The prince is hard to serve

But on this side, Mu Ziling got rejected by Yan Wenhao and returned to the back of the side hall without success.

He already had a high fever, but now he went out against the wind again. At this moment, Mu Ziling felt that he was getting more and more uncomfortable. He asked Ah Lin to pour a glass of water, and after drinking it in one gulp, he let Ah Lin go. Lin took off his outer shirt for him, and lay back on the bed with only his white inner coat on.

Sitting down at the foot of the bed, Ah Lin supported his head with both hands, his worried eyes fell on his young master: "Young master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Blinking slowly, Mu Ziling only felt extremely sleepy: "You can also go to the outer room to rest."

Shaking his head, Ah Lin said: "I want to stay here with the young master, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable at night, and if you want to drink saliva, you can't find anyone." Although Fuquan left a few court ladies and eunuchs, they were all waiting at the door. did not come in.

Puffing his cheeks, seeing his young master suffering and weak, he couldn't help but say again: "Young master, you shouldn't have gotten up to see Er..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Ziling stopped him sharply: "A Lin, be careful!"

Ah Lin was shocked by the sound, and opened his mouth in a daze.

Rubbing his forehead with a headache, Mu Ziling pulled himself together, frowned and said, "Ah Lin, I have warned you more than once before entering the palace, the palace is no better than the prime minister's mansion, once you enter the palace, no matter what you say or do , You need to carefully consider and consider again and again, but you have played around with your own temper several times today, if you accidentally spread it to someone who cares, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Young master, I'm not..." Seeing the young master's angry appearance for the first time, Ah Lin shrank his shoulders in fear, he knew that he had said something wrong.

Glancing at Ah Lin, Mu Ziling couldn't help sighing, and said softly, "A Lin, I know you are loyal and worried about my body, but your words and deeds are too self-indulgent... Fortunately, You haven't made a big mistake yet, after you go back with me tomorrow, you should stay in the mansion and don't follow me into the palace again."

The reason why he was so tolerant towards Ah Lin was that in his last life, even at the end, Ah Lin was by his side loyally, even when he was almost caught, he exchanged his life for a precious hour. A way to survive... Although he still couldn't escape in the end, he always remembered this loyalty.

I just remember, but he can’t risk his life that he finally regained. Ah Lin is too young, and he has been with him since he was a child. No one has ever forcibly restrained him. He has been straight since he was a child. Not this character.

He married into the royal family as a man, and he was already pushed to the forefront of the storm when he became a princess. His words and deeds are naturally under everyone's attention. He should be cautious in everything he does. At this moment, he can't give it away It is not good for oneself to talk to others.

Hearing this, Ah Lin's eyes were red and wide open: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, son, please don't want me, I will never talk nonsense again in the future."

"..."

Slowly closing his eyes, Mu Ziling didn't pay attention to Ah Lin anymore, he couldn't take care of Ah Lin all the time, Ah Lin had to learn to read people's eyes and grow up, if not, the relationship between their master and servant, just Can be broken.

Seeing that the son really ignored him, Ah Linwo shed tears silently by the bed for a while, and when he had finished crying, he hugged his knees and carefully thought about what he did and what he said today, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. When he finished thinking about it all, he broke out in a cold sweat unknowingly.

At this time, he finally realized that what he did today was really too bold, it was simply audacious——

He forgot his status as a slave, contradicted the prince over and over again, and even spoke nonsense... If the second prince hadn't had a large number of adults and didn't care about him as a little servant boy, I'm afraid he would die a few times. not enough.

Shrugging his lips, Ah Lin knew that he was really not suitable to stay with the young master. Life is not easy for the young master to marry into the palace. If one day something happens to him because of his unrestrained speech, even if he has nine lives, he will die. Not enough compensation.

Thinking of this, Ah Lin finally realized that he was wrong, and began to reflect on himself.

The next day.

When Mu Ziling woke up, he was taken aback by the unfamiliar scenery before him, and it took him a long time to realize that he stayed at Lingyun Pavilion yesterday and did not return home.

Calling Ah Lin, he propped himself up and sat on the head of the bed, tilted his head and asked, "What time is it?"

Ah Lin's eyes were still red and swollen, obviously he didn't rest well last night, but his expression was not the same as before, as if he had grown up a lot overnight, Mu Ziling looked at him with a flash of relief in his eyes.

