Is the prince abolished today?

Mu Yun stared at the bottle of "Wu's Ancestral Medicinal Oil", feeling a little moved.

The bruises on the knees looked heavy, but it wasn't too hard to endure. What was really hard was the two bruises on the side of the waist that were not too heavy.

His area was always sensitive, and it was severely tortured by the cheap master in the hot spring before. After two days of rubbing it with medicinal oil, it could not be completely eliminated.Because the part is special and it is really embarrassing, every time he massages it secretly by himself, he does not ask the big padded jacket to help, because the big padded jacket will always ask him the source of the injury without winking.

It finally disappeared, but when he woke up this morning, when he moved a little, there was another dull pain in his waist without warning, which made him take a deep breath.Mu Yun lifted the quilt and took a peek, only to find that there were two more bruises on the right waist. Although it was obviously rubbed with medicated oil, it was still unavoidably swollen.

Such a tricky technique is obviously only capable of being done by cheap masters.Mu Yun tried his best to recall all kinds of things from yesterday, fragmentary pictures flashed through his mind, and he became more and more convinced that the cheap father was lying to him!

And the person who brought him back from the rain and forced him to take off his wet robe and put on this obviously ill-fitting servant robe was probably the cruel and ruthless Master Cheap.Mu Yun felt even more ashamed when he thought of the scene where he obediently succumbed to the "coercion" of his cheap master last night.

Mu Yun tried his best to be calm: "This, is it really as amazing as you say?"

Young Master Wu and Ji Huai immediately nodded together: "Yes."

Mr. Wu also said sincerely: "You will know once you try it whether it works or not. Why don't you help His Highness try it now! However, Your Highness, you haven't said where you got hurt."

"solitary……"

Mu Yun was at a loss for words for a while, but finally he was a little embarrassed to tell the real injury, and said: "I hurt my stomach alone."

The stomach is so close to the waist, so the dosage should be about the same.

"abdomen?"

Young Master Wu and Ji Huai looked at each other in dismay, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't His Highness make you kneel? How could it hurt your stomach?"

Mu Yun said angrily: "Because there was a blind slave who accidentally fell down when passing by and kicked Gu, which happened to be kicked in Gu's stomach."

It turned out that the truth His Majesty wanted to investigate was actually this.

Young Master Wu and Ji Huai immediately expressed deep sympathy for His Highness's tragic experience, and together they reprimanded that blind slave.Mr. Wu said: "If the injury is on the abdomen, two to three drops each time is enough, but it is better to rub it several times, so that the injury will heal faster. Does Your Highness need the help of the minister?"

"no need!"

Mu Yun took the white porcelain bottle over happily, and said to the two friends and subordinates: "Gu accepts your kindness. In another day, Gu will definitely repay you well."

"Your Highness is too polite. The Habayashi Army is still waiting for His Highness to come back to preside over the overall situation. As long as His Highness can recover soon, the subordinates are willing to do anything."

Mr. Wu and Ji Huai said from the bottom of their hearts. During the two days when His Highness was away, some people couldn't wait to become kings and tyrants. They were all waiting for His Highness to go back to rectify the strict discipline.

Mu Yun was so focused on the medicinal oil that he didn't have the time to search for the meaning behind the words of the two subordinates, so he just nodded his head: "Don't worry, I will cherish your thoughts."

After sending his friend away, Mu Yun drove all the servants out, quietly lifted the quilt, and was about to massage the two bruises on his waist, but just as he uncorked the bottle and poured the medicinal oil into his palm, Emperor Changping A hearty voice came in from outside the hall.

"Haha."

"Prince, I finally remembered the answer."

"Yesterday the prince not only injured his knee, but also a very serious injury."

"That's the stomach."

"Yesterday when I picked up the prince from the rain, I saw a big bruise on the prince's stomach, which was as big as a foot. It must have been kicked by some blind slave!"

"I was so tired and sleepy this morning that I didn't think about it for a while."

"Tell me, the prince, who is such a naughty slave, and I will punish him severely for the prince!"

Emperor Changping clenched his fists, with the wind blowing under his feet, he walked in confidently, with anger on his face, and a little pride that couldn't be hidden.

Mu Yun:! ! ! ! ! !

Emperor Changping looked at the boy on the dragon bed with red eyes like a rabbit, who was staring at him viciously, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with the prince? The prince blames me for making decisions for you now?"

Mu Yun wanted to throw the medicine bottle, but he was a bit reluctant, so he took the next best thing, picked up a pillow and threw it hard.

snort!snort!snort!

Emperor Changping who was stunned and slapped his face: Well, what did he do wrong again!

In view of the fact that the cheap father's territory could not stay for a moment, Mu Yun hid the medicinal oil, reluctantly climbed down from the dragon bed, put on his boots and ran out of the hall.

As a result, as soon as he rushed to the gate of the hall, he was caught off guard and bumped into someone's arms.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

Before entering the palace, Wei Zhao, who was full of arms, was bumped into by someone, lifted up the little boy in his arms, and asked slowly.

This brat, why is he so hot and furious all day long, and won't stop for a moment?

After asking, I saw the young man in his arms raised his head, looking at him pitifully, trembling and trembling, his two star eyes gathered a layer of water vapor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ugh..."

"pain……"

The boy suddenly hugged him tightly, buried his head in his arms, and complained in a muffled voice.

Wei Zhao: "..."

The corner of Wei Zhao's mouth twitched fiercely: "Oh, where does your Highness hurt?"

The young man was wronged: "Just, just there."

Wei Zhao: "..."

