The prince is hard to serve

Imperial physician Pei received the hasty report from the little eunuch, thinking that something had happened to the princess Mu Ziling again, he hurriedly stuffed all the precious pills and ointments into the medicine box, and carried the medicine box , hurried to the main hall.

He rushed all the way to the main hall and stood at the entrance of the hall before he stopped, took a little breath, then bowed slightly, and walked into the hall.

After entering the hall, Imperial Physician Pei glanced in Mu Ziling's direction first, and found that he was fine and had no symptoms, so he looked in Yan Wenhao's direction again, and seeing that he was also fine, he couldn't help feeling A little puzzled.

After bending over and making a bow to the two, Imperial Physician Pei asked respectfully, "Your Highness, Princess, hastily summoned the minister, but which one is sick?"

"Not us."

Signaling a young eunuch to see if Duo Yuan has finished grooming Yan Wensi, and then Mu Ziling said to Pei Yuyi: "His Highness and I are fine, please come here, sir, to show a young child. I'm taking a shower, I'll be here in a while."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Pei responded, although he was puzzled, he was relieved, for him, seeing a doctor for anyone would not be more troublesome and frightening than seeing a doctor for Mu Ziling.

Passing the medicine box to a palace attendant standing behind him, Imperial Physician Pei stood aside. Then, he lowered his head and silently stood aside, trying to reduce his sense of presence.

After almost a cup of tea, Duo Yuan belatedly led Yan Wensi in.

After bathing and washing, Yan Wensi changed into clean clothes and looked like a little fairy boy.

And because Yan Wensi is still very young, even though he has been bullied by Chen Zhaoyi and the palace servants all these years, his cheeks are still fleshy with baby fat, and his big eyes are clear and bright, His whole person looks more delicate and lovely.

Of course, at this moment, Yan Wensi was still expressionless, his eyes were always vigilant, and his body was tense, as if he would turn around and run away if there was any disturbance.

Seeing them coming in, Mu Ziling smiled softly, then waved his hands, pulled Yan Wensi to his side, touched his head to calm his emotions, then turned his head and said to Pei Yuyi: "This This is His Highness Ninth Prince, please come and see for him, Imperial Doctor Pei, he is covered with scars."

Although Imperial Physician Pei has been serving Yan Wenhao all the time, he is an old man in the palace after all, so he naturally knows Yan Wensi. Therefore, after seeing Yan Wensi appearing, he knew the reason why he was called here .

"Your Highness Ninth."

After politely saluting Yan Wensi, Imperial Physician Pei took a few steps forward, walked to Yan Wensi's side, took Yan Wensi to a chair beside him, asked him to sit down, and then stretched out his hand to replace Yan Wensi. He took a pulse.

Imperial Physician Pei struck up a conversation, and Mu Ziling asked, "What's the matter?" before he finished taking his pulse, he looked more anxious than he himself was sick.

Mu Ziling's extremely worried look was captured by Yan Wenhao, who had been sitting aside and silent all the time. He clenched his hand tightly, and a trace of disappointment and jealousy quickly flashed in his black eyes, but soon , and disappeared in the endless gentle smile.

——Although Yan Wenhao felt that Yan Wensi was an eyesore and he really wanted to throw Yan Wensi out, but he knew that he couldn't.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Wensi poured a cup of tea for Mu Ziling with his own hands, and handed it to Mu Ziling, then he said softly, "Qian He, don't worry, Imperial Physician Pei is still checking the pulse."

"...I was in a hurry."

Realizing his gaffe, Mu Ziling calmed down. He took Yan Wenhao's white jade teacup, lowered his head and took a sip of the tea. After thinking for a while, he whispered, "...Thank you, Your Highness."

"You don't need to be polite, but be modest, I will feel uncomfortable if you care too much about Brother Jiuhuang." He leaned into Mu Ziling's ear and whispered.

"..."

After hearing the words, Mu Ziling's eyes moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and quickly lowered his eyes, covering his ever-changing eyes.

Mu Ziling also knew that he cared too much about a child he had only met a few times, but he knew in his heart that it was because Yan Wensi's experience of losing his mother and concubine at birth was so similar to him that he often saw When I went to Yanwensi, there was a feeling of sympathy for each other.

What's more, Yan Wensi was just like him, raised by another person, but Chen Zhaoyi, who raised Yan Wensi, beat and scolded him, which was very bad, while Xu Ziqi treated Mu Ziling very badly on the surface. Okay, but behind the scenes, she harbored a deep hatred for Mu Ziling, and repeatedly tried to kill him——

At this point, although the two are not quite the same, they are not without differences.

Therefore, whenever Mu Ziling sees Yan Wensi, especially when he sees the scars on Yan Wensi's body, he will always have a special feeling in him, either pity, pity, or other... ... In short, he will be very emotional.

This is also the reason why he was so worried and caring for Yan Wensi.

Raising his hand to touch his beard, Imperial Physician Pei withdrew his hand, and then he started to untie Yan Wensi's clothes and check the wounds on his body.

Quickly dodging back, Yan Wensi clenched his skirt tightly, with a vicious expression on his face, looking at Imperial Doctor Pei vigilantly.

