The prince is no longer a man

Duan Jingxun walked into Ganquan Palace, he didn't care about the dilapidated and desolate scene around him, brushed away the dead leaves falling on his shoulders, pushed the door and walked in.

Duan Yueli was surprised for a moment when he saw the person coming, he put away the medicine bottle calmly, and shouted: "See the prince."

Duan Jingxun noticed Duan Yueli's actions, lifted his clothes, and sat down on the bench.

"I haven't seen my fifth brother for a long time, how is my fifth brother?"

Duan Jingxun's sudden visit made Duan Yueli vigilant. He lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Prince, for your concern. I am fine."

"is it?"

Duan Jingxun glanced at Duan Yueli's injured fingertips, and asked lightly, "But I don't look like it."

Speaking of which, Duan Jingxun stretched out his hand to hold Duan Yueli's wrist, "Fifth Brother, you are all injured."

Duan Yueli couldn't dodge in time, and the medicine bottle on his cuff fell to the ground with a "boom" because of this movement.

Duan Jingxun looked at the sound, Duan Yueli's movements were faster, and he picked up the medicine bottle as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"This is?" Duan Jingxun asked.

"This is my thing." Duan Yueli looked directly at the other party, with forceful words.

"Your thing?" Duan Jingxun sneered and said, "I can see very clearly that the cloud pattern on the bottle was rewarded by the emperor this year to the East Palace. How did it become your thing?"

"Yes...it was given to me by someone else." Duan Yueli gritted her teeth and gripped the medicine bottle in her hand even tighter.

"who is it?"

Duan Yueli pressed her lips tightly, but she didn't want to tell the origin of the medicine bottle.

"You don't have to hide it, I know, it's Pei Rong."

"Since you know, why bother to ask?"

"It's not that I asked knowingly, but that you knew that you shouldn't accept this thing, but you just accepted it."

Duan Jingxun looked at him coldly, not hiding his displeasure, "Bring it."

"Prince..." Duan Yueli panicked for a moment, and said subconsciously, "I can't give it to you."

As if he didn't expect Duan Yueli's refusal, Duan Jingxun raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He shook his head with a sneer, pulled Duan Yueli's wrist forcefully, and opened his fingers one by one, allowing Duan Yueli to resist with all his strength, but he could only watch helplessly as the bottle man took it away. .

"He can give it, but you are not eligible to receive it, understand?"

"I'm not qualified to accept it," Duan Yueli's eyes were red, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he squeezed out a voice from his throat, asking word by word: "Can the prince snatch it?"

"grab?"

Duan Jingxun shook his head again and again as if he heard some big joke.

"It was originally mine, why should I snatch it?"

"It's just a return to the original owner."

In Zhaohua Palace, Pei Rongsi thought about what Rue Xiang said before leaving, but finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, waved his hand to call for a little maid, and said: "I'm asking you something, you answer honestly."

The little palace maid nodded obediently, and replied: "Your Majesty asks, and this slave will answer everything."

"Okay." Hearing the answer from the little palace maid, Pei Rong asked directly, "Do you know anything about Ganquan Palace?"

"Oasis Palace?" The little maid thought about it and said, "Isn't that the fifth prince's residence?"

"That's right, that's the Fifth Prince. Has something happened to him?"

When the little maid heard this, her expression was a bit subtle, and she looked at Pei Rong in embarrassment, "This, I don't even know..."

Seeing that the little palace lady seemed to want to ignore her, Pei Rong immediately said: "Don't hide it!"

"Your Majesty, this servant can't say it!" The little maid fell to her knees with a puff, "The emperor issued an order that no one should mention the fifth prince in the palace. My son, it is a death penalty for my servant to say so. Please give me a way to survive!"

Unexpectedly, even the people in the East Palace kept secrets, Pei Rong waved his hand helplessly, signaling the little maid to back down, and the little maid hurriedly ran out with her skirts in her hands.

Suddenly there was only a "dong", and then there was a cry of pain from Pei Rong, he covered his forehead, looked around, and said angrily: "Who dares to plot against this son!"

"I plotted, what should the prince do?"

Outside the door, Duan Jingxun walked in with his hands behind his back.

"Prince..." Seeing the person coming, Pei Rong dared not speak out, and muttered: "Speak well, what are you throwing..."

Duan Jingxun didn't answer, and motioned Pei Rong to look at his feet with his eyes.

Pei Rong looked down and saw a very familiar medicine bottle.

"This is not..." Pei Rong picked it up and took a closer look, then looked at Duan Jingxun in surprise, "Why do you have this?"

"Why can't I have it?" Duan Jingxun asked back.

"I'll give it to..." In the middle of speaking, Pei Rong covered his mouth vigilantly, and belatedly remembered that the medicine bottle in front of him was given to him by Duan Jingxun, but he gave it to him again. In a few months.

"You gave it to Fifth Brother," Duan Jingxun kindly said the rest of the words, and asked, "Is that right?"

Being caught straight by Duan Jingxun, Pei Rong also knew he was wrong, "Prince, I can explain..."

"You don't need to explain." Duan Jingxun interrupted Pei Rong without hesitation, with a slightly cold expression.

Pei Rong shrank back, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry." Duan Jingxun said with a cold face.

"You're not angry and you hit me with this!" Pei Rong immediately retorted.

Duan Jingxun looked at the red mark on Pei Rong's forehead, and said awkwardly: "I didn't control the technique well, I didn't intend to hit you."

ah this is...

