The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 247

The curtains embroidered with layers of peonies, and the hollow carved bells are hung on the head of the bed, only to be shaken by the wind but no sound can be heard.

There was a woman lying on the couch, her face was getting paler and paler in the white tunic, her hands were tightly clutching the bedding, as if she was having a terrible nightmare.

Zijin, who was awakened by the nightmare, opened his eyes wide, watching the floating curtains and vaguely saw the palace lanterns lit outside.It seemed that it was already night, Zijin propped herself up, her mind was in a mess, she couldn't remember what happened before she went to bed.

His head hurts badly, and his crimson dress on the hanger has been scented by Xiaoxue, and it still has that elegant fragrance.

Zijin got up, opened the curtain, moved his throat that was a little dry from deep sleep, and called Xiaoxue to come in and serve her.

Looking at Zijin's bloodless face, Xiaoxue was startled, how long has it been since the princess has been so haggard?

"How long have I been asleep?" Zijin stood up and raised her hands so that the palace man could help her dress.Xiaoxue took the clothes and there were a few courtiers holding the hem of the skirt with their hands. Hearing Zijin asking this question, the hands who put on the clothes paused.

Pursing his lips, he still said the truth: "It's been three or four hours."

Zijin put down his hands, watched Xiaoxue tie the last hibiscus brocade ribbon, then waved away the extra palace attendants, and then walked to the dressing table alone.

The window has not been changed, and a half moon has faintly appeared in the gray sky. Zijin can see clearly in the mirror, and she guesses: "So it's just nightfall?"

Xiaoxue hung her head by Zijin's side, smiling all over her face, pretending that nothing happened: "Well, His Highness happens to be able to have dinner."

Zijin looked at himself in the mirror as if he didn't hear it, raised his hand to caress his pale face, and smiled with a corner of his mouth: "What's wrong with me? I don't remember when I took a rest."

"This..." Xiaoxue pursed her lips tightly, and her smile suddenly disappeared. Should I tell the princess about this?Xiaoxue didn't know how to speak.

Zijin lowered her hands weakly, observing every subtle expression of Xiaoxue from the mirror, she sighed softly: "Speak."

Xiaoxue immediately knelt down, looked down at the ground, and was so nervous that she couldn't help but speak a little faster: "His Royal Highness already knows that the princess is about Xiao Zi."

Zijin opened his eyes wide, and his whole body froze.

Xiaoxue didn't dare to look up at Zijin's face. She only knew that Zijin told her that this was a secret that only the two of them knew. I learned that she was the only bystander of the incident that year.

Watching how Zijin got deeper and deeper, and finally his body was covered with bruises.

"The side effects of the medicine the suzerain gave the princess caused His Royal Highness to lose control of his emotions. For some reason, the prince came over and called 'Xiao Zi'..." Xiaoxue raised her head and looked at Zijin.

"And then?" Zijin flicked the hairpin, not seeming to care.

However, Xiaoxue knew that the indifference shown by Zijin at this moment was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Xiaoxue continued: "Your Highness looked at the prince and said..."

"What did you say?!" The more he looked like this, the more impatient he seemed, and his hands had unconsciously clenched into fists.

Xiaoxue closed her eyes, and vaguely saw the name that Zijin looked at Cheng Zijiang and called out: "Say...Jiayan..."

Zijin's expression was extremely calm, which seemed extremely unreal. She forced a smile, looked at Xiaoxue and said: "Let's eat, I'm hungry."

"Yes." Xiaoxue stood up, only to realize that she was a little unsteady, but she still had to work hard to finish.

(End of this chapter)