yang Xuanling still didn't win the trust.

There is a faint aroma of food coming from not far away.

Yang Xuanling can actually live without food, and there are many ingredients in his storage ring, even ready-made.

But the food cooked by this little girl had a very attractive and special taste that always made him want to eat it.

Suddenly, there was some noise in the river.

Yang Xuanling turned around and saw a small fish swimming happily in the river.

I don’t remember who told him. The memory of a fish only lasts two breaths, so no matter who hurt it, they will not remember it soon. They will always be free and carefree.

Such a person... Yang Xuanling looked at Maomao.

The skinny little girl was tasting the soup with a spoon, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, four dishes and one soup are ready." Maomao shouted to him.

Yang Xuanling took out a bean ball exuding spiritual energy from the storage ring, fed it to the white crow, and removed the mailbox from its leg.

The white crow held the bean ball in its mouth, Gulu swallowed it, and then flew away without any regret.

Yang Xuanling opened the letter and found out that Ji'er was sick and refused to take medicine.

He raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows and walked towards Maomao.

After finishing the meal, Yang Xuanling said to Maomao: "Go back to Beijing."

"Ah? Won't the prince go to Luoyang to find the princess?" Maomao asked.

Yang Xuanling lowered his eyes and looked at the still burning fire and the steaming water in the pot, "Ji'er is sick."

"Oh, then the prince must go back quickly." Maomao immediately knocked over the water in the pot and put out the fire.

Yang Xuanling looked at her, "You don't have to go back."

"But... I don't seem to have anywhere else to go." Maomao lost his memory, "Besides, am I not the prince's concubine?"

"Are you serious?" Yang Xuanling narrowed his eyes and approached her.

Maomao suddenly blushed and her heart beat, and she took a few steps back, "I, I, I... I just want to wait for Miss Fifth to come back."

Yang Xuanling approached her again and raised her pointed chin with his fingers without allowing her to resist, "Really?"

"Yeah... right." Maomao felt that her mind was in a mess, and the chin he touched was extremely hot, and she didn't even know what she was going to say.

Suddenly, Yang Xuanling let go of his hand and disappeared in front of Maomao almost in the blink of an eye.

Maomao was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, but she was the only one left in the world with a carriage.

"Prince——" Maomao shouted.

But no one responded to her.

Looking at the fire that had been thrown out and the carriage, he raised his hand and scratched his head, "Should I go back to the palace or not."

No one cares whether a maid stays or goes.

Otherwise, she won't go back?

But Fifth Miss... Fifth Miss treated her very sincerely, and when she left, she specifically told her to wait for her to come back.

Forget it, let's go back first.

Anyway, she had no other place to go, and the deed of betrayal was still in Huaining Prince's Mansion.

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