Sick Prince Rescue Plan

That night, Ling Fei really slept in the emperor's palace.

When the news reached the harem, Concubine Shu smashed her favorite set of gold-painted tea sets to pieces!

The next morning, the concubine Ling went out of the emperor's bedroom and returned to his palace.

Because of the cat, the harem disappeared for a few days, and the concubine Ling was suppressed.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when King Ruyang was buried. Xiao Jinshao chose a geomantic place on the outskirts of the capital, and after reporting it to the emperor, the emperor ordered the burial directly without building a mausoleum. They are great grace.

The crown prince personally watched the burial of the coffin and stood in front of the tomb. He looked around, and there were only a few people who did not come to see off.

He reached out to take the basket in Qingyuan's hand, squatted on the ground, grabbed a large amount of paper money, and put it in the brazier.

He whispered: "Uncle emperor, uncle emperor, in your life, you have been glorious and desolate, and finally you can be buried in a beautiful cemetery. It is also considered complete. When you reincarnate, you can keep your eyes open. In the next life, Don't be reborn in the emperor's house anymore."

Speaking of the back, his tone fell down, and with a wry smile, the flames in the brazier jumped up suddenly, sweeping away the paper money in an instant.

He got up and patted the ashes on his robe, then turned and said, "Let's go."

As a result, just two steps later, there was a thunder, and the rain fell off unexpectedly.

Qingyuan said anxiously: "This...we didn't bring an umbrella when we went out, Your Highness, why don't you go to the cave to avoid it?"

Xiao Jinshao raised his head and reached out to receive a few drops of rain, and the feeling of coldness spread to his spine along the palm of his hand, "Let's go, it's not rainy, it's OK."

"How's it all right? What should I do if I catch a cold after an autumn rain and another cold?"

A familiar voice came from the end of the small road. Xiao Jinshao turned his head to look around, and saw Jun Yuwan wearing a blue robe, wearing a white cloak outside, holding an oiled paper umbrella painted with green bamboo, standing not far away.

He couldn't tell how he felt at that moment, anyway, when he recovered, he was already standing under Jun Yuwan's umbrella.

He looked at Jun Yuwan with scorching eyes: "Why are you here? How long have you been here?"

Jun Yuwan glanced at his clothes, not too wet.

"I just came, originally I was watching the parrot training Ping Ping on the corridor of the mansion. Seeing the sky was overcast, I remembered that you didn't bring an umbrella, so I just came to have a look. It was not too late."

Xiao Jinshao's heavy heart was swept away and became warm. He softened his eyebrows and said softly, "Well, it's not too late."

Jun Yuwan patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, get on the carriage, and you can get on the carriage too—"

Jun Yuwan greeted the servants behind.

She drove several carriages with people this time, and she was more than enough to pretend to be these people.

"Thank you, Lord Guo!"

...

When he returned to the house, Jun Yuwan asked the kitchen to boil a bowl of **** soup and sent it, watching Xiao Jinshao drink it, and then relieved.

The two sat side by side on the railing under the corridor, and Jun Yuwan said: "Your Highness, tomorrow my father and my second brother will leave for Annan."

Xiao Jinshao was taken aback: "So fast?"

Jun Yuwan shook his head: "It's not too fast, plus the month in Luoyue City, it's been a long time, it's time to go back, otherwise our current sage, I am afraid that we will have some ideas again."

Xiao Jinshao sneered: "Yes, what about you?"

Jun Yuwan looked at him puzzled: "Me?"