"I'll take a look." Mu Yu said as he walked to the outside, only to see the bedroom door open, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Although Fuyun's nature is sloppy, he is also careful about his highness. He will never leave without closing the door before going out, and now the door is wide open. Apparently someone has come. It seems that there is no need to guess who is coming.

But why did he leave halfway? Thinking of His Royal Highness's remarks, Mu Mu's lips were clear.

If you don't care, why go?

"Well, who is it outside?" Ji asked a little boringly when he heard that he hadn't come back.

Mumu smiled: "Nobody, just a gust of wind, you take a rest, and eat after a while."

Ji nodded and realized that he couldn't see a loud voice when he couldn't see it. Then he lay down slowly, thinking that Mu Yu hadn't asked himself any more, and was relieved immediately. As soon as I was relaxed, I fell asleep without knowing it. Ji Ting woke up again in the afternoon. Besides being weak, she was much better.

"Your Highness is awake, take the medicine quickly." Fuyun said, and brought a bowl of bitter medicine soup.

As soon as Ji Ting opened his eyes, he faced the tribulations on this earth, and suddenly he felt bitter: "I'm fine."

"How could it be all right, drink quickly, let's have a meal." Fuyun urged.

Ji heard that it was not good to take medicine on an empty stomach, but before speaking, Fuyun pulled his elder brother out first: "If you don't eat, then I will let the elder brother feed you."

"... I said no more?" Ji heard a hum, and drank all the medicine bowl. Before she came up, Fuyun quickly stuffed her with a candied fruit, and she chewed subconsciously. Just chew and swallow, it feels better.

"Have a meal, Your Highness." Fuyun said and patted her hands twice. A few maids rushed in with the food and filled the table instantly.

Ji Ting sat down and felt a bit wrong after taking a bite of porridge: "This porridge ..."

"Does it have a weird supplement? Does it taste strange?" Fuyun asked curiously.

Ji listened and swallowed, looking at him with a embarrassed face: "It's not strange, it's ..." It's pure and difficult to drink.

Even if the medicine is added, it shouldn't be like this, right?

"Oh, my brother Mu said that it ’s good medicine, so do n’t make the kitchen too delicious, so that His Royal Highness will not recover too slowly.” Fuyun told her with her explanation.

Ji Ting: "..." Still have such a statement? How did she listen like malicious revenge? After telling her to remember things for a long time, she was not allowed to play with anything. Even if she explained it clearly, she would not let her go easily.

Ji Ting tasted all the dishes on the table, and none of them were delicious. He was even more certain that the belly-black fox that Mu Mu had consciously retaliated. Q: "Your shepherd didn't punish you?"

"What did you punish me for?" Fuyun looked innocent.

Did you punish him? Ji Ting was surprised. According to Mu's urine, even if he played more water for a while, he could be punished. Fuyun, the person who made her hot springs, was not punished?

Ji heard not believe: "Your husband hasn't asked you to do something?"

"Do something ... it's true. He said that His Royal Highness has been too many disasters lately, and told me to kneel in front of the Buddha every day for half an hour, until your body is fine," Fuyun said solemnly. "His Royal Highness, rest assured, Fuyun will definitely help you pray for your blessing, and you will never dare to be negligent."

Ji Ting lovingly looked at the silly child, only to think that the two of them looked like a bitter mother and son.

After eating a bitter meal, Ji Ting felt that his mouth was boring. Fuyun could only feed two candied fruits to help her increase her appetite, but the results were very few.

However, this is just the beginning. Every meal in the next quarter is like this, and the entire Princess Mansion seems to be colluding. No matter who she wants to order, she has a bitter taste of medicine. However, Tuo has been warming up recently, and she recovered quickly. A face was filled with white and red, and her complexion was better than before she was not injured.

But there is no good food, the days are too hard!

After eating a bitter medicated diet again, Ji listened to the salted fish paralyzed on the soft couch, and Fu Yun looked at her distressedly. But even if he was distressed, he didn't dare let her eat anything else, because her husband's medicine was sent to Tianshan to ask for it. Good things could be stored for too short a time, so the princess had to eat them as soon as possible, and no other things could be taken up. Got her belly.

"Your Highness, you will boil for a few more days, after a few days I will take you to roast chicken." Fuyun promised.

Ji heard that the noble and cold words were not rare, but when he heard the words "burning chicken", he swallowed shamefully. After glancing at Fuyun, he suddenly found that he had overlooked one thing: "What about Chu feast? Why haven't you seen him these days? "

"He, he went out to do business ..." Fuyun's eyes suddenly flickered.

Ji Ting's spirit is better, and his brain is also useful. Wen Yan keenly looked at him: "What is more important than my illness, so that he has never seen me once?"

Fu Yunzheng couldn't answer, and scolded Chu Yan in his heart.

After His Highness fainted before, Chu Yan had a fight with Shen Tuchuan. The next day, seeing His Highness was not awake, he went to Shen Tuchuan again. The two had a few fights in a row. He thought that his anger should be gone. He was told about His Highness' amnesia.

