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The sky has been heavy with dark clouds for some days, and it finally cleared up. Although the wind blowing over is still cold, it is still a rare sunny day.

Today's court affairs are going smoothly, anyway, these ministers are always entangled in so many things.

One is that His Royal Highness Shijun should not leave the palace.The second is who are you going to give the throne to, my lord?

Mr. Qing Xi also tried his best to suppress these two issues, causing the two factions to shake their heads and quarrel every day.

It probably means that the eldest son of Fang Zhonghou's family finally got out of bed, probably because Fang Zhonghou was happy to prepare the guests for the banquet, so he stopped arguing for a while.

The court affairs also dispersed early.

Taking advantage of the court affairs and coming back, and it was just the right time of day, Zisang walked around the garden twice, and the scenery was pleasant, so he suddenly ouched a few times.

Fu An, who was following beside him, was anxious: "Your Highness Shijun is not feeling well?"

"Hurry up and find me the little medical officer who used to come here often."

Fu'an was so anxious that he immediately called someone to find a small medical officer in the medical bureau. .

"It's cold outside, the prince should go back to the palace and lie down."

Where did the prince listen to Fu'an's words, he pointed at him and the palace servants behind him, and only said: "Take a few of them and wait outside the garden. When the little medical officer comes, just let them in."

Fu'an rolled his eyes, and probably understood that his body was probably in good shape, but his skin was itchy and needed to be touched and scratched, so he obediently took his orders, and slowly retreated outside the garden with a group of maids.

After waiting for a while, I saw the little medical officer running in a hurry, his hem tangled in the wind, his face full of anxiety: "Zisang, no, Shijun, where is your Highness?"

Seeing that she was in such a hurry, Fu An also hurriedly said: "It's just inside calling for the medical officer to go."

The little medical officer became even more anxious and ran along the path in the direction Fu'an pointed.

From a distance, he saw a person wearing a white blue embroidered robe reclining in the gazebo, and his pace became faster and faster. At the same time, he secretly murmured in his heart, how dare these palace people leave their master here alone.

As he thought about it, his steps slowed down a little.

The little medical officer straightened his robe, coughed in front of the pavilion, saluted the person on the bench in a serious manner, then slowly put down the box and sat down.

Zisang half-closed his eyes, and looked at the little medical officer through the curtain of eyelashes.

Just now, he saw her hurrying from a distance, but when she got closer, she seemed to be a person, so she simply frowned slightly: "It hurts."

This little medical officer looked young and frail, but he did things properly.

Look at the face and look at the shoulders, neck, arms, long legs, and jade feet, but there is no external injury, so he took the pulse with one hand, rubbed and pressed the soft part of the body with the other hand: "I don't know where the prince hurts."

Being caught on an itchy spot, Zisang burst out laughing, and rolled up his whole body: "It hurts in my heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little hands in his arms rubbed tighter and tighter, and his waist and back kept running: "Don't hurry up and admit your mistake."

Bai Yunmo lingered a lot in the brothels since she was a child, and she often heard girls gossip and play tricks on others. This time, Zisang was caught and he could deal with it.

Zisang, who was so itchy from being scratched by her, laughed and yelled, which made Fuan and Daxue walk behind and followed Jibai to peek behind the flowers and leaves.

Ji Bai: "It's still the medical officer who can subdue our Highness Shijun."

Fu An: "It turns out that Your Highness likes to be played like this."

Huh?

"Wrong, wrong, I dare not."

"Don't you dare?"

"Don't dare to call yourself sick to make you anxious."

"It's not an example."

"It's not an example."

Only then did Zisang pant and still smile; "You didn't see it all at once."

"Don't underestimate me."

Bai Yunmo helped Zisang tidy up the clothes that had been loosened during the play just now, put the hat flat on the back, put the lapels in order, touched his belly again and asked: "Is it true that you are not sick?"

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Bai Yunmo's slender waist, and put the person on his lap: "It's just a heart disease, and I need old medicine to cure it."

Bai Yunmo lowered her head for a moment, buried her face in Zisang's neck, and began to sob, tears rubbing against her collar line by line.

"Huh? What's the matter." Pushing the person away, Fu turned her face away, and helped her wipe away her tears. The temperament of crying whenever she said it was still the same as before, unchanged.

Bai Yunmo's eyes were full of tears under the hat, and two more tears rolled out from her eyelashes from time to time: "You are going to march north with the army."

"Yes."

Bai Yunmo fell on her shoulders again in a moment, flooding her face and answering in jerks: "It's not good to be His Highness, if I knew this would happen when I came to the country, I should have hidden you earlier."

How could there be so many people who knew earlier? If there were, nothing would have happened.

Zi Sang walked past Bai Yunmo, let her lie in his arms, looked at that small face and asked, "Crying because of this?"

