Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

The arrival of the prince is a top priority.

The arrival of the injured prince is a bigger event than the sky falling.

Yunchu's new prefect heard that the third prince fell off his horse, and he was restless all the time. If something happened to the dignified prince in his own jurisdiction, it would be fine!

After the Holy Majesty pursued it, it would be easy for him to fall on his head, and he was afraid that the nine clans behind him would be affected.

Although the former prefect was sentenced by the Holy One for embezzling disaster relief funds and food, at least his relatives and nine clans were preserved.

Thinking of this, the prefect became more and more flustered, and got up early in the morning to pace the room.

"Master!"

This loud shout pierced the quiet space and startled the birds in the courtyard.

"My lord... what are your orders?"

The visitor kept arranging his clothes while walking through the courtyard, his hair was messy, obviously he had got up from the bed and hadn't had time to take care of it, so he ran in a hurry.

"Go, call all the officials in the county, big and small."

"My lord, why is this?"

"Don't ask any more questions, go!"

Seeing that the eunuch's expression was not right, the master with the goatee choked and ran out all the way.

After the prefect gave his orders, he slumped down on the grand master's chair.

It was past noon when the master summoned all the officials.The prefect led three or forty people summoned, and went straight to Lijiu County, where Wu Yangyang knelt at the gate of the official post.

The yacha at the gate of the post station was frightened when he first saw such a battle.

The three souls lost the seven souls.

"Xiaguan Yun Chu Taishou He Chengdao, specially led the county officials to come to see him."

When Su Danchen heard about it, he was pillowing on Lan Ziqing's lap, sipping the porridge that was brought to his mouth.

"Prefect Yunchu? What is he doing here? He also brought a large group of people. Doesn't he know that I'm injured and need to recuperate?"

Su Danchen swallowed the porridge, her wet peach blossom eyes were full of puzzlement.

He Chengdao knew that the prince was injured on his own territory, how could he sit still, he only came today, so he could hold his breath.

Lan Ziqing pressed the button without mentioning it, smiled and pinched the indigo brocade handkerchief to wipe away the traces on his lips.The latter was ashamed and uneasy at the beginning, but now he accepts it calmly.

"Your Highness has heard what you mean, so hurry up and reply."

Putting down the porridge, Lan Ziqing's eyes faded, and he said to the yamen who was kneeling at the door.

"The slave takes orders."

The yamen trembled and hurriedly retreated.

Lan Ziqing guessed that it was almost time, picked up the brown sleek vial, and said softly, "Your Highness, it's time to change the medicine."

Su Danchen hummed, and lay down obediently, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face.

Seeing him like this, Lan Ziqing pursed a knowing smile, called A Huan in a low voice, handed the medicine bottle to him, and gave him some instructions.

"Your Highness, I will take my leave first."

Su Danchen breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly told Ziqing to walk slowly.

Watching the figure of Qingdai exit the room, and softly close the door, Fang turned his head and buried his face in the pillow.

For the past three days, Ziqing has treated him with nothing but tenderness.

Gentle like a changed person.

He lay on the bed for two or three days, his body was sore and tired,

Before he had time to call A Huan to beat him, a pair of slender white hands gently massaged the bend of his neck.

Occasionally, when he woke up from his sleep, his mouth was parched, so a blue-bottomed water glass was brought to his lips, and he carefully served him to drink it.

Looking up, Ziqing was sitting on the head of the bed, his face couldn't be softer.

At the beginning, he was apprehensive and uncomfortable, emphasizing again and again that such chores should be left to A Huan, why should he do it himself.

Ziqing didn't seem to care at all, and only said: "Let others do it, and I can't rest assured."

I couldn't resist him, so I had no choice but to follow him. To this day, I have become accustomed to taking good care of him, even if I change others, I am not used to it.

Only the matter of changing the dressing, I absolutely refused to let him do it.

What a joke, my wound is so embarrassing, if Ziqing sees it, what face will I have to meet him in the future.

Fortunately, Ziqing did not insist, and let A Huan go.

"Hiss... you slave, it doesn't matter what you do."

A Huan's hand was heavy, Su Danchen burst into tears in pain,

Immediately, I missed Lan Ziqing's gentleness.

If it was Ziqing, he wouldn't hurt himself.

"Your Highness is used to being taken care of by Lan Xiang, so it's natural to dislike this servant's clumsiness, but how can a servant compare to Lan Xiang." A Huan pouted, defending himself aggrievedly.

When Su Danchen heard it, he thought it made sense, so he didn't pursue it anymore, and straightened his body, allowing A Huan to apply a cool ointment on his buttocks.

After applying the medicine and wrapping up the bandage, A Huan didn't get up to leave, her face was hesitant, with a look of hesitation.

"Just say what you want."

Su Danchen half-closed his eyes, gasping for breath.

Ah Huan said with a smile: "How does Your Highness know that the slave has something to say?

Say. "

"You have been with me for so many years, can I be sure of your thoughts?"

A Huan's face flushed, she lowered her head and dared not look at Su Danchen's face.

"Your hand is heavy, I'm afraid of hurting His Highness, why don't you ask Lan Xiang to apply the medicine for you?"

Su Danchen opened his eyes, reached out and hooked his fingers.

"come over."

A Huan didn't understand what he meant, and leaned down according to the words, but the moment he lowered his head, he suffered a hard blow to the head.

"Your Highness..."

A Huan's eyes were wet with pain.

"I usually see that you are clever, but why are you confused about this matter? Can I let Ziqing see you in such a mess?"

Su Danchen crossed his hands on the pillow, resting his head on the crook of his arms, and said in a leisurely manner.

Ah Huan suddenly realized, how could he have forgotten that his master is the most face-saving.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiang Lan cared about His Highness's affairs and refused to hand them over to others easily. Only Xiang Lan didn't take much care of this matter, presumably he had already seen through His Highness's mind and did so on purpose.

It is said that Lan Xiang is thoughtful and meticulous in his work, and he can be regarded as seeing it.

A Huan opened his mouth and was about to speak, but saw that Su Danchen had closed his eyes and let out a long and regular cry through his breath, so he tiptoedly covered him with a thin quilt and exited the room.