I did n’t expect that Ma Yan was beaten. Chu Yan directly moved with Shen Tuchuan. I did n’t know what happened to Shen Tuchuan. At first, he only accepted the call. After he and Chu Yan went to the kitchen, the moves suddenly sharpened . The result of each other's compromise was that both of them were injured, or it was the elder brother who pulled them apart in the past.

Now Chu Yan still has a wound on her face. How dare you come to see the princess ...

Ji heard something, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "Fuyun, do you really tell the truth?"

"Tell me about it, but your highness, don't be angry with Chu Yan, he is also very angry ..." Fuyun murmured softly, watching Ji Ting timidly. When the princess is not angry, he can work hard, but when the princess is angry, he is still scared, more than her brother.

Ji Ting slowed his tone: "If you tell the truth, this palace will not be angry."

Fuyun nodded again and again, telling Chu Yan the fight with Shen Tuchuan. Ji Ting frowned when he heard where both people were injured. "What injuries did you both suffer, is it serious?"

"Chu Yan's face was beaten a few times, and she suffered a lot of punches, but it was not serious." Fuyun shouted.

Ji Ting raised an eyebrow: "So, is Shen Tuchuan very serious?"

"... It doesn't count, just that he doesn't have weapons, Chu Yan moved the knife again, so he accidentally made a stroke on him," Fuyun said quickly, "but not serious! It's really just skin For her trauma, her elder brother has already punished Chu Yan, and he also called his doctor to bandage Shen Tuchuan. It may be better now. "

Ji listened to a headache, and sighed, "What do you want me to say about you ..." Just a small matter of taking a hot spring, and finally made everyone restless, but in the end still complained to her.

"Don't be angry, Chu Yan already knows that he is wrong. After the elder brother talked to him, he has gone to apologize to Shen Tuchuan." Fuyun flattered and smiled.

This boy has a good relationship with Chu Yan, and a group of people hate Shen Tuchuan. She suspects that they are reporting false military information and wants to go and see Shen Tuchuan in person. But after thinking about it for a while, he and Shen Tuchuan were already a little bit confused. If he went to see him personally at this time, I would probably have a lot of rumors.

After thinking about it, Ji Ting nodded patiently: "Since that is the case, then this matter is okay, but if the impulse in the future, the palace will punish him personally."

"Chu Yan would never dare! Thank you, Your Highness!" Although Fuyun always did not deal with Chu Yan, he heard what he was forgiven for, and immediately rejoiced.

Ji heard a slight hum and didn't talk to him about it.

It was just that although he was not talking, he always remembered that he had filled Shen Tuchuan's brain into various small oppressive packets under the fence. Until night, Ji Ting still got up from bed.

It ’s really uneasy not to look at it. In case Fuyun had something wrong with their men's match, then her mission would not be successful.

Ji listened to himself like this, put on his clothes and sneaked to Shen Tuchuan while night.

The night was dark, and apparently there were no people. Occasionally, a girl-in-law passed by, and Ji Ting was able to hide with her hands and feet. She went to Shen Tuchuan's other hospital in an astonishment.

When he entered, she hesitated a little, worrying that she would be abrupt and might misunderstand him. Just as she was tangled, she suddenly heard a noise in the courtyard, and she hurriedly walked in to see Shen Tuchuan standing in the moonlight, looking at the peach trees in the courtyard coldly.

... This is a night owl, and he hasn't slept a few times.

When Ji heard a slight movement, Shen Tuchuan looked over and saw her fingertips move, so she asked lightly: "His Royal Highness, is there something to find the grassroots?"

"It's okay ..." Ji Ting walked in awkwardly and sat down at his stone table. "These Japanese palaces have been healing, so many things are not clear. Today I heard Fuyun say Chu Chu fights with you. Now, come here to see you. "

Shen Tuchuan stared at her, thinking of the words she said to Mu Yu a few days ago, her eyes gradually condensed: "Thank Your Highness for your concern, the grassroots are fine."

"How can it be all right? Listen to Fuyun, you are all injured, can you show the wounds to this palace?" Ji Ting was worried that the fake did not give him the best medicine for the wound, and the man died to face his pain.

Shen Tuchuan moved slightly: "His Highness is worried about the grassroots?"

"That's natural ..." Ji answered it without thinking, but felt a bit inappropriate after speaking, and immediately smiled with grace. "Chu Yan's ignorance hurt you. This palace is naturally worried, for fear that Shen Tugongzi will blame him. And I'm afraid that my princess' house will be inadequately entertained, and the son will resent it. "

... It was originally for the feast of the Chu, Shen Tuchuan looked down, and replied lightly: "His Royal Highness does not have to worry. His Highness Chu will also conflict with the Caomin when he is also in the heart. . "

"It's good if you don't have resentment ... I feel guilty in this palace. You should let this palace look at the wound." Ji Ting couldn't see his injury tonight and felt that he was going to sleep badly.

Shen Tuchuan looked at her for a moment in silence: "His Royal Highness really want to see?"

"Convenient?" Ji Ting took a step forward.

Shen Tuchuan looked down, his eyes dropped: "I'm afraid it's not convenient."

Ji Ting followed his eyes and saw his belly three inches down. He couldn't help but be shocked: "Chu Yan gave you a choke?"