The outstretched hand paused, Imperial Physician Pei looked at Yan Wensi's reaction, and was taken aback for a moment. After he realized it, he turned his gaze to Mu Ziling and Yan Wenhao, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone: "This... "

Even though Yan Wensi is not favored at all, he is a prince after all, and he is not cooperating now, nor is he a small courtier who can force the other party to do whatever he wants.

Seeing this, Yan Wenhao frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Mu Ziling got up and walked to Yan Wensi's side, comforting him in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is the imperial physician." , He wants to see your wounds, there is no other malice."

Looking at Mu Ziling, Yan Wensi was obviously still very resistant, but when he tilted his head, he was able to meet Mu Ziling's gentle and encouraging eyes, so he pursed his lips, his small face tightened After hesitating for a while, he said in a deep voice, "I will take it off myself."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, ready to untie his clothes.

It’s just that the clothes prepared by Duan Duan for Yan Wensi were all worn by Yan Wenhao when he was a child. Yan Wenhao is a legitimate son, so the clothes he used are naturally the best. Whether it’s fabrics, craftsmanship, or the way he wears them, they are all the same as what he wore before. That body is very different.

The clothes on Yan Wensi's body were not only incomparably gorgeous, but also extremely delicate and cumbersome to wear. Yan Wensi had never undressed such clothes, so he studied for a long time, but he still couldn't take them off.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Wensi puffed his cheeks, blushed, and finally changed his serious and serious appearance, and became a little childish.

He couldn't help laughing, and after suppressing his smile, Duoyuan stepped forward, knelt down in front of him, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Highness Ninth, I'd better take it off for you."

Duo Yuan had washed Yan Wensi just now, and he had seen Duo Yuan many times before, so after Duo Yuan finished speaking, Yan Wensi just hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly with red ears.

Successfully taking off Yan Wensi's clothes, revealing his body covered in scars, Imperial Doctor Pei looked up, and with just one glance, he frowned fiercely.

He dug out a box of ointment from the medicine box and handed it to Duo Yuan. After instructing Duo Yuan to apply those scars on Yan Wensi, Imperial Physician Pei turned around, faced Mu Ziling and Yan Wenhao, and cupped his hands, saying goodbye to Yan Wensi. They reported: "Second Highness, Wangfei, and Ninth Highness are all fine. Although his injury looks terrifying and hideous, the person who shot it obviously still had a sense of proportion. It didn't really hurt His Ninth Highness's muscles and bones. Skin trauma, as long as you apply some medicine and take care of it for a period of time, it will gradually fade away."

After a pause, Imperial Physician Pei frowned, and after deliberating his words, he changed the topic, and continued: "However, His Highness Jiu has some wounds on his body, which were not treated in time before, and some of them have festered. The wound, I am afraid that after it heals, there will still be scars, and it will not disappear in a short time."

"Is there no other way for Imperial Doctor Pei?" Mu Ziling frowned and asked aloud.

"I can't do anything about it." Imperial Physician Pei's tone was a little regretful and apologetic.

At this time, Yan Wenhao shook Mu Ziling's hand, turned his head, looked at him tenderly and said, "Mom, you don't need to worry about the scar. My grandfather has a kind of ointment that is the most effective for external injuries. To get rid of the scars, I will ask my grandfather to ask for some some other day."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling nodded slightly, "That's good, otherwise, if His Highness the Ninth Prince grows up with those scars, I'm afraid he won't be able to truly let go." After thinking for a while, he looked at Imperial Physician Pei again, and asked : "Is there anything else that needs attention?"

Imperial Physician Pei responded respectfully: "Reporting to Wangfei, the festering wound on His Highness's body may cause inflammation and cause fever. Therefore, when you rest at night, you still need to pay more attention. If you have a fever, It needs immediate treatment."

Mu Ziling nodded, "Okay, we know."

After sending Imperial Doctor Pei away, Mu Ziling took Yan Wensi's hand, walked together to sit down softly, and then he raised his hand to call for a nearby maid and told her to fetch it before ordering the kitchen to prepare it. Good porridge and side dishes.

The moment he saw the maid, Yan Wensi's eyes suddenly widened, showing a look of surprise, then he tilted his head, stared at the maid for a while, and confirmed that it was the person in his impression After that, he withdrew his gaze, and his face became tighter and tighter.

Noticing Yan Wensi's strange performance and expression, Yan Wenhao's eyes froze, and then he gave Fuquan a wink, and after the maid left, he asked aloud: "Ninth Brother, why did you just ask?" Have you been staring at Yuzhu?"

Yuzhu is the palace lady just now.

She is a first-class maid, one of the highest-ranking maids in the Lingxiao Pavilion. Apart from Kai Fuquan, she is responsible for serving Yan Wenhao's daily meals.

Yan Wensi glanced at Yan Wenhao, his expression was very calm, and he didn't pay any attention to his meaning.

Turning his head, Yan Wensi had a serious face, and he waved to Mu Ziling. Seeing that Mu Ziling lowered his head in doubt, he put his head on it, and whispered in Mu Ziling's ear: " I've seen her before, in the concubine's bedroom—"