Chapter 215 Disaster (1)

"Your Highness, I have a sore waist." Can you change your position? If you keep hugging her in this position, my foundation is not as strong as yours, and my small body can't support it.

Since Mu Xiyao woke up, she hadn't checked her injuries yet, but now she was comforted by Zong Zhenglin for a while, and with her spiritual attention, she was throbbing in pain, what the hell was going on.

"Your Highness, I can't lift my arm because of the pain. You can help me, I want to see it."

Except for that crazy woman Zong Zhengying, Mu Xiyao had never suffered such a crime except when she first passed through. This time Liang Zi was as big as the sky.

"I can't move. The imperial doctor said that she will have to take care of her for a few days. Is Jiaojiao hungry?" Zong Zhenglin laid her flat on the couch, and deliberately changed the subject, not asking her to delve into it.

"But my concubine also hurts from the root of her ear to her chin, so painful that she can't eat." Mu Xiyao used her intact left hand to hook the hem of his shirt, and tilted her small head to the left, signaling to Zong Zhenglin that her cheek was also suffering from pain.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes darkened, and he slowly turned the wrench while holding the finger. "How about porridge?"

"Hello, Your Highness?" Mu Xiyao looked lazy, holding his little finger with her small hand and shaking it gently, her eyes were full of smiles.

The attendants of Dan Ruoyuan had already been stopped by His Highness outside the Nuan Pavilion for most of the day. Now that you time has passed, I am as anxious as ants on a hot pot, so I listen to the servants from the inside to serve.

Nanny Zhao stopped Mo Lan who was about to rush into the room, pointed to her reddened eyes, and called Hui Lan, who was also as ugly as her, to wait outside, only took Ruo Lan to relax, and lifted the curtain. The masters must be feeling uncomfortable right now, and they need to be more cautious when serving.

Mo Lan's face was full of pain. Looking at the falling curtain, tears flowed out again unconsciously. Her master has always been so strong, how could he bear such a blow this time.

Mother Zhao thought that the room would be silent and stagnant after this happened, but she walked around Jinping, and saw Master Yao resting his head on His Highness's lap, with his head raised and his mouth pouted, pulling His Highness's cuff, Shouting to take a bath and change clothes.

And His Highness's expression didn't seem to have changed, he was stroking Master Yao's hair with his hands up and down, and he was coaxing people to eat first and stop being mischievous.

Zhao Nanny was overjoyed, she couldn't guess that the situation between the two of them was like this. Not only did His Highness not alienate his master, but he became a little gentler. The heart that had been hanging for a long time was finally at ease.

"Prepare glutinous rice porridge."

"No white porridge, my concubine wants preserved egg and lean meat porridge." Mu Xiyao stopped Zong Zhenglin to order, and ordered what she liked according to her temperament.

Mother Zhao was in a dilemma, "Master, the preserved eggs are colored, which is not good..." The words came to an abrupt end.

Zong Zhenglin glanced at her, took a deep look at her, and turned his head and spoke to Mu Xiyao in a soft voice. It seemed easy to talk, but in fact he refuted her meaning. "Preserved eggs have washed away their medicinal properties, so they should not be eaten for the first few days."

Mu Xiyao's eyes were bright, she looked at Zong Zhenglin's focused gaze above her head, and obediently nodded in response.

That's how it is... No wonder this man diverted her attention over and over again, and suppressed his anger not to settle with her. The Sixth Highness's restraint is really not a good thing to hope for in vain.

It's just that the price seems a bit high...

As soon as Nanny Zhao withdrew, she was pulled aside by Mo Lan, anxiously hoping to find out the news from her.

"How is the master? You are crying so hard? Your Highness, is there... is there..." The word disgust could not be uttered.

"What's the rush, Your Highness still has orders, follow me."

Taking Mo Lan to the small kitchen, Mother Zhao couldn't bear her impatience, so she finally explained clearly to her in a low voice on the way.

"Master is in good spirits. He hasn't cried at all. His Highness must have kept the news from him." Just now, she almost slipped her tongue, but His Highness gave her a stern warning, and then she suddenly understood that the peace at this moment was just an appearance.

"Fortunately, His Highness's attitude is closer than before, and he is very worried about the master. Even if there are difficulties in the future, as long as His Highness is more sympathetic, except for his complexion, life will be fine."