"... His Royal Highness is worrying, Chu Gongzi's time is not there yet." Shen Tuchuan's forehead jumped, not knowing how she thought of it.

Ji Ting was relieved a lot at once: "That's good, then good."

"If Your Highness does not dislike it, let's go into the house with Caomin to see it." Shen Tuchuan said lightly.

Ji Ting hesitated: "Why not watch in the yard?" This man who is alone in the middle of the night and widow, what if he falls in love with himself?

"Because Cao Min was afraid that as soon as he unbuttoned his shirt, a group of people would rush in." Shen Tuchuan turned away, obviously remembering the unpleasant experience that day.

Ji heard it instantly, and immediately agreed, so he followed him to the room.

Entering the room, Ji Ting found that Mu Yu really did not have a deduction for menswear. Although the yard is relatively remote and deserted, there are everything in the room, and everything you can see is excellent, even the cakes on the table ... Well, pastry.

Cooing.

Shen Tuchuan, who was undressing, looked up, and frowned doubtfully: "What a voice."

"Nothing." Ji Ting restrained his turbulent saliva and shook his head seriously.

Shen Tuchuan glanced at her, spreading her belt, and the stab wound on her left waist was immediately revealed. It seems Fuyun had said it well before, his wound has recovered almost, and it was obviously raised with the best medicine.

"You can rest assured that this palace is okay." Ji heard a mouthful of water after she heard that, and she was still a little embarrassed in front of Shen Tuchuan.

Shen Tuchuan saw it this time, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "His Highness?"

"... I like it." How could she not like such a delicious cake.

Shen Tuchuan didn't know why he asked such a sentence, and his face was a bit ugly at first, but after hearing her answer, her heart chord became uncontrolled a little.

He realized his change, his mind was a little shaken, and he did not dare to think about what it meant.

When Ji heard that he liked it, he waited for him to open the cake and give it to himself, then pushed back falsely, and then left with the plate. She thought about how to refuse, and how to accept it, but Shen Tuchuan was slow to speak.

In desperation, she could only hint again: "I actually ate it before I came here today, but I don't know why at this moment, and suddenly I was hungry again."

... is she saying she's pretty? Shen Tuchuan didn't know why. When being teased by a woman like this, not only was she not angry, but she suddenly remembered her dazzling white in the moonlight that day.

"Sheng Tu, son?" Ji Ting tentatively took a step forward, thinking how this man stayed so much. She shouldn't have been euphemistic just now. He couldn't call the police if he took the pastry away.

As soon as she approached, the faint scent in the dream now lingering on the tip of her nose, Shen Tuchuan's heart vibrated fiercely, her lips moved back a step, and opened a gap with Ji Ting again.

He lowered his face coldly, and said stiffly, "Have Her Royal Highness honor her."

"..." What did she do not take herself seriously? Ji listened a little bit angry and wanted to turn her head away, but she has eaten something unpalatable for several days, and since eating last time on the carriage, she has n’t eaten pastry again. Can't walk.

Ji Ting felt that she was a little bit hard to ride a tiger. When she was extremely anxious, something suddenly surged in her nose. She covered it subconsciously, and then saw the blood on her hand.

"His Royal Highness!" Shen Tuchuan Ningmei stepped forward, took out a square scarf and covered her nose, for some reason it was subtle.

Does she like herself so much?

Shen Tuchuan pulled her to the basin and whispered, "Look up."

"... Oh." Ji Tingduo raised his head stupidly, then felt a cold on his forehead.

Shen Tuchuan wet the water with his hands and patted her on the head.

After repeating this a few times, he gave her a new kerchief, and to throw it away with blood, Ji Ting hurriedly stopped: "Give me this thing."

"What does His Highness keep?" Shen Tuchuan asked, closing his mouth suddenly ... because it was his, should he keep it?

The next second season broke his illusion: "Don't mention it, I have been supplementing my body with it in recent days, and it has been too much, or I will not have a nosebleed, I must keep the evidence for him and call him Know that I don't have to make it up again. "

"..."

Ji heard a glance at him when he heard it, and suddenly felt that the nosebleeds were flowing in front of him, and there seemed to be nothing to deal with. He sighed immediately: "Shen Tu, son, the palace said straight away, these Japanese palaces eat It ’s all medicated, or it ’s deliberately made unpalatable. It does n’t have much taste in your mouth. Can you give me that pastry? ”

Shen Tuchuan Yiyi: "What pastry?"

"Ah, didn't you just ask me if you like it?" Ji Ting went to the table and sat down. He picked up a cake and put it in his mouth. The soft and glutinous texture made her squint comfortably, and a piece of cake made her belly. Only then did he have the time to talk to him, "Since you asked, you should give it to me, right? In this case, I'm welcome."

With that said, she was sitting at the table intently eating pastry, and she could no longer tolerate anything else.

Shen Tuchuan, who had missed a big meeting: "..."

The author has something to say: Bian Chuan Er: She cares so much about my nosebleeds against me and even my scarf, she must have loved me.

Ji Ting: ... Can you not think of what you think? And ... Pastry gives me a 2K novel reading network