The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 20 Who is it?

Inexplicably thinking of his elegant white clothes, Zhao Shuxiang thought about it and went to the cloth shop to buy clothes.

Although she doesn't have much money at the moment, he probably won't mind.

Zhao Shuxiang found a shortcut and went down the cliff. The potholed gravel road almost caused her to fall badly, but it was better than jumping directly.

Bypassing the stream and entering the cave, seeing him resting his eyes with his eyes closed, his complexion was much better.

But Zhao Shuxiang was very puzzled. It was really rare that the weather could be so good here without eating or drinking.

"Hey, are you okay?" Zhao Shuxiang walked over, put down the food box, and squatted down to look at him.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

His eyes were beautiful, and Zhao Shuxiang covered his face with a veil, revealing only his beautiful eyes.

"..." There was a short silence after the four eyes met.

Only then did Zhao Shuxiang think of it, and scratched her head embarrassedly, "I forgot about your inability to speak again."

Zhao Shuxiang told him the reason of the matter while laying out the meals for him, "Because something happened to me, I delayed my arrival for a day, don't be angry!"

"I think your injury is almost healed. When I'm dedicated to the wife..." He suddenly raised his head, stared at her without saying a word, and the scholar suddenly froze, "Uh, why bring this up, I'll wait for a while When the days are better, we will send someone to rescue you."

He took out the clothes from the bag and put them beside him, "I brought you some clothes, you can change them."

In fact, the corners of her mouth still hurt from talking too much, but she didn't stop.

"After all, I still feel very sorry for you!"

He didn't care about it at all. He was eating in a gentle manner, and suddenly raised his head and said, "It's okay, don't pay too much attention to it."

It seemed that a string in her head snapped suddenly, wait, why did she hear someone talking just now?
Zhao Shuxiang was dumbfounded, "You...you can talk?"

"Hmm." He replied without raising his head.

Zhao Shuxiang felt like being played by someone, "You are deceiving my feelings!"

He still focused on eating in a gentle manner and ignored her.

This is really the most personable person she has ever seen in her life. After being hungry for so long, she can still eat in such a gentle posture.

But Zhao Shuxiang was still puzzled, "Since you can talk, why didn't you say anything after I stayed with you for so long?"

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked up at her and replied, "I don't like talking very much."

"Okay!" Zhao Shuxiang asked again, "But since you can talk, where are you from?"

"The imperial capital." He replied.

But since it came from the imperial capital, where did he get that "Tang" jade pendant?
If she remembers correctly, it should be something only available to Tang nobles.Therefore, although she didn't know whether her mother was from the Tang Dynasty, her identity should not be unknown.

"Eh? Then where did you get the jade pendant from Tang Dynasty?"

Facing these questions one after another, he was not bored, but answered patiently.

"From a friend."

The tone is calm, not irritable.But the answer is extremely concise, not wrong but also not helpful.

Zhao Shuxiang asked again, "Then this blood jade is yours?"

As he spoke, he took out the blood jade that the book jade gave her from his sleeve, and waved it in front of her eyes.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, "Now it's for you."

Zhao Shuxiang was so surprised that she couldn't speak, "Why?"

He answered as a matter of course, "You saved me, I will give you as a gift."

but……

"Is it too expensive?"

Zhao Shuxiang quickly threw the blood jade to him, and hurriedly declined.It's not that she doesn't know the goods, it's just that she can't bear such a price, and she knows her identity.

But his tone is unquestionable, "Just put it away."

He put the blood jade back into her hand. At this time, there was a breeze blowing, her veil flicked, and it was frozen into a picture.

　Well, a token of love, anyway, I believe it (☆_☆)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)