Pei Rong didn't turn the corner, Duan Jingxun was explaining to him?

"Does it hurt?" Duan Jingxun asked again.

Pei Rong stretched out his hand to touch it, took a breath for an instant, and complained: "It hurts..."

"It happens that the medicine is in your hand, wipe it quickly."

Pei Rong complied obediently, and when he was about to take the medicine, he felt that the matter was not over yet, hesitated for a while, and said: "I can really explain about the medicine..."

"Pei Rong, I told you, you don't need to explain." Duan Jingxun's voice was very low, as if he was enduring something.

However, Pei Rong thought that Duan Jingxun was still unhappy because of this matter, and said, "Why are you still angry? You didn't listen to me even though you broke it."

"You don't understand what I mean," Duan Jingxun said in a deep voice, "You don't need to explain, it's because I gave you something, and naturally it's up to you to dispose of it."

Pei Rong couldn't figure it out, and asked, "Then why did you take it back?"

"It's mine, so of course I want to get it back."

"Didn't you tell me everything?"

"Yes, so I have to take it back."

"All right, all right," Pei Rong was stunned, and asked, "What about the Fifth Prince's injury?"

"You care about him?" Duan Jingxun asked.

"I gave it to him, and you take it back, isn't that good?"

Duan Jingxun didn't understand such an obvious sophistication, Pei Rong looked puzzled.

"Then I will send an imperial physician to Ganquan Palace tomorrow, how about it?"

It would be much better if the imperial doctor looked at it, Pei Rong immediately nodded in response, then quietly glanced at Duan Jingxun, and asked: "Then this matter is over like this, are you not angry?"

"I'm not……"

Duan Jingxun originally wanted to say that he was not angry with Pei Rong, but when he saw Pei Rong's nervous expression, he paused and said, "Stop going to Ganquan Palace, I will expose this matter."

Pei Rong could only laugh dryly, and replied: "Okay..."

"Don't talk so much, just take the medicine."

Pei Rong nodded, dipped his fingertips in some white ointment, and then wiped it on his forehead, but he couldn't find the right place, sometimes when he touched it, he withdrew his hand in pain.

Duan Jingxun saw it, and called a maid to come in and dispense medicine for Pei Rong.

The maid raised her head and half knelt in front of Pei Rong, the two were very close.

Pei Rong lowered her head slightly, with a strand of hair hanging down, brushing the maid's palm from time to time, the maid raised her eyes to see Pei Rong's quiet and drooping eyes, she couldn't help but blushed, and shyly moved her eyes away.

Pei Rong didn't realize it, he only smelled the faint fragrance from the maid's body, which was very comfortable, and he couldn't help saying: "You smell so good."

The palace maid pursed her lips and smiled, and the movements of her hands became softer, "Your Majesty, don't praise your servants, where does the fragrance come from from your servants?"

This court lady not only has a delicate fragrance, she even speaks softly, which makes people feel like a spring breeze. Pei Rong couldn't help asking: "What's your name?"

"The slave is called..."

"All right."

Suddenly Duan Jingxun interrupted with cold words, his face was a little colder than when he first came in.

When the maid heard Duan Jingxun's words, she was so frightened that she stopped on Pei Rong's sore spot. Pei Rong couldn't help but groan, and the maid quickly asked, "Your Majesty, did this slave hurt you?"

Before Pei Rong could speak, Duan Jingxun said in a cold voice: "The last medicine made me frizzy, go down!"

"Yes." The palace maid bit her lip and stepped back.

Pei Rong rubbed his forehead and muttered: "You scare people away before the medicine is finished."

"Is the son dissatisfied?" Duan Jingxun looked at Pei Rong and asked.

"Don't dare." Pei Rong shook his head against his will, not acknowledging what he just said at all.

"In that case," Duan Jingxun took the medicine bottle in Pei Rong's hand, and said, "I'll give the medicine for the prince."

Pei Rong immediately froze in place, staring blankly at Duan Jingxun approaching him little by little.

Picking up some ointment with his fingertips, Duan Jingxun put one hand on the armrest and leaned down slightly, as if he was shackling Pei Rong in his arms.

"Look up." Duan Jingxun said softly.

Pei Rong raised his head subconsciously, seeing Duan Jingxun's handsome face enlarged in front of his eyes, Pei Rong couldn't help holding his breath, and tightly clenched his hands on his lap.

What lingers on the tip of the nose is no longer the fragrance of a woman, but the usual agarwood fragrance on Duan Jingxun's body. This kind of smell is mellow, and even a slight inhalation seems to make people intoxicated.

Because Duan Jingxun hadn't reached his crown yet, the hair behind his ears fell down, gently sweeping across Pei Rong's cheeks, bringing a crisp itching.

Pei Rong couldn't help but backed away, but he was already leaning on the back of the chair, where else could he go?

Pei Rong was in a dilemma.

He wanted to escape from the dizzying woody fragrance, but Duan Jingxun was too close to him, their noses were almost touching.

When Duan Jingxun tilted his head, he felt a strange feeling on his cheeks.

Pei Rong didn't dare to move, let alone continue to look at it, and simply closed his eyes, Duan Jingxun's beauty always made him helpless.

Pei Rong closed her eyes, and suddenly felt that the people beside her seemed to be motionless, and when she was about to take a sneak peek, Duan Jingxun's chuckle came from beside her ear.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed, I'm giving you medicine, not kissing you."