Graceful spring color

"You're a lucky girl. You're a girl from the outer courtyard who broke the rules and entered the inner courtyard." Shi Zian's first words when he saw Zhe Zhi almost scared her to the point of leaving her body.

No matter how dim-witted Zhe Zhi was, he still knew why he said that.

He obviously still remembered that he was serving the girl when he was in Chen County.

Zhezhi bowed his head and said, "As for the prince, I am lucky enough to win the favor of my master."

Shi Zian's eyes passed over her lightly, and he looked at the bead curtain in the back room and asked, "Where is your girl? Why doesn't she come to greet me?"

"I wish you the best, Prince Haihan, but the girl is really too sick to get up today."

When Shi Zian heard this, he swept aside the broken branches and rushed towards the inner room. The bead curtain crackled as he lifted it.

The bed was covered with gauze curtains, and the figure of the girl lying on it looked extremely graceful.

Shi Zian couldn't wait any longer. He missed Xie Fengyue so much.

He looked excited, and his hand lifted the gauze curtain quickly and urgently.

Zhi Zhi behind him held his breath, clenched his fists tightly, and just watched helplessly as he put his face in.

Shi Zian just glanced at the appearance of the girl on the bed, screamed, and took several steps back with a pale face.

Xie Fengyue pretended to be woken up at this time, slowly stood up and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter, Zhezhi?"

Zhe Zhi hurriedly stepped forward, untied the restraints on her hands and said softly: "Girl, Prince An is here to visit her."

Shi Zian took several deep breaths but still couldn't suppress the panic just now, and said angrily: "You are just an ordinary person, how come your face is ruined like this?"

Xie Fengyue shrank back weakly, and replied aggrievedly: "Langjun~ I just have rubella, it will get better in a while."

If it were the soft and clear voice of the past, the prince might be able to feel at ease, but now her voice was as rough as a man's. The prince turned his head and said with an annoyed look: "Are all the girls around you freeloaders? ?You can still forget your taboos."

After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was really bad. He squeezed the handle of the fan tightly and wanted to add a few words, but as soon as his eyes came into contact with the swollen and unrecognizable face, he couldn't help but feel bored.

He said bluntly and comforted: "Since you are sick, you should stay in the house to recuperate, and wait until the red and green pimples on your face are healed before going out."

Xie Fengyue pretended to hide her face and sobbed: "Mr. Lang, does this...do you dislike me?"

Shi Zian has two heads and one head. Normally, he would have been able to coax him a little, but now, he sighed: "Don't think too much and take good care of yourself. Your brother is still waiting for me. I'll leave first."

Xie Fengyue put her hand on her forehead and said bitterly: "Then, husband, go and get busy. My minor illness is nothing to worry about. When I feel better tomorrow, can I go to my brother's mansion to find husband?"

Shi Zian was so shocked by her words that he hurriedly refused: "No, you don't need to take good care of your face, but don't come out to look for me. If you really come out, don't put us both together." If the news spreads, until your face is healed, you will act like you are not familiar with me in this prosperous capital."

He didn't want to hear rumors in Shengjing that he, the crown prince of the Wu Kingdom, was cold-blooded and could say anything, and he would be ashamed of it.

Xie Fengyue got the answer she wanted and didn't want to deal with him anymore, but she still had to perform the full set of acting.

She covered her chest in frustration, as if she was hit by his words, and she shed two lines of clear tears silently. Her rough and hoarse voice was full of grievance: "I know, it's all because of my poor health, and I can't accompany my husband to the banquet. "

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhezhi, who immediately understood: "Let me take you out of the house."

Shi Zian was in a bad mood and glared at Zhe Zhi: "You are such an incompetent slave. If you were in my Wu Palace, I would have cut you into pieces and thrown you into a mass grave to feed wild dogs."

Zhezhi had a sad look on his face and called out to the prince for a lesson. Only then did he manage to calm down a little bit. He said sternly: "If you don't lead the way, what are you doing here?" Xie Fengyue knelt down on the bed and watched through the window. After the prince walked away, his body went limp and collapsed.

The itching sensation coming from her skin was like being gnawed by thousands of ants at the same time. It was painful and itchy. She pressed her hands under her body and resisted the urge to scratch.

As my mind wandered, I began to sweat, and my body became extremely sticky.

She simply took off her shirt, exposing her skin, which made her feel a lot better.

The silence in the room made Xie Fengyue's mind fall into drowsiness again. Her eyelids were as heavy as a big stone. In a daze, she suddenly heard the sound of a bead curtain.

"Zhe Zhi, bring the soup over here." She closed her eyes and ordered calmly.

The footsteps did not go out, but approached the bed. Xie Fengyue opened her eyes. When she saw Gongzi Yan's face appeared in front of her, she subconsciously covered her face. After reacting, she hurriedly pulled off the quilt. Come and block yourself.

"How did you come!"

The silence in the room allowed Xie Fengyue to hear the thumping of her heart clearly.

"Does it hurt?"

Xie Fengyue has always been a person with a tougher mouth than her heart, but for some reason, when she heard Gongzi Yan ask this question, she was instantly overwhelmed by grievance: "It hurts and it's very itchy."

"It turns out you're not just cruel to me."

Xie Fengyue couldn't hear any emotion in his tone. A wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which immediately dispelled the inexplicable emotion in her heart. When she spoke again, she had returned to the usual cold tone of Xie's daughter. .

"Thank you sir for your concern. I'm afraid I won't be able to impress you now. I hope you can go out first and talk about it after I get dressed."

Gongzi Yan lowered his head, suppressed the undercurrent in his eyes, and walked out without replying.

Only then did Xie Fengyue get out of the quilt. After she put on her clothes, she put on the curtain and hat on the side. Then she moved step by step to the sofa and sat upright on her knees.

"Mr. Lang, come in."

Probably because of the pain, Xie Fengyue's voice was trembling.

Xie Fengyue stared at him through the veil.

Lang Jun tilted his head slightly. There was a little blood on his cold white jade face. There were also a few strands of hair hanging down from his forehead. The jade crown on his head was also slightly skewed to the naked eye.

Xie Fengyue said calmly: "Does Mr. Lang have official duties?"

Gongzi Yan shook his head and pursed his lips in silence.

"What's the matter with Mr. Wang coming here today?" Xie Fengyue continued to ask.

He directly met Xie Fengyue's eyes through the yarn, and said word by word: "Why did you choose such a risky method?"

Xie Fengyue was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Gongzi Yan, who had been silent just now, would suddenly go straight to the topic.

"This method will work once and for all. At least I don't have to worry about this while the prince is in Shengjing."

The ends of his eyes turned red, but he said with a sneer: "This is not something the Xie Fengyue I know should do."