Chapter 47 Feed Him Medicine

The sun, moon and stars are flowing, and three days have passed unconsciously.

During this period, Shangguan Zixuan was treating Zhao Ling every day, but Murong Xun did not know how to face Shangguan Zixuan. The person he liked was dead, but he occupied the body of the person he liked. She didn't go to see Shangguan Zixuan, and she didn't go to see Zhao Ling again these three days, but every time she went to ask Yan Yu to inquire about the situation, she just told her.

In this regard, Yan Yu had a little complaint. "Anyway, the king of Qin is the young lady's husband. How can the young lady be so cruel that she doesn't even bother to look at it!" After a pause, he persuaded bitterly, "I look at my aunt's personal maid, with clear eyebrows and care about my aunt's injury. Sister, don't ask others to take advantage of it!"

In this regard, Murong Xun always smiled faintly.

What she wants is just the identity of Princess Qin, not Zhao Ling's heart. Since she can't give him heart, how can she organize other women to give her heart to him?

The days in the Qin Palace are also leisurely. There are no side concubines in the Qin Palace, so no one else comes to disturb you on weekdays. Murong Xun is quiet and not happy, and he is also satisfied with the current situation.

This day, the sun is just right. The Zhijia on the burnt tree in the continuous Liyang is also called powerless. Murong Xun leaned against a noble concubine's chair under the shade to enjoy the cool. The slight hot wind and waves came one after another, and the green silk on her shoulder slowly danced with the gauze skirt on her body.

"Miss, the King of Qin is awake!"

Murong Xun opened his eyes shallowly, with a faint expression of Yingge standing beside him, and on the other side was a fan with a happy swallow.

"Miss, are you going to the Qingyue Pavilion?" Yan Yu asked with a smile.

Murong Xun gently pressed his eyebrows. The newlywed husband wanted to have a look and nodded.

Yan Yu thought he took a breath and said happily, "I'm going to arrange it immediately!"

Outside the Qingyue Pavilion, there were several bodyguards standing. When they saw Murong Xun, they just nodded. Murong Xun pushed the door and entered the dormitory. He saw that Zhao Ling had woken up, wearing a middle coat and sitting next to the window. He didn't tie his hair, and all three thousand green threads were leaked on his white shirt, like a painting. His face is still a little haggard, but it does not damage his jade tree in the wind.

Looking at Murong Xun's figure, there was a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth, but the corners of his eyes were like ice and snow that could not be opened. There was no unexpected expression. He waved to Murong Xun, "Come here!"

Murong Xun walked in a few steps. Today, she was still wearing a simple white dress without any decoration on it. The ink hair like a crow feather was fixed by a unique white jade hairpin. A few wisps of green silk slipped from the hairpiece and hung down to her cheeks, with a little more flexible meaning.

The eyebrows are painted, and it is as cold as white plums.

Zhao Ling smiled and said, "I know you have always been happy, but this big marriage is only three days, and it's too plain!"

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling faintly, "If the prince doesn't like it, just change my body!"

Zhao Ling laughed and thought that it had touched the wound. He frowned slightly and said, "The princess's heavy makeup is always appropriate. Anyway, I like it!" He smiled like the delicate sun in March, but in any case, he could not hide a trace of joke in his eyes.

Murong Xun took over the white jade medicine bowl in the hand of Ziyue standing beside him, "I'll do it!"

Ziyue staggered slightly and said, "The princess wants to do these things, and the prince is also used to the service of the maidservant. Let the maidservant come!"

Murong Xun raised his eyes and glanced at Ziyue faintly. He said in a light but unquestionable tone, "Always get used to it!" But I don't know whether it was for myself or Zhao Ling.

"Purple Moon, you go down first! The princess can wait for me to drink medicine!" Zhao Ling said lightly.

"Yes!" Ziyue lowered her eyes and retreated, and a trace of disappointment flashed between her eyebrows.

Bai Yu's pills were filled with reddish brown potions. The pungent smell of medicine filled Murong Xun's nose. She frowned. It should be very bitter... She looked up at Zhao Ling with a joking smile. Murong Xun said with a straight face, "Do you want candied?"

Zhao Ling's face twitched. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Actually, I'm not so afraid of suffering!"

Murong Xun nodded, "Okay, you drink it!" With that, he handed the medicine bowl to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling frowned and looked at the medicine bowl in front of him, which was shaking the russet medicine. After waiting for a moment, he looked at Murong Xun's cold face and asked, "How do you drink it?"

Murong Xun said as he should, "Use a spoon!" After a pause, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Ling, "Don't you want me to feed you?"

Zhao Ling pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled. He also raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xun, with a little smile in his deep pool-like eyes, "Isn't this what the princess should do?"

Murong Xun lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. She has always been light-going. In addition to serving her father's medicine when she was young in her previous life, even Zhao Che has never personally served him to take medicine, not to mention being a killer in this life. How gentle? A spoonful of medicine was handed to Zhao Ling's lips, and Murong Xun said stiffly, "Drink it!"