So, there, where is it?

"That's the place where Marquis Wei was injured, ugh..."

The boy once again turned into a small roundworm in his stomach.

"Gu has been in pain since last night until now. I'm sweating from the pain. I can't even walk. I still dare not tell my father, woo..."

"I'm afraid that the emperor will punish Weihou if he finds out, oh..."

"But Gu really hurts, woo..."

Emperor Changping, who had just hurriedly chased out from the dormitory, his head was hit by a pillow and still a little dizzy, happened to hear the last sentence, and immediately said:! ! ! ! ! !

Why, why can she act coquettishly in front of Wei Zhao, why treat him as a father, throwing embarrassment and throwing pillows all kinds of ways.

"Cough. Aiqing is here at this time, what's the matter?"

Emperor Changping cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment and failure, and tried his best to make himself forget that there was a naughty prince in the palace.

Left and right his old face can be regarded as completely lost in front of his beloved courtier.

Wei Zhao also tried his best to make himself forget that there was still an annoying little brat hanging around his waist, and replied calmly: "Your Majesty, I have come here specially to report to Your Majesty that King Jing has agreed to send his son to Beijing to attend the Dragon Boat Festival banquet."

"And not only Jing Wang's son, Jing Wang himself also wrote a letter requesting to come to Beijing to present a congratulatory ceremony to His Majesty."

Immediately, Emperor Changping had no time to worry about whether he was ashamed or not, and said unexpectedly, "Your Majesty also asked to enter the capital?"

Wei Zhao nodded.

"King Jing said in the booklet that he misses His Majesty...and His Highness the Crown Prince very much, so he wants to take advantage of this Dragon Boat Festival to go to Beijing to congratulate and visit His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince."

Wei Zhao keenly noticed that the little brat hanging on him seemed to freeze.

Wei Zhao was puzzled, King Jing came to the capital to congratulate him, and it was reasonable to talk about brotherly friendship with Emperor Changping, why did he specifically mention visiting the prince?Isn't the relationship between King Jing and the little prince just like an ordinary uncle and nephew?And if King Jing wanted to please Emperor Changping, wouldn't it be better to just say visit the other princes.

Emperor Changping's expression turned gloomy after hearing King Jing's note, obviously a little displeased, but in front of Wei Zhao, he didn't want to show this emotion too obviously, so he said: "I know, Since he wants to come, let him come, and I will instruct the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the meeting."

If it wasn't because he wanted to take the opportunity to see what the younger brother of his one-mother was planning, and whether he really had the intention of rebelling and usurping the throne as rumored, he would have refuted the story without hesitation.

Oh, if you want to go to Beijing, don't even think about it for the rest of your life.

After reporting the affairs, Wei Zhao said: "The minister..."

And he took a special look at the little brat hanging on his body, and asked His Majesty the emperor's opinion together.

Emperor Changping waved his hand out of sight and out of mind: "Aiqing, step down, step down, everyone."

"Yes."

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at his little boy who was still hugging him tightly: "Then His Royal Highness is going out of the palace with the minister? The minister's carriage happens to be outside the palace, so I can drop by to take the Highness back to the residence."

The boy nodded, let out a muffled "um", and then... stopped moving.

Wei Zhao:? ?

Juvenile: "Woo...the solitary, solitary place is especially painful..."

Wei Zhao: "..."

The corners of Wei Zhao's eyes twitched: "Then...the minister carries His Highness and walks away?"

"Ah."

The boy nodded sullenly again.

Emperor Changping: "..."

Emperor Changping couldn't bear to look at him and couldn't afford to lose that face. He was a little dizzy and supported Wang Fulai: "Go, I want to take a walk in the imperial garden."

……

On the palace road, the second prince Mu Xiao was holding a hammer in one hand and a wrench in the other, preparing to sneak into the house of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus to repair the car and avenge his revenge yesterday morning.

Because of the Holy Mother Bailian's behavior of Bailian, the emperor has been too indifferent to him these two days, as if he has already regarded him as the kind of vicious prince who murdered his brother and has a heart like a snake and a scorpion written in the script.

Such a prince usually plays the role of the big villain in the storybook, and has a tragic ending, which is worse than a street mouse.Mu Xiao didn't want to turn himself into such a miserable prince at all, so he had to resist and rely on his own hands to reverse his impression in the heart of his father.

It was also after hearing that the little bastard Mu Yun brought a knife and soldiers to the Holy Mother Bailian's mansion to make a big fuss, Mu Xiao suddenly understood, what the hell is wrong with his elder brother, he obviously started to use Bailian again It worked!With the carefulness of his big brother, the Holy Mother, Bailian, who is deeper than the sea and heavier than the mountains, besides himself, who else can make him "accidentally" get sick?

In the past, Mu Xiao might have chosen to rush directly into the First Prince's Mansion and have a fight with the Holy Mother. Unlike today, as the second prince Xiao, who is an excellent car repairman, Mu Xiao has a stronger revenge Means - unloading his big brother Holy Mother's car, come to unload one by one, unloading until the entire Great Prince's Mansion has no cars to use, and unloading until his big brother Bailian has to walk on his own feet.If you are not in good health, you should exercise more!

So today after morning court, Mu Xiao borrowed a set of clothes from Si Zao Bureau, disguised himself well, and couldn't wait to rush to his eldest brother's house to unload the car.

As a result, as soon as he walked halfway, Mu Xiao saw a scene that shocked him even more than the Holy Mother Bailian: his idol God of War came out of Chengqing Palace with that little bastard Mu Yun in his arms!