The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 239 A warm smile in the eyes

As the sun set, the teacups in the pavilion were already cold and refilled several times.

The crabapple under the steps of the pavilion is still swaying, but it does not have the kind of spirit when the sun is shining.

Zijin yawned, smiled softly, squinted his eyes and looked very lazy.

"I don't know why recently, but I've always been sleepy."

She looked at Shuxiang who was sitting opposite her, and said apologetically, "Sister-in-law Huang, Zijin went back to rest."

Scholarly smile, there is no meaning to blame.Just looking at Zijin with a smile in the corner of her eyes, she felt that she had really let go of her love and hatred at this moment, showing the mood that a girl still has.

She also cared about Zijin, and went to investigate the behavior of the regent of Wei.He has a clean family background, devoted himself to defending the country, and has not married a wife yet.

Shuxiang thought, she was very relieved that such a person was with Zijin.

"Go." She said softly, "When you go to Weiguo, remember to tell me, if you have time, I can accompany you."

Zijin covered his face and laughed when he heard haha, and said angrily, "If Sister-in-law Huang really accompanied me, Brother Huang will definitely kill me."

According to Cheng Zijiang's personality, how could it be possible for Shuxiang to leave his sight?
As expected of Zijin's personal maid, Xiaoxue just had the palanquin carried by the palace servants, and Zijin sat on a delicate stool with her support.

The veil floated, Shuxiang got up, stood in the pavilion and looked at Zijin lazily propping his forehead with his hands, looking really tired.

The smile on Shuxiang's face gradually disappeared, but her brows were tightly knit together.

She seemed to have heard Zijiang mention to her that Zijin was injured four years ago and returned beyond recognition. The imperial doctor could not make Zijin fully recover, so she came up with an idea to send Zijin to worship under the name of the head of the Liuli Sect. Get swordsmanship.

On the one hand, it can exercise the body and expel the stale air in the body.On the other hand, it is impossible for the suzerain to look at his disciple disfigured and still think of a way to save him.

When Zijin returned to the palace after becoming an adult, he still communicated with the suzerain.But a month ago, according to Cheng Zijiang, Zijin seemed to have received a letter from the suzerain.

It is said that you should be careful recently, if you get any injuries, the previous scars will return to their original appearance.

At the same time, Zijin has been very sleepy recently, so naturally she also has the side effects of the medication she used back then.

Shuxiang frowned, but her heart felt more and more distressed about Kai Zijin.

……

Cheng Zijiang was correcting the memorial in the study. His father had been distracted recently, and he had already intentionally abdicated and let the crown prince ascend the throne, so that he could spend a leisurely time.

So all the memorials presented in the court were sent to the East Palace, and Cheng Zijiang was the one who corrected them.

Shuxiang stood at the door of the study, behind him was a tree of crabapple flowers. A gust of evening wind blew by, and the flowers rained down and swayed.

She sighed, not knowing whether to go in or not.

Maybe I can go in and talk about it later, it's not a big deal after all.It's just that she is willing to share some things with him, because there is no one in this huge palace for her to confide in.

Scholar thought for a while that he was busy at the moment, so she turned around and wanted to chat with him while eating.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she heard the sound of opening the door behind her, the palace man saluted modestly like a scholar, made a gesture of invitation, and then said to her in a warm voice: "Prince Princess, the prince welcomes you. "

Scholar was startled, went in and bypassed the curtain, and saw Cheng Zijiang sitting in front of the desk, holding the straight correction memorial written by Lang Hao, looking very serious.

"Standing at the door for so long, why don't you want to come in to accompany me?" Cheng Zijiang put down his pen, put the memorial away slowly, and then raised his head to look at Shuxiang.

There is a warm smile in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)