The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

"Wang... Seventh Young Master..." Zhuo Ye looked at Feng Linge's pale and handsome face full of helplessness and suffering, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of unbearable in his heart.She knows that being born in a royal family does have a lot of involuntary feelings, loneliness, and even danger... His body is the best proof.

Although I don't know who caused Feng Linge to be like this, but thinking that it has something to do with his noble status, Zhuo Ye suddenly felt sympathetic to him, but... Zhuo Ye remembered the doubts that day again, why are they both princes? But the person behind it only harmed Feng Linge?Who did he offend?In other words, who would dare to attack him...

Suddenly a thought flashed in Zhuo Ye's mind, and she was startled, but immediately, she stopped herself from thinking about it, that's not what she should explore...

Seeing that Zhuo Ye had changed her address, Feng Linge's eyes lit up, and she smiled softly, "Say it."

In fact, Feng Linge wanted Zhuo Ye to call him by his name directly, besides the third brother, he probably couldn't find anyone who really cared about him and could treat him as an equal.Even the second brother who also cared about him couldn't, after all, the second brother is now the emperor...

For Zhuo Ye, this mysterious and special woman, he somehow wanted to get close to her, understand her, and change her estranged attitude towards him. He still couldn't figure out his subtle feeling, For the time being, let's think that I need a confidant who doesn't care about my identity...

"Your body...but because of receiving the arrow that day, it's just so... so..." Zhuo Ye was really worried and guilty in her heart, she didn't want anything to happen to Feng Linge, and it was indirectly because of her...

"You don't have to worry," Feng Linge pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Although I did suffer some effects, it's not entirely because of receiving the arrow. On the first few days of each month, my body is the weakest After a few days, it will get better..." Feng Linge could see that Zhuo Ye was really worried about his health, so she replied perfunctorily, but she definitely didn't believe it, so she said both truths and falsehoods.In fact, his body would be very weak for at least half a month every month... and that arrow had more impact on him than he said...

"Oh, that's right." Zhuo Ye was still a little worried, but she didn't continue to ask. She could see that Feng Linge didn't want to discuss this topic in depth.Moreover, she is not a doctor, so she can't help much. She can only hope that he is really okay in the bottom of her heart.

"Boom...crash..."

Suddenly, a series of noises attracted Zhuo Ye and Feng Linge's attention. The two turned their heads to look, but saw "Little Baozi" climbed onto a low table at some point and knocked over a chessboard. The two cans of chess pieces were also scraped off by the chessboard, and the black, black and white chess pieces scattered all over the floor.

Looking at the chess pieces bouncing all over the floor, Zhuo Ye's expression suddenly became complicated and dazed. After a while, he got up quietly, came to the short table, squatted down and put the chess pieces into the chess piece jar one by one. .

"Little Baozi" was afraid that his father would come back and see that he was in trouble again, so he quickly jumped off the short table, squatted down and began to pick up chess pieces.

Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye with a weird expression, was a little surprised, thought for a while, and didn't call anyone, walked over, and also joined the ranks of picking up chess pieces.