Invincible drunk

When Jinghe returned to the palace, the palace also prepared all kinds of sacrifices for autumn.

In the past years, due to Jinghe's health, he would suffer from a serious illness every time he came back from the hunting ground, so the autumn sacrifice ceremony in the palace was nothing more than a hasty affair. The prince's etiquette is in order.

Back at the palace, the first thing Jinghe saw was the little doctor lowering his head and stroking the big cat. Seeing him coming back, Huan Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was half relieved.

Now he and King Ding are in a relationship that is both good and bad, and he doesn't want to involve himself because of the other party's mistakes.

Thinking in this way, Huan Lan habitually pulled Jinghe's arm and began to check his pulse. He didn't feel completely at ease until he found that the other party was just a little tired.

The servants of the palace had already gotten used to the little doctor's pulse diagnosis from time to time, and they were thinking of their prince's body anyway, after being a little surprised at the beginning, they gradually got used to what he did.

Huan Lan is slightly lower than Jing He, so Jing He can see Huan Lan's drooping eyes and tightly pursed lips as long as he lowers his head slightly.

As the saying goes, "Looking at a beauty under the lamp", Huan Lan's appearance is not bad at all. At this time, the palace is lit again, and under the dim light, a gentle face is extremely moving.

Jinghe was startled by his sudden out-of-order heartbeat, and suddenly pulled out his hand. It was only when he saw the man's puzzled eyes that he realized that his actions were a little startled. I'm tired, if there's nothing else to do, let's do this first."

Huan Lan nodded, a maid had already brought a bowl of warm water and waited for Jinghe to take the medicine.

Jing He hastily swallowed the pill, felt the melted medicine passing through his throat, and swallowed it hastily.

Following the etiquette, the autumn sacrifice was completed, and a maid named Hongye had already ordered a group of maids to present meals.

The maids filed in, and left quietly after serving the dishes.

Ever since Huan Lan and Jing He had breakfast together that day, Jing He liked to ask Huan Lan to eat together when he had nothing to do, and the servants of the palace had long been used to putting an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, with this little doctor around, If there is anything wrong with the diet, it can be treated in time.

Iced melons, steamed preserved eggplants, and various meats are displayed on the dining table.

Jinghe's diet has always been light, but today is a festival, so he has to use a few chopsticks.

As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Lu Luo, "Have all the people in the palace received the fragrant mustard drink today?"

"It's already prepared," Luluo replied with a smile, "I'll send it after dinner."

Jinghe naturally knew that he didn't dare to go beyond his own meaning, but he didn't have the energy to take care of these things in the past, and now he just mentioned them casually.

Just as he was thinking about it, he found that there was an extra piece of rouge goose breast on his plate. He subconsciously looked at Huan Lan, and the other party smiled back, and slowly swallowed the wine-stuffed duck in his mouth, saying: "Although there is too much meat to eat, it doesn't matter." Okay, but it’s still appropriate to eat some.”

Jing He raised his eyebrows helplessly, picked up the piece of goose meat, and ate it.

Seeing this, Huan Lan nodded secretly: medicine is not as good as food, this problem of His Royal Highness Ding Wang's picky eaters must be corrected!

Luluo stood there with her eyes and nose carefully, as if she didn't see anything.

After the dinner, a maidservant cleared the table and presented two bowls of mustard drink, ice melon, pear dates and other things.

The two ate melons and fruits quietly, and the day passed without knowing it...

It's just that Prince Ding's Mansion is so quiet, but Prince Rui's Mansion is full of dark clouds and gloomy.

Jing Xiao slammed down a gold-painted plum blossom beauty vase, his brows were full of sternness.

Jinghe, Jingheng... very good, very good! ! !It's just a moment of limelight in front of the father, the future will be long, if they are honored in the grand ceremony in the future, let's see how proud they are! ! !