The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 117 Hibiscus Vitex

Cheng Zijiang found it funny: "What do you want me to say?"

Instead, Shuxiang continued to ask: "You won't blame me for making decisions together without permission?"

Cheng Zijiang thought for a while and said: "This matter is Jiang Wang's proposition. Although the imperial capital is involved, some things cannot be resolved by talking about it."

"Except for Zijin, I don't know who can solve this matter quietly." Cheng Zijiang said.

Shuxiang seemed to understand the truth, but she was a little curious, "Does King Jiang really like Zijin?"

Cheng Zijiang paused: "At first I was skeptical, but Zijin acted like he didn't know him, and I still can't figure out what happened between them."

What's more, he didn't know anything about how the two of them got related.

Cheng Zijiang felt that being an older brother was a failure.

Shuxiang opened the fan, and a dark fragrance came to his face.

"I've actually heard Zhao Shuyue talk about such a thing." Shuxiang looked at the fan and explained the matter, "King Jiang was a bastard when he was young, romantic and romantic, and never liked anyone."

"But at that time, Zhao Shuyue told Zhao Shuxue that King Jiang liked a girl at that time, and that girl was not beautiful. Zi Jiang, guess what happened afterwards?"

Scholarly, as if deliberately trying to keep her secret, with a slightly mischievous smile on her face.

Cheng Zijiang guessed according to her meaning: "That girl felt very inferior when she was with him, and then left?"

Shuxiang shook her head, "Love is very selfish."

After saying that, she was taken aback for a while.

It turned out that she was also so selfish.

"I heard that Jiang Country is rich in beauties, and there is a secret medicine that can make people look more perfect." Shuxiang paused, and said the name of the medicine word by word, "Furongjing."

Vitex hibiscus.

Cheng Zijiang seemed to have remembered something. The last time he paid tribute to Jiang Guo was Furongjing.At that time, Zijin's contemptuous eyes, and the way he was about to erupt, he vividly remembered.

That was Cheng Zijin, whom he had never seen before.

Cheng Zijiang came out of the memory and asked Shuxiang: "And then?"

"Furongjing is not so easy to pick. She got a wound all over her body and almost ruined the original appearance. Later, for some reason, the girl left by herself. King Jiang couldn't find her. Later, when he ascended the throne, he sent someone to kill Furong. All the thorns were burned, and from then on Jiang Guo only had this kind of flower in the palace."

Shuxiang raised her eyes to see Cheng Zijiang's expression, then said after a pause, "This happened four years ago."

Cheng Zijiang was silent, "I had a poisoning attack four years ago, and I didn't know about it. At that time, Zijin went to Jiang Country to find medicine for me, and came back with a whole body of injuries."

Scholar sighed, comforted him and said, "Maybe it's not such a coincidence?"

Cheng Zijiang nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll ask Chubai to check."

Shuxiang nodded, and asked in a low voice: "Will the Zhao Kingdom really be destroyed?"

"Maybe." Cheng Zijiang replied without any emotion.

After all, Zhao Guo is too weak, and it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed.Even if the imperial capital and Jiang country do not intervene, other countries will naturally come and annex them.

Shuxiang thought of the past about King Jiang she had just told, and couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, she didn't miss it, and she didn't miss Zijiang.

"The imperial concubine handed over the post." The palace man bent over and walked over, holding a golden post in his hand.

Scholar hummed, and took it over, "What does Shi Zifei pass the post for?"

The palace man shook his head, saying he didn't know.

Scholar waved his hand and told the palace servants to go down.

I started to look at the post, which said, inviting her to Feng'atai to enjoy the moon.

Today is not getting warmer, and there is a faint cool breeze in the air. It is far-fetched to say that the moon is admiring in such weather.

Although I don't know what Jin Le wants to do, but after all, I have to agree.In any case, they used to have a better life.

It's just that in the past, Shuxiang vaguely remembered, Jin Le said word by word, I wish you two eternal separation.

Thinking of it is a burst of heart palpitations.

Shuxiang clenched the post tightly, looking at the dazzling sunlight, but felt as if she had passed away.

After all, I don't know whether Feng Atai's invitation is a blessing or a curse.

(End of this chapter)