Bai Yunmo wiped away her tears by herself, blinked her eyes, and raised her mouth unconsciously: "Aren't you sad?"

"Ah? Not sad."

Then she burst into tears again, obviously still wearing a small official gown and a small gauze hat, crying like a seven or eight-year-old person back then.

"It's not sad, it's just that my heart hurts so badly, that's why I called you to treat me."

"Hate."

The two laughed and made a fuss, and then kissed mouth to mouth, the lake waves shone with light, and the water was beautiful.

Fu An quickly turned his eyes away, stroking his forehead in embarrassment: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense, this man who is a good doctor, why is he...too unmanly."

Ji Bai looked at it with great interest, there was only one king in the palace, a man of eighty years of age, his concubines had long since disappeared, only the palace gates and courtyards remained, and a few miscellaneous past events.

It's so rare to see someone kissing Ni's posture, especially this is the first time for two people who are so good-looking to be together.

"If you go to the Northern Expedition, what will I do?"

Bai Yunmo's lips are thin, and every time she kisses and sucks, her small mouth pouts moistly, her body moves slightly with the quilt handle in her hand, and her eyes are still wet.

Nodding her eyebrows with his lips, Zisang smiled faintly again: "I'd better be your little medical officer, and help me take care of Grandpa Wang with your master."

As Bai Yunmo, no one dared to touch her in Baibi City.

"I heard from those drinking guests that this battle will end next year at the earliest."

"Well, you will be exactly seventeen then."

I hope that when you come back, you will still be a light little medical officer. When you smile, your eyelashes are curved, just reflecting the beautiful spring.

Hugging the person in front of her tightly, Li Hua's tearful face was completely buried in her neck, Bai Yunmo wished she could put her own soul in it: "I'll go north with you."

"That's so boring. You are a medical officer now. I like your clothes."

After much deliberation, Bai Yunmo felt that she still had to go north with Zisang: "I didn't care about this body at first, but I changed my relationship to meet you for the convenience of entering the palace."

"But I just like it. I like your upright and honest appearance. Besides, Grandpa Wang is getting old. If you can help take care of him from time to time, I will be happy too."

"I thought you didn't like the King's.".

"At first I didn't like it very much, but after thinking about it, I'm just such a relative after all."

So Bai Yunmo agreed and wiped away her tears, but her lips were still moist and swollen a little: "Well, I'll take care of it for you, but if you don't come back next spring, I'll go north to find you go."

"it is good."

Just as he was about to be intimate again, Daxue suddenly ran over in a hurry, and the red-faced Ji Bai hurried up to drag Daxue, so he had to give up.

Jibai pretended to pull the heavy snow, then turned around and looked around, as if he couldn't see the two hugging each other in front of him.

"Daxue, look how well this flower blooms, this leaf, tsk tsk."

It was too far to kick with my feet, so I had to take off my boots and smashed at the silly boy from a distance.

"Oh, I don't dare, I dare not take a peek with Mr. Fu'an."

So Fuan over there also walked out from behind the small flower bushes with red face, he didn't have the guts like Jibai, he knelt tremblingly in front of the two of them; "His Royal Highness, please forgive me."

These two dead eunuchs are becoming more and more unruly.

Bai Yunmo thought about it and wanted to stand up, but she was still wrapped in Zisang's arms and refused to leave, and was pinched and played with her face in front of Fu'an.

"What did you see?"

"Slave...Slave didn't see anything." Fu An lowered his head, wanting to slap himself, but on the other hand he hated that boy Jibai.

"My little lady is as beautiful as a flower, with a natural beauty, you can't see it?"

"what……."

Fu An's mouth was crooked, and he knelt and stood up. He looked at the little medical officer who smiled crookedly at him... this, this...: "I saw it, I saw everything."

"See what?"

"I saw the beauty of the little lady, the medical officer, His Royal Highness Shijun..."

"It's my little lady, how dare you look at it?"

"Forgive me."

"Punish you to spank Ji Bai's ass, and let Ji Bai spank your ass."

"Ah??? Yes, yes, yes." Fu An got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and went to look for Jibai.

Bai Yunmo turned her head up and bit Zisang's neck and sucked it, leaving a faint red mark: "I'll come to you when I find time before you leave.".

"of course."

Then he put his hand in through Zisang's collar, and took out the jade Buddha statue of Wan Shi given last time, the jade body was still warm: "You must wear it."

"it is good."

Then it was the ears and buns that were rubbed together, and then the farewell was made.

Watching Bai Yunmo carry the small medicine box to the distance and turn around the corridor, Zisang turned his head and patted Jibai on the head: "Let you take a peek."

"It looks good. Hey."

"Envy, it's delicious."

"Do you eat your mouth?"

"All of them, tongue, lips, and mouth."

Fragrant cheeks and soft tongue, lingering rhyme between teeth, endless aftertaste, I hope he can return in spring.