Zhao Ling opened her mouth with a satisfied smile, but after taking a sip, she frowned and looked at Murong Xun unsatisfiedly, "It's hot!"

Murong Xun sighed, put the medicine on his lips and blew it, and then handed it to Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling opened his mouth and took a sip gently. He frowned and said, "It's still hot!"

Murong Xun's eyebrows frowned deeper. She took back the spoon and gently tasted the medicine. Suddenly, the bitterness swept the tip of her tongue. Her face wrinkled together and looked at Zhao Ling doubtfully, "It's okay!"

Seeing the joking in Zhao Ling's eyes, Murong Xun broke the angry medicine bowl and put it on Zhao Ling's hand. "If the prince feels that my concubine is not good, just ask Ziyue to come in and serve!"

Zhao Ling hurriedly took Murong Xun's hand and said with a light joke, "Are you angry?"

Murong Xun pulled his hand but didn't pull it back. He held it. A smile appeared on his face, and a little coldness appeared between his eyebrows. "How dare I be angry with the prince!"

The wind blew, and the semi-open window made a gurgling sound. Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun's face and suddenly laughed. He sat down but did not let go of Murong Xun's hand. "You woman can't make a joke at all. It's really boring and boring!"

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling's increasingly bright smiling face coldly. He looked over the window and turned to a begonia tree in the yard outside the window. He knew that the sound was very loud, but the sun was dazzling and tight. "The prince was so lively as soon as he woke up. I'm afraid that the injury was not the same. The rumor is serious!"

Zhao Ling's hand tightened, but the smile on his face gradually condensed. "The princess is absolutely right! I was injured to cover my eyes and ears!"

Murong Xun smiled and said, "When I think about it, the prince has just won a great victory and returned to the court. Both the prestige of the military and the people is prosperous. He even makes lyrics and songs for the prince. His merit is bound to shock the master. If all the injured things are handed over all over the military power in his hands, it is to follow your majesty's will and avoid Youyou. Everyone said that Your Majesty's birds are hiding!"

Zhao Ling's eyes became more and more inquiring, but the smile on his face had not been reduced. He smiled and said, "Women and men who are too smart often don't like it!"

Murong Xun held his bun and glanced at Zhao Ling coldly, with a shallow smile on his lips, "Really?"

After a pause, Zhao Ling restrained his smile and said, "Do you want to replace my coat?"

Murong Xun frowned and asked, "Is the prince going out?"

Zhao Ling gently knocked on Murong Xun's head, "Have you forgotten what day it is today?"

Murong Xun thought about it. Isn't today the day to go back to the door? She glanced at Zhao Ling and turned her eyes slightly. "It's good for me to go back by myself. The prince just woke up and should have more rest!"

Zhao Ling sighed, "There is a new daughter-in-law who comes back alone. Go and get my clothes!"

Murong Xun found a purple suit and changed it with Zhao Ling. The two cleaned up and went to the Prime Minister's Mansion. On the carriage, Murong Xun was a little absent-minded. Since she had never really paid attention to this marriage, how could she care about this little courtesy? I'm very curious about Zhao Ling's attitude towards this marriage. It's better to find an opportunity to talk to him clearly.

When he arrived at the prime minister's house, the housekeeper came to greet him, but he was a little surprised by the arrival of Murong Xun and Zhao Ling. He only frowned and asked, "Why did the young lady come back?"

Murong Xun looked at the housekeeper's face with a little depression and asked, "But what happened in the house?"

The housekeeper sighed and said, "What has happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion recently? The second young master was imprisoned, the third aunt committed suicide, and the third lady eloped with others. Now, the prime minister is at peace with his wife, but it is also for the second young master's business!"

Murong Xun raised his eyebrows gently and said lightly, "Oh? What happened in the past three days?

The housekeeper frowned and thought about it, and then said, "The villain doesn't care about this matter. Let's ask the Prime Minister. There have been so many things in the house recently. Although the Prime Minister doesn't say anything, he has a bad heart after all! When Miss comes back this time, let's spend more time with the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister will be in the flower hall at this moment!" With that, the two of them received the flower hall.

The red gauze tent swings with the breeze. In this one piece, you can see Murong Hua walking alone in front of a pine bonsai in the flower hall, but the straight back of the past is getting more and more stooped.

"Father!" Murong Xun took a few steps behind Murong Hua.

"Here you are!" Murong Hua turned around and said, when she saw Zhao Ling, she bent down and said, "I've seen the King of Qin!"

Zhao Ling helped Murong Hua and said with a smile, "Today, I accompanied the princess back home. I should have seen my father-in-law!"

Murong Hua's expression was serious and said seriously, "There is a country first, and then there is a family. After the subordinate salutes the prince, it is a private salute!"

Zhao Ling smiled faintly, "It's okay!" He took Murong Xun to the side and sat down. He said, "Father-in-law, please sit down!" He paused, "I just saw that my father-in-law seemed to be sad. Isn't it for the matter of the second son?"