She understands Junlin. If nothing happens in the Prince's Mansion, she cannot leave the two watchdogs alone.
There must be something going on in Junlin, so the Prince's Mansion has no time to take care of these small things.
Facts have proven that the wild guess was true.
Luo San expressed great appreciation for the princess's exquisite heart.
He quickly replied, "There is indeed something wrong with the Seventh Prince. His Highness has fallen into a deep sleep since last night and has not woken up until now."
Ni Tian's heart skipped a beat. He was injured in the battle with Cang Lan yesterday.
Is his deep sleep related to his injury?
"What is East Furong?" Ni Tian asked casually, with a slight coldness between his brows.
"Dong Furong?" Luo San's heart skipped a beat. He knew that this little princess had a delicate mind, and it would be impossible to hide it even if she wanted to. It would be best to do something quickly.
So Luo San, while walking hurriedly behind Ni Tian, told her everything that happened in the past two days.
It turns out that since Ni Tian left, His Highness the Prince's greatest hobby is to stand on the tower of the imperial capital and look into the distance, waiting for Ni Tian to come back.
Two days ago, the Holy Lady of Fuyao Holy Land visited the Kaleng Imperial Capital with a group of entourage. When entering the city, the wind blew her long hair high in the air. The Holy Lady raised her head to straighten her hair. In an instant,
I saw the demonic red man on the tower.
The saint was so gorgeous and breathtakingly beautiful that she fell in love with this handsome man dressed in red at first sight.
Then, the saint met the seventh prince of Junlin at the palace banquet that night. The saint was immediately shocked and expressed her love to the prince in public, ignoring Queen Candia's shit-green face.
The saint's actions of daring to love and hate were unanimously praised by Kao's courtiers present.
When Ni Tian heard this, his face instantly darkened. The little steel teeth were grinding so beautifully that Luo San, who followed him behind, swallowed his saliva in fright.
Luo San suddenly felt that those ministers who encouraged the seventh prince of Junlin to accept this holy lady might be in trouble.
But the folk customs of their Kaa are so strong. Men and women who express love in the street will not only not be despised by others, but will also gain respect and recognition from others. Most of the people of Kaa believe that those who dare to pursue love
Men and women who pursue their own happiness are brave Kaos people who are worthy of pride!
Ni Tian smiled coldly, his smile looked very sinister, "Give me a list tomorrow."
"What, what?" Luo San stuttered.
"The list of all the courtiers who stand opposite me in the court." Ni Tian raised his hand and patted Luo San on the shoulder. No matter how big his eyes were, he said directly, "I know you can do it."
Luo San twitched the corner of his mouth sadly.
Ni Tian pushed open Jun Lin's door with one hand, stepped in, and said suddenly, "Why don't you say anything anymore? Keep talking."
"Uh, ah?" Luo San couldn't keep up with her jumping thinking, what should he say? Of course, subordinates can only do what the prince and concubine told them, although... I feel sorry for those loyal old ministers.
"You haven't mentioned Dong Furong yet." Ni Tian kindly reminded Butler Luo.
People are not old yet, but their memory is so bad. Seeing the teasing look from the little guy, Butler Luo suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Yes, yes, the princess. Dong Furong, Dong Furong." Luo San gave a quick high-five, "Ah, yes, Dong Furong, ever since the Holy Lady of Fuyao Holy Land went crazy and, ahem, chased our prince,
She runs to our palace almost every day."
"Oh? I run to the palace every day. The seventh prince is quite lucky." He raised his mouth dangerously, and there was an inexplicable sourness in his heart.
Butler Luo understood immediately and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Princess, please don't misunderstand me. His Royal Highness has never received the Holy Lady once. Every time, he impatiently let the little ones rush her away."
.It’s just that after being disturbed by that woman, His Royal Highness stopped going to the tower and locked himself in his room all day long, and even we rarely saw him.”
Ni Tian snorted lightly, thinking that he understood the situation, and his little heart felt a little more comfortable.
While the two were talking in low voices, Ni Tianren had already walked to Jun's clinic. He took a look at his pale face and silently bit his mouth.
His hair color...
Against the odds, he picked up a strand of hair hanging outside the bed.
Red, back to red again? What does this mean? Is it repairing itself? Can it be understood this way?
The heaven-defying hand reached over and touched his hot forehead, then felt his pulse, and frowned in confusion.
The pulse was stable and there were no signs of serious injuries. I thought that this strong body would be fine, but just to be on the safe side, I stretched out my hand to open his mouth and poured in a few bottles of medicine. My movements were not very gentle.
The sleeping beauty could not help but slightly frown her slender eyebrows after being treated so brutally.
A monster is a monster. If he is not around for a few days, he will cause a lot of trouble.
Ni Tian hummed softly, and pinched his face hard. It was as smooth as a piece of nephrite, and it felt really good to the touch.
Luo San's mouth twitched even more when he saw Ni Tian's action.
When Ni Tian turned around, he saw Butler Luo standing behind him, twitching his facial muscles uneasily.
She smiled and looked at him with a look as if she was looking at an old man with dementia, "Master Luo, it seems you haven't finished speaking yet. Why don't you speak again? Continue!"
"Yes, yes? I just mentioned..." Ahem, Luo San glanced at her nervously.
This little devil-like woman was able to "ravage" His Highness like this, and she was even less polite to his mere butler.
"There is a lot of commotion in the palace every day, and the prince doesn't want to see that woman." Ni Tian kindly reminded Butler Luo again, and then sighed helplessly, "Butler, your memory is really long. I'll ask the kitchen for more later.
Why don't you stew some pig brains to make up for it?"
"Pfft..." The man in green and purple outside the door laughed so hard that he almost slipped.
The corners of Butler Luo's mouth twitched even more. He was so nervous. He kept organizing various words, hoping to use the simplest language to describe the ins and outs of the whole thing. He also hoped that this powerful little princess would not misunderstand.
His Highness the Prince's thoughts.
Butler Luo coughed lightly, "Yes! That saintly lady comes to our house every day, but the prince never pays attention to her. This morning, the saintly lady found that the prince was not up. When she asked why, she panicked and searched for several people.
The old imperial doctor came to check your pulse and said that His Highness the Prince is fine. He may have fallen into a deep sleep because of excessive fatigue."
"I don't know where the saint lady heard it from, saying that the sacred flower of Qingyan Temple, Eastern Hibiscus, has miraculous effects after being eaten..."