This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

East Palace.

The Spring Pepper Hall has been built.

There are new tiles and new lacquers, and there are countless glazed and jade decorations, shining brightly in the morning sun.

Song Chunjing tilted his head and took a look, not knowing what to think.

Wu Da smiled and said, "The prince is waiting for you in the Chunjiao Palace."

Song Chunjing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "The crown prince is at the concubine's place, so the next official should wait for the crown prince to finish his work before coming back."

He has too many things to guard against, and Uda has already heard a lot of gossip from other people.

I usually just listen to it as a joke and laugh it off.

When it was really my turn to take on this errand, I realized that it was really not easy.

This person can be regarded as a model in the face-turning world, who would throw up his sleeves and leave if he disagreed with him.

Wu Da said anxiously: "The side concubine lives in the Ruluo Hall behind the top, and the crown prince has ordered that no one is allowed to enter or leave the Chunjiao Hall at will!"

Song Chunjing's pace slowed down.

"Isn't this new hall built for the side concubine?" He asked doubtfully.

Wu Da quickly asked him to go forward.

"I'm not a concubine, maybe the prince has other uses..."

He prevaricated: "The crown prince doesn't like to see the side concubine very much..."

Song Chunjing thought it was funny, so he really laughed.

"Why is the crown prince's side concubine in your East Palace valuable, and her mother's family also has the right? Does the crown prince dare to fool you like this?"

This involves internal affairs and political affairs, no matter how daring Wu Da is, he would not dare to talk nonsense.

I had to keep silent.

Fortunately, while talking, Chunjiao Hall arrived.

"Your Highness," Wu Da stood outside the door, saluted, and said respectfully, "The Imperial Physician Song has arrived."

With his back to the door, the prince was looking at a picture of the river in autumn hanging on the wall.

Hearing this, she nodded, and casually stretched out her hand behind her, "Come."

Seeing this, Song Chunjing walked forward without saluting.

The crown prince leaned towards him, "Doctor Song, what's wrong with this wall?"

Song Chunjing glanced at the painting, the edge of the silk paper was a little fuzzy, and the color was a little faded, but it was still very well preserved.

It is the authentic work of the poets and painters of the previous dynasty.

Ten thousand gold is hard to find, and he even hung it here as a decorative painting.

Song Chunjing said: "The prince is very elegant."

"I heard that Concubine Shu is pregnant?" the prince asked abruptly.

Song Chunjing lowered his eyes.

"It's all thanks to Imperial Physician Liu." He replied respectfully.

The prince was still staring at the painting on the wall, and asked again without turning his eyes: "You told the colleagues in the imperial hospital that you must save Concubine Shu's fetus?"

Song Chunjing stood side by side with him, and glanced back at Wu Da from the corner of his eye.

Uda stood straight at the door, looking ahead.

"Don't look at Wu Da, he didn't have time to say anything, I guessed it all." The prince finally turned his head and took a look at Song Chunjing.

"The prince is wise and wise." Song Chunjing solemnly praised.

What a wise and wise fart, the prince almost couldn't control his slap.

He paired his thumb and middle finger and pinched it lightly, "Your skin is itchy."

Song Chunjing lowered his head and said very respectfully: "It's all for the emperor and empress to share the worries, Your Highness don't need to take it to heart."

The prince smiled.

Song Chunjing immediately knelt down, "Prince calm down."

The prince stared at the black hair on top of his head.

"stand up."

"My minister is terrified, but I really don't dare." Song Chunjing said.

The prince took a deep breath.

However, this is what Song Chunjing is capable of. The prince has experienced it so far, and he is somewhat used to it.

He was so angry that he almost lost his temper.

Yesterday's kindness was gone with the wind, but today, in just a few words, alienation and politeness have returned.

He squatted down, his eyes were at the same level as the kneeling person, and he said: "I would like to hear, how did you convince my mother that Ren Shupin will survive on her own?"

Song Chunjing put his hands on the ground and kowtowed deeply.

"I don't dare to influence the thoughts of the empress."

"Really?" the prince lowered his voice.

Song Chunjing raised his head at this time and met his slightly narrowed eyes.

Deep and full of attack.

very dangerous.

Song Chunjing smiled lightly, "Your Highness really don't need to ask, compared to you, the empress is more transparent."

With a hoarse voice, the prince asked in a low voice: "You wish that Concubine Shu could give birth to a prince who would also be liked by my father, and it would be best if she could replace me as the prince?"

"Weichen dare not have such a bastard idea."

The prince stared at the smile on his face.

It was not a smile from the heart to find that there were many things in it.

On the contrary, it seems full of calculations.

He looks good, but his mind is complicated.

With a smile, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and the eyes only move slightly.

Unlike others, the smile reaches the bottom of the eyes, and the brows and eyes are all curved.

It looks clean and complex.

Restraint and indulgence.

It's terribly seductive.

The crown prince cleared his throat, "Emperor Physician Song, talking about the emperor's fetus, especially cursing the emperor's heir, is a felony."

"Then prince, don't ask me any more." Song Chunjing lowered his head in fear, "I really don't want to say more, just thinking about it, I'm very scared."

Prince: "..."

It means that you forced me to say these things.

Now I want to rely on my head, but there is no door.

The face is still timid and cautious, sharp-tongued.