Zhao Nanny was most moved by the fact that His Highness never saw the slightest dislike, and could patiently appease the master even when he was seriously injured and had no color.

"Your Highness, can you really not mind? Even if you can miss the old love for a while, what about later? If you change your appearance halfway, then master..." How can you bear it? Mo Lan's brows were deeply furrowed, and she was startled and frightened when she heard Mammy's words.

"I can't manage so much now. Just focus on the present." Mother Zhao sighed.

This is in the prince's backyard, even if the face is not hurt, it may not last for a long time, right? His Highness is also a man, who can guarantee that there will be no time to like the new and dislike the old.

Mu Xiyao couldn't understand the two people's worries, and now this woman is puffing her cheeks and complaining to Zong Zhenglin.

"Your Highness, that whip hurts my concubine. What about Zong Zhengying? Did he get punished by the emperor?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but Zong Zhenglin's face becomes extremely ugly when he mentions it. Wanting to get angry but also thinking that she was seriously injured, he didn't want her to suffer any more, held his breath and refused to let it out, just turned his head and looked outside the tent, and told her about Zong Zhengying's confinement.

Mu Xiyao saw that he was fine just now, but now she turned cold and didn't look at anyone, and when she rolled her eyes, she realized that she must be angry with her.

She was wrong in this matter, although she was also wronged.

"Your Highness, are you angry with my concubine?" Mu Xiyao probed in a low voice, poking his thigh with her index finger.

Zong Zhenglin wished he could beat her up, and asked the question knowingly. If it wasn't for pity for her suffering, Mu Xiyao would not be able to escape punishment no matter what.

Seeing that Zong Zhenglin continued to ignore her with a stern face, Mu Xiyao pursed her mouth and cried out extremely aggrieved.

"I had a great time fighting Zong Zhengying on the horse. I didn't realize at the time that I lost my whip. I didn't wake up until I got closer, but I can't avoid it because I don't have time..."

Grandma's, at that time the jade pendant was so hot that she even wanted to curse. It's a pity that I can't do what I want.

In the final analysis, Zong Zhenglin was to blame for this matter. If he hadn't told Wei Zhen to lead Chenfu away, would she have disarmed in advance and confronted people with her bare hands?

"Your Highness, you asked Commander Wei to accept the concubine's horsewhip..." Seeing Zong Zhenglin suddenly look back, looking like a cannibal, Mu Xiyao trembled and muttered dissatisfaction.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes tightened, and she lost control after being teased by her.

"With a whip in your hand, you dare to lean on it, don't you?"

The man's handsome face was dark, his sword eyebrows were deeply frowned, and his eyes were full of anger.

Mu Xiyao knew something was wrong, this reason not only did not help her get rid of the crime, but on the contrary aroused Zong Zhenglin's fury, this anger had to be dispelled immediately.

If the prediction is correct, in the next half month, I will have to rely on the boss to support me. One can't let her go away in anger, one has to coax her back.

"Your Highness, you are scaring this concubine. I am so afraid that my forehead hurts, my hands hurt, my face hurts, and there is no place in my body that doesn't hurt." Mu Xiyao covered her eyes with her left hand, and looked at Zong secretly through her fingers. Zheng Lin's expression.

Just relying on your joy and being reluctant to part with a concubine, the concubine will still be arrogant and arrogant, which is not kind.

"You!" Zong Zhenglin's expression changed frequently, and Mu Xiyao's coquettish "Ouch" kept ringing in his ears, knowing that she was probably doing something wrong, but he was still worried after all. Lifting her up and hugging her in front of his chest, Zong Zhenglin put on a livid face, stroked her back, and opened his mouth stiffly.

"Can I call the imperial physician?"

Zong Zhenglin was not sure what the little girl was so delicate.

Mu Xiyao's beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, she took her hand away instantly and put on a smile.

"No matter how uncomfortable it is, the concubine won't be in pain if His Highness loves her." She raised her neck, pouted her lips, and closed her eyes tremblingly, waiting for Zong Zhenglin to get closer.

Zongzheng Lin's eyebrows twitched. It was the first time he saw her take the initiative to invite a kiss, and the words in his ears were so soft to the bottom of his heart. He looked at her for a long time, until Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered faster and faster, and finally let out a long sigh like discouraged. With a voice, he bent down as she wished.

If I encounter this disaster in this life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be clean.