It was just when I was writing that I heard Jin Rong's trembling voice outside, "Prince Gong, why are you back so early?"
Jinrong bit the word "Prince Gong" very hard. Luo'er was impatient for a moment, and the brush fell on the rice paper, rendering a large ink stain. Luo'er looked around, and finally hid on his screen.
later.
"Prince Gong's illness has recurred. Please help him get him down quickly. I'll go find the imperial doctor." The old eunuch in charge ordered a few maids and Jinrong to carry him in, and then left in a hurry.
"You all get off, ahem..." The man on the bed looked at the servants in front of him with a pale expression, "I just want to be alone for a while."
The maids followed the order and walked out. Jin Rong couldn't help but look around for a long time before walking out of the tent. He didn't see Luo'er's figure. He thought she had followed the group of maids out, so he touched his ears and went to watch again.
Luo'er carefully exposed half of his head and looked at how sick Prince Gong was. Strangely enough, after these people left, Prince Gong seemed to be a different person. He stood up straight away and even fell down.
Rinse your mouth with a cup of tea.
Doesn't it mean that he is already terminally ill and suffering from typhoid fever? Luo'er thought in confusion.
"Ahem..." Prince Gong coughed twice again. He just stood and drank a sip of tea, and then coughed again deliberately.
Hu Yue lazily walked to his desk and yawned. He was really fed up with those useless brothers. They only indulged in wine and sex every day, even the palace maid who poured tea.
I could have persisted until the banquet was over, but I really couldn't stand the promiscuous behavior of these princes, so I took advantage of my illness and left the banquet.
Even the palace maid was not spared. He suddenly thought of that cute and charming girl. Today she was wearing a pink little coat and her smile was as bright as March. She hadn't seen her for a year, and she seemed to be even more beautiful and charming.
He thought for a moment, then shook his head mockingly, turned around and sat down. There was still some unfinished writing on the table that he had written in the morning. He was about to pick up a pen to finish it, but found that someone had already picked up a pen to complete it.
It seems that he was in a hurry, otherwise the wet brush would have been carelessly dropped on the rice paper.
"Hello, Concubine Hui." Just as he was hesitating, the guard outside the door greeted him respectfully. Hu Yue thought about it and coughed twice pretending to be uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" Concubine Hui walked in anxiously.
"You're pretending to be too fake." Hu Yue looked at his mother teasingly, his beautiful eyes full of teasing.
"You are better at teasing women than your father." Concubine Hui looked at her son dotingly, and her eyes fell on the desk in front of him.
"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see Nanshan Mountain." Concubine Hui said with a little surprise, "Why do you have such thoughts?"
"It was just a momentary feeling. You came today under the pretext of visiting a patient. Didn't you make others suspicious?" Hu Yue just said it lightly.
"Well, after listening to my son's words, of course I didn't let others notice." Concubine Hui said with a hint of pride. Over the years, what made her most proud was not her own identity, but this smart and precocious son.
"That's good. I got news from the prince today. It's said that the prince and his party have arranged the palace tightly and are just waiting for the emperor to come back to stage a game of catching turtles in an urn."