Respectful, and neither humble nor overbearing.

The prince smiled, "Get up."

Song Chunjing was still lying on the ground.

Prince: "Do you want me to help you?"

"I don't dare," Song Chunjing knelt on the ground and asked, "The prince asked me to come, is there anything else?"

"What?" asked the prince.

Song Chunjing: "If there is nothing else, Weichen will go back to the Supreme Hospital first."

The prince was speechless for a moment.

After waiting for a few breaths, the prince suddenly said, "There is something wrong."

Song Chunjing was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't show it.

The prince stretched out his hand to lift him up, pointed to the wall with famous paintings, and said with a smile: "This wall is too empty, I heard that you are good at painting, you can draw a picture and bring it together with this one Hang up, let's have fun."

Song Chunjing subconsciously refused, "It's not right..."

"Just draw a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water." The prince nodded.

Song Chunjing: "..."

The unspeakable oppressive feeling disappeared in an instant.

However, it is common for the prince to change his face like the sky, moody, and elusive.

Song Chunjing let out a slow, long breath.

The prince was still waiting for his reply, "If it is difficult to draw a bird, you can also do it with Tilian."

In the dormitory of the princess, I hang my own paintings, and next to the famous paintings, I also hang a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water or lotus flowers with two pedicles.

Song Chunjing felt that he had not only desecrated the autumn river map, but also desecrated the princess.

Just as he was about to resign, the crown prince said casually, "It should be repaid for saving my life."

Song Chunjing swallowed the words in his mouth.

This wave of business seems to be a loss for the prince.

Song Chun nodded.

The prince followed suit and asked, "When will it be delivered?"

Song Chunjing thought for a while, "I'm an idiot, I'm afraid it will take a while, about half a month..."

"to make."

The prince nodded.

He promised to be straightforward this time, and there was nothing superfluous.

It's not like the prince himself.

Before Song Chunjing could recall it, the prince said again: "Since that's the case, I'll ask someone to prepare it for you later. When you get off work or take a break every day, you can paint here."

Song Chunjing: "..."

This trick came as a surprise.

It simply stunned people.

However, Song Chunjing was not an ordinary person after all, and he glanced at him with complicated eyes.

Immediately said: "Weichen finished the painting and sent it to His Highness."

His tone was affirmative and undeniable.

With his hands behind his back, the prince's figure is like a pine tree, tall and straight.

Wen Yan smiled: "Chun Jing'er, I'm in a good mood now."

"I can tell." Song Chunjing said.

The prince stared at him.

He stared at the ground.

It seems that there is an invisible net that is gradually tightening.

However, Song Chunjing had heard a lot about the prince's threats, and he could have a basket of them.

I am used to the coercion of ups and downs.

His face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to care much.

The prince narrowed his eyes dangerously, and just about to speak——

Suddenly, Song Chunjing blinked slightly.

Like a butterfly falling among the flowers, it flapped its light wings and shook off the stained frost.

The prince's narrowed eyes suddenly relaxed.

He put his hands behind his back, smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Okay, then I'll go to your house and watch you draw."

Song Chunjing: "..."

If he came, he would definitely meet Shen Huan.

Shen Huan, that little mouse, can't be frightened and run around...

But the prince seemed to have made up his mind and didn't plan to continue talking about it.

He looked around, "Go and see, how is it pretending here? Are you comfortable staying here?"

Song Chunjing opened his mouth.

Going back by myself, I picked up the conversation just now, "The house is messy, I'm afraid of neglecting the prince, so I'd better come here..."

The prince looked at his drooping eyelashes and his helpless expression.

Can't help but laugh.

The Ruluo Hall in the backyard of the East Palace.

A tall, thin doctor nearly 50 years old with an honest face, knelt in front of the prince and side concubine.

The side concubine personally helped him up and asked, "Do you know why the prince came back early?"

The doctor bowed his waist to express his gratitude, and while thinking about it, he said: "It is said that I will come back before the spring hunting. I don't know why."

Chi Mingjiao thought for a while, "Is there anything else? For example, did you meet the prince worrying about other things?"

"Oh," said the doctor, "I bought a black cloak with engraved silver flowers, and said it was for the empress."

Chi Mingjiao nodded, letting go of half of her heart.

The maid brought up a plate of silver ingots, with a layer of dark red cloth placed between the tray and the ingots.

This is the trick for high-ranking people to give gifts.

Not only let you see how many gifts are displayed, but also easy to carry——

The four corners of the red cloth are tied together, and the four sides are firm and secure.

Put it in the cuff, no one can see it.

The doctor reached out and took it.

He knelt on the ground again and kowtowed, "You are too polite."

Chi Mingjiao smiled, "Thanks to you accompanying me this time, I have something on my mind."

The doctor got up and put away the money.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered, turned his head and asked, "Have you written a letter to His Highness the Crown Prince? I heard from the entourage who waited on him that His Highness had received a letter from home, so he hurried back and came back early."

"Family letter?" Chi Mingjiao thought for a while, then shook his head without a clue.

The doctor thought about it again, and boldly guessed: "That may be the Crown Princess."

A reclusive and frail princess?

Unlikely.

However, this matter came out of nowhere, and it was not easy to ponder.

"Perhaps she is the empress," she continued slowly, "...I don't know."