The prince is hard to serve

After letting Fuquan, who had been waiting at the entrance of the hall, go in to serve Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling turned around and left.His mind is in a mess right now, and he just wants to be alone.

After walking a few steps, Mu Ziling raised his head and saw Imperial Doctor Pei who was standing on the corridor looking up at the flowers. He paused, stopped to think, then turned around, and walked towards him .

Seeing Mu Ziling approaching, Imperial Physician Pei was not surprised at all. He raised his hand Shi Shiran, saluted Mu Ziling, and said respectfully, "I have seen the princess."

Mu Ziling stretched out his hand to help him: "Doctor Pei doesn't need to be polite."

Stroking his long beard, Imperial Physician Pei looked at him for a while, then asked with a smile: "Wangfei is here, but do you want to ask about your Highness's current physical condition?"

"Yes."

Although Mu Ziling's face was expressionless, there was a hint of concern in his eyes. Hearing this, he nodded and agreed with his words.

Looking at his expression, seeing that he was really worried about Yan Wenhao, Imperial Physician Pei smiled gratifiedly, "Don't worry, Your Highness's condition will not recur again."

After a pause, he continued: "It's just that His Majesty has been ill for several years. Even though he has recovered from his illness, his body is still very weak. He still needs to take a good rest. Wangfei, you should take more care."

Nodding clearly, Mu Ziling looked solemn, "I know."

Imperial doctor Pei smiled, and then talked to Mu Ziling about other things that need to be paid attention to in taking care of Yan Wenhao. Mu Ziling listened carefully, and occasionally interrupted him to ask his own questions when he encountered doubts. , Imperial Physician Pei also patiently answered the questions for him one by one.

After explaining everything clearly, Imperial Physician Pei smiled, bowed to Mu Ziling, and then retreated first.

Seeing off Imperial Physician Pei, Duo Duo saw that Mu Ziling did not return to the main hall, but walked straight forward along this long corridor, so he couldn't help asking, "Princess, aren't you going back?"

Mu Ziling didn't answer, but just shook his head to show his attitude.

He still needs a little time to really calm down.

Along this long corridor, Mu Ziling walked slowly to the study room. He opened the door and walked in. When he raised his eyes, he saw the painting he had made earlier hanging on the wall.

Staring at the painting intently, Mu Ziling stared blankly at what he had drawn, the person who was about to ride the wind and waves, and pursue a broad sea and sky. He stared at it for a long time, until the bewilderment and helplessness in his eyes faded away little by little. In turn, it became more and more firm--

Such a future is what he pursues!

As for Yan Wenhao, it was never in his plan.

——Since the relationship between him and Yan Wenhao was doomed to be impossible from the beginning to the end, why should he continue to worry about it and be at a loss?

What's more, at this time, Yan Wenhao has already recovered, so he no longer needs to stay in the palace.

As long as he persists for a while longer, he will be able to let go, and he will be able to be free from now on!

In this case, Mu Ziling told himself over and over again in his heart, as if if he said too much, it would become a fact.

Forcing himself to suppress the emotions in his heart, Mu Ziling's expression was calm. He walked to the sandalwood table, spread out a piece of white rice paper, and picked up a pen, his eyes slowly calmed down.

Next to his fair wrist, there was a brush, ink, paper and inkstone. Mu Ziling bent over slightly, holding on to the fine brush in his hand, and focused on painting, which made him not have to think about other things for the time being.

Seeing him painting quietly, Duo Yuan lowered his head and stood quietly waiting. At this time, the study room was silent, as if isolated from the world.

Soon, an hour will pass.

The sun was rising, and Duo Duo looked at Mu Ziling who was still immersed in painting and had no intention of going back to the main hall. He couldn't help but took a step forward and reminded: "Princess, it's already noon."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling stopped writing, turned his head to look out the window, and muttered to himself, "It's noon so soon..."

After pondering for a moment, remembering that every day, Yan Wenhao always waited until he passed by before starting to eat, so Mu Ziling pursed his lips, put down the pen in his hand, lowered his head to straighten his wide sleeves that were stained with ink, and turned his head To Duo Duo: "Go back."

"Yes."

Glancing at the sandalwood table, Duo Yuan quickly looked away. He bowed and asked, "Do you need a servant to send the painting to be framed?"

"No need."

Mu Ziling looked down, staring at the waterside pavilion and the two figures sitting in the waterside pavilion he had just drawn with a complicated expression. After a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up the drawing paper on the sandalwood table, and thought To tear it up, it's just that every time he tried to force it, he always paused.

No matter what, he still couldn't do it.

With his head down, Mu Ziling stared at the painting on the paper for a long time, his expression changed several times, and finally he was still reluctant, so he could only sigh helplessly, and then put it away.

After putting away the painting, his expression returned to normal. Looking at Duo Yuan again, he said softly, "Let's go."

"Yes."

Taking in all the scene just now, Duo Duo did not raise any doubts. At this moment, he obeyed Mu Ziling and left the study room with him.

