C13 Qingfeng's worry

Qing Feng stood at the door and looked at Jun Mohan while he shook his head, he then gave a long sigh, it was over, it was all over, prince was bewitched.

He had been standing there all morning, not eating or drinking at all. Was the snow outside so beautiful?

Ever since he returned from the mountain, he discovered that there was something wrong with his house. In the past, there would always be a silly smile on his face. Could it be that it was because of the girl he saved that day?

However, why did he chase them away as soon as he entered the city? The capital was huge, and even now, he still did not know where the young mistress' family lived. Her name was unknown, and this caused him to worry so much that he could only worry for the prince.

"Qing Feng, what's wrong with you? Did you eat the wrong medicine? "

Qing Shu carried the medicine and walked to the main entrance. Seeing Qing Feng shaking his head and sighing, for some unknown reason, he smiled and teased him.

"It's not that I ate the wrong medicine, it's our great prince!"

Qing Feng facepalmed himself, a look of pain on his face as he pounded his chest, his eyes revealing a look of sorrow, making him look extremely strange.

"Since you're so energetic, you should go to the secret chamber to train!"

Jun Mohan walked in front of Qing Feng, and with a simple sentence, Qing Feng froze on the spot, his eyes opened wide, as though he did not believe what he had heard.

"Even the prince dares to make fun of you, I'm tired of you!"

Qing Shu patted Qing Feng's shoulder, and turned to leave. With the cold wind blowing, Qing Feng was startled for a moment.

"Ouch!"

Qing Feng slapped his mouth, his mouth was moving so fast … After so many years, why was he still unable to cure this bad habit of his? Serves him right.

He dejectedly turned around and walked in the direction of the secret room. He still felt that something was amiss with his prince, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was.

The next day, the sky was sprinkled with snow. The yard was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the red plum blossom in the yard was in full bloom.

It had already been ten days since he came here. Every time he woke up, he would look around at the unfamiliar surroundings, but he was still not used to it. There were several times when he wished that this was just a dream, that there would always be a day when he would wake up …

"Miss, why did you come out again? "Since this place is detrimental to your recovery, let's go back to your room!"

Just as Lan Yi finished cooking the medicine, he saw his young miss standing in front of the Plum Blossom in a daze. He often stared blankly at the snow. If he accidentally caught the cold, wouldn't it make the snow even colder, so how would he be able to recuperate before old general returned?

"Lan Yi, tell me, why do you think Plum Blossom can grow so beautiful in this winter?"

Hearing this, Bai Zhixi gently brushed the petals of the Red Plum Blossom, the other flowers were filled with beauty in the spring, but you were different, the colder it was, the more pressured it was by the wind, the more spirited it was, the more delicate it was, I am also as good as you.

White Brook couldn't help but mutter.

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Alright then, I'll help you!" "I know from a distance that it's not snow, so there's a hidden scent."

Her words completely stunned Lan Yi, and at the same time frightened her.

Then, she looked at Bai Zhixi suspiciously. Miss had never learned from him before, and had never gone to school for even a day, so how could she write poems?

After waking up, she would often ask some questions that she didn't even know about, but she was actually able to explain it perfectly herself. She was truly clever, if she wasn't stupid before, then the Eastern County's most talented girl would definitely be a young miss, not that Shangguan Jingyan.

At this time, if Bai Zhixi knew what Lan Yi was thinking in his heart, she would definitely hold her stomach and laugh.

Miss is truly amazing, this servant is only superficial, not as good as Miss."

Lan Yi looked at the alluring plum blossom, the young miss thought, had she forgotten about it, or did she plant it herself?