"It's already three quarters of the hour, young master." Ah Lin replied softly while bringing clothes for him to dress carefully.

"Ah."

With a faint reply, Mu Ziling got up from the bed. The old imperial doctor's medicine was very effective. When he woke up, his body felt much better, and his fever almost subsided.

Seeing that Mu Ziling had already got up, the eunuchs and maids who were left behind to wait on him came in one after another carrying the toiletries and respectfully asked him to use them.

After cleaning his face and rinsing his mouth, combing his hair and putting his crown on his head, Mu Ziling straightened his sleeves and stood up, ready to go to the main hall to visit Yan Wenhao and ask him about returning home.

He has not officially married Yan Wenhao yet, and although he is now holding the title of future concubine, he is still a man after all, so it is naturally inappropriate to stay in this harem for a long time.

With his head down, Ah Lin carefully supported Mu Ziling, and walked out of the side hall with him.

When they came to the main hall, they were not blocked this time. As soon as Fuquan saw them, he stepped forward with a smile, saluted respectfully, and then led them directly into the hall.

Yan Wenhao had already woken up at this time, and was sitting on the head of the bed, with a pale handsome face and lowered eyes, and three imperial doctors took turns to diagnose and treat him.

Mu Ziling followed Fuquan around the screen and came to the bed. He stood three feet away from Yan Wenhao, then bent slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Second Highness."

Yan Wenhao turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled at him: "Qian He, you are here, are you feeling better?"

Mu Ziling also smiled back, and replied: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, I have been healed for a long time."

"That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, Yan Wenhao said again: "Have you eaten breakfast modestly? If you haven't, can you wait for me to burn the incense before eating together?" While speaking, his smiling eyes kept falling on Mu Ziling, his gaze was very focused.

Looking straight into his eyes, seeing the bottomless darkness in the other's eyes, Mu Ziling was silent for a while, then nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for His Highness."

Seeing him nodding, the smile on Yan Wenhao's face deepened.

Fuquan was the best at observing words and expressions. Looking at the scene in front of him, he hurriedly moved a chair for Mu Ziling and asked him to sit down. Then he led a few court ladies away, went to the kitchen and told the imperial chef to cook more light dishes for health. come up.

After that, the hall was silent again.

After about a stick of incense, the three imperial doctors who treated Yan Wenhao packed up their medicine boxes one after another, left a sentence "Your Highness should move around more appropriately, which will help your body recover", saluted, and then retreated. down.

As soon as the imperial doctor left, a court lady stepped forward to wait for Yan Wenhao to get up and change clothes.

Not long after, Fuquan ordered the maids waiting outside the hall to put the breakfast on the table one by one. After the meals on the table were set, the maids left the hall one by one.

Inviting Mu Ziling to sit down opposite him, Yan Wenhao looked down at the dishes on the table, thought about it seriously, then took the cloth dish chopsticks from the hand of the maid, and personally put a few dishes into Mu Ziling's bowl inside.

Under Mu Ziling's astonished gaze, Yan Wenhao raised his eyes, smiled at him and said, "Qianhe, try it, they are all light dishes."

"..."

Looking down at the dishes in his bowl, Mu Ziling stared at Yan Wenhao for a long time with complicated eyes... He felt that he was getting more and more confused about Yan Wenhao.

"Qianhe has been looking at me, but there is dirt on my face?" Yan Wenhao saw that he was not moving for a long time, but just kept looking at himself, so he raised his eyebrows and asked like a joke.

Mu Ziling quickly looked away, shook his head and said, "No, Your Highness's face is very clean." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that what he said was too frivolous, and immediately blushed, so he hurriedly lowered his head again.

Yan Wenhao let out a chuckle, seeing the reaction of the young man in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not help but widen a lot.

——He really did not choose the wrong person.

After breakfast, Yan Wenhao proposed to continue yesterday's unfinished chess game, but Mu Ziling shook his head and bid farewell to him: "Your Highness, it's getting late, I should go back."

After hearing this, Yan Wenhao raised his head to look at him, and after a while, he looked away, and said gently: "It should be so, I will ask Fuquan to send you out of the palace."

He almost forgot that this is the imperial father's harem.