Ji Yunhuang looked at her almost wrinkled little face and probably guessed what she was thinking: "Why don't you go back to the Prince's Mansion with me first?" I'll send someone to ask the sixth brother for an antidote. ”

No one will not sell the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Ji Yunhao will not-

That's a good idea. She is indeed sweating in pain now, if she hadn't endured it, she was afraid that her fingers would tremble, and it would undoubtedly be even more difficult to dispense medicine by herself in this state......

Ning Xuemo nodded: "There is His Royal Highness Prince Lao." Although the six words were said steadily, his lips had begun to tremble a little--

Ji Yunhuang looked at her for a moment, and raised his sleeve to try the beads of sweat from her forehead: "You are still a child, you have to shout in pain, even if you cry, why bear it?" ”

Ning Xuemo was rarely stunned. She was tempered by pain tolerance in her previous life, so although she often pretended to be Lori and killed people, she almost never cried, and she quietly endured no matter how painful it was.

She almost forgot what it was like to cry.

In her mind, crying is a sign of a coward, unless it is to relieve other people from false crying--

Ji Yunhuang's words made her heart warm inexplicably, this prince, no matter what he was doing to treat her well, after all, he cared about her now.

She curled the corners of her lips and smiled, and two pear vortices loomed next to her cheeks: "Thank you Your Highness for your concern, but I don't want to cry." "She even has the idea of flattening Ji Yunhao into a pig's head--

Ji Yunhuang curled his finger and flicked it lightly on her forehead: "Duplicity, what do you want to do like this." ”

This action was too intimate, and the cold hair on Ning Xuemo's body stood on end, and she moved back quietly.

……

Although Ji Yunhuang does not often return to the Changkong Kingdom, his prince's mansion is still the most majestic and magnificent among the princes' mansions. Of course, it is even higher than Ning Xuemo's Jingyuan Marquis Mansion I don't know how many ranks.

The carriage drove straight inside, and although Ning Xuemo couldn't see the specific scenery of the prince's mansion in the car, the sound of kneeling and greeting from time to time in his ears and the neat greetings could imagine the size of the prince's mansion.

After entering the house, the carriage traveled straight for a full quarter of an hour before stopping.

"Welcome His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to his home!" There was a uniform sound of worship outside, and there were 100 people listening to the sound.

"Xue Mo, you are unable to move now, this king will carry you down." Ji Yunhuang couldn't help but pick her up, and his own subordinates respectfully opened the sedan curtain, and Ji Yunhuang strode down with Ning Xuemo in his arms.

There were two rows of people kneeling below, one row for maids and one row for servants, led by a richly dressed butler.

Ning Xuemo was lying in Ji Yunhuang's arms, and she could feel countless eyes falling on her--

She didn't have to look to know that those eyes must have been full of surprise.

Who let their crown prince hold a legendary scrap tree in his arms?

But she didn't hear the low boos of the people in the teahouse when they were surprised.

It seems that the rules of the Prince's Mansion are good.

She was in pain, and she really couldn't stand on her own, so she simply lay her head on his chest and waited for him to carry her in.

Anyway, she has already hugged in the teahouse, and she is in a hurry, hugging once is hugging, hugging twice is also hugging, she is a modern person, she doesn't care about this.

Hearing Ji Yunhuang's instructions to his subordinates, Ning Xuemo knew that he would not harm himself at this time, and he didn't bother to listen.

"Your Highness, let the slaves and maidservants carry this girl?" Four maids came over carrying a spring stool, wanting to take Ning Xuemo from Ji Yunhuang's arms.