The two had just walked through the arch when they ran into Yan Wenhao who was walking towards them. Seeing him, Mu Ziling's eyes flickered and he stopped.

"Modest."

Seeing Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to Mu Ziling, as usual, wanting to hold Mu Ziling's hand, but this time, Mu Ziling was no longer like In the past, he was allowed to hold it at will, but moved slightly, sideways avoiding his outstretched hand.

Yan Wenhao's smile froze, and then he showed a little helplessness. He first looked down at his empty hand, then raised his head and looked at Mu Ziling, with a sad expression and a touch of heartache on his face and puzzled.

Heartbroken, Mu Ziling tried his best to look away, then pretended to be calm and said, "Your Highness, it's already noon, you should go back to eat." After saying that, he passed Yan Wenhao and went straight to go forward.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't look back, Yan Wenhao's expression was gloomy. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Mu Ziling's hand, and forced him to stop, "I've already asked someone to bring lunch here. Stay modestly and have dinner with me."

His tone was full of hope, and his eyes were also looking at Mu Ziling persistently.

Turning his head, when he met Yan Wenhao's eyes full of his own figure, Mu Ziling couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, after all he couldn't harden his heart, he nodded his head, and said softly: "Okay, I'll accompany you. "

When Yan Wenhao heard this, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was as bright as the warm sun.

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After lunch, the tense and distant atmosphere between Mu Ziling and Yan Wenhao did not ease at all.

Fuquan and Duoyuan had already retreated to the door to wait, and now there are only two of them left in the study.

They were silent with each other for a long time. In the end, Mu Ziling hesitated and spoke first, "Your Highness, why did you invite me to the study yesterday?"

His original intention was to use this question to break the relatively wordless silence, but when he heard the question, Yan Wenhao was stunned.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling blinked, looking very puzzled: "Your Highness?"

After reacting, Yan Wenhao raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ziling intently. He had replayed the situation and words in his heart hundreds of times last night, but he couldn't say anything.

He dare not.

At this moment, Mu Ziling only found out that he was attracted to him, so he tried every means to alienate himself. If he were to let him know about his deceit and calculations, he didn't know what would happen in the end...

He was really scared.

There is a cliff in front, and a tiger behind... Being caught in such a dilemma, for the first time, he was so confused that he couldn't find a way out, and he didn't know what to do.

A trace of retreat was born in his heart, he thought, maybe wait a while longer?

It's just that this thought just came up, and Xie Jingyu's previous words sounded again in his ears——

That sentence was like an alarm bell, ringing in Yan Wenhao's head from time to time. Even though he didn't want to admit it at all, Xie Jingyu was indeed right.

——The longer it is delayed, the greater the damage.

As his thoughts became more and more serious, Yan Wenhao raised his head, and after meeting Mu Ziling's puzzled gaze, he couldn't help but smile miserably, his heart was suddenly filled with gloom, and he could no longer find any light.

Yan Wenhao actually knew how bad the situation could be. The worst thing was that the scheme he had put his best efforts into planning for so many years was exposed, and everything was exposed to people in advance.

In other words, once the matter is exposed, it means that his many years of forbearance and the pain he has endured for many years will be in vain, meaningless.

But if this can bring Mu Ziling back in the future, even if there is only a little relief or forgiveness, he is willing to give it a try.

Because, at some point, he already liked Mu Ziling so much.

In the past, Yan Wenhao didn't believe in feelings, only thought it was ridiculous, and even laughed out loud.

He has never liked anyone, and he has never tried to put someone in his heart, but when Mu Ziling appeared, when he was attracted, and he felt deep nostalgia, he suddenly realized that it turns out that it is so beautiful to have someone in his heart The experience... If the other party can also put it in his heart, perhaps, he will be overwhelmed with joy.

Making another decision, Yan Wenhao turned his eyes back to Mu Ziling, only determination remained in his eyes, his voice was extremely dry, and there was a little tremor in his voice: "Humble, I want to confess something to you. thing."

Looking at Yan Wenhao's current appearance, Mu Ziling instinctively had a very bad premonition, his fingertips trembled slightly, as if reminding him not to listen to the words behind.

"What are you going to say?" he heard himself ask.

Suddenly laughed, Yan Wenhao didn't answer, but stood up, walked around the round table, walked to sit beside him, then ignored his objection, took his hand and held it tightly.

"Hush..." Looking at Mu Ziling tenderly, Yan Wenhao still had a faint smile on his lips, and said in a gentle tone, "Mom and, don't ask anything first, how about listening to me tell a story? "

Seeing Yan Wenhao's expression at this time, Mu Ziling couldn't help frowning, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile: "I'm a little uncomfortable, Your Highness, next time How about saying more?"

"Not good." Shaking his head, Yan Wenhao raised a hand, touched his cheek lightly, then leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, with deep affection hidden in his eyes: " If I don't say it right now, I'm afraid that if I find out modestly in the future, I won't forgive me..."