Prince Merry

The soup for bathing was quickly prepared, and Qin Zizhen slowly sank into the water to wash his meridians over and over again. In the dantian, a warm air flow gradually dispersed, and weak energy penetrated into the body bit by bit, sweeping along with the movement of the meridians whole body.

This is not the effect of the medicinal bath, Qin Zizhen was puzzled, followed by a burst of ecstasy, before he had time to think too much, he hurriedly condensed the energy in his body to fuse with his own abilities.

The night was very deep, time passed very slowly, and only the sound of burning candles remained in the quiet room.

Qin Zizhen closed his eyes tightly, his brows gradually relaxed, and a little color returned to his pale face. It could be seen that he was in good condition.

Opening his eyes again, Qin Zizhen could not hide his joy. This time, the effect of the medicinal bath was very good. It was several times better than yesterday. As the speed recovered, he felt that the day when he could recover his powers was just around the corner.

Qin Zizhen was in a good mood. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately understood that this was the effect of ginseng soup. The energy in the ginseng soup did not completely dissipate in his stomach, and most of the medicinal effects were latent in his body. The effect of the soup can be stimulated, while absorbing the medicated bath, he also absorbed the energy of the ginseng soup. If he did not activate the supernatural power, did not combine the supernatural power with the medicinal effect, the energy of the ginseng soup would only be excreted from the body along with the metabolism in the body , he can be considered a mistake this time.

Qin Zizhen laughed unconsciously, quickly put on his clothes, kicked, punched, and moved his shin a lot. He knew where his limit was. After a quarter of an hour, he didn't take it back until the breath in his body began to be unstable. He moved, wiped the hot sweat from his body, and his mood couldn't stop soaring.

The next day, Qin Zizhen slept until dawn, lazily opened his hands, and let his servants dress and clean his face.The good-looking face is three points lazy, three points cold, and four points careless, so contradictory but full of an indescribable aura, which makes people feel awe.

"Your Majesty looks good today." Hong Luan smiled sweetly, carefully arranging his clothes.

Qin Zizhen was in a good mood, so he decided not to argue with her for the time being, and asked with a smile, "Is the food ready?" After time travel, he was only interested in eating other than recovering his abilities.

Hongluan said: "It has been prepared a long time ago, and is waiting for the son to get up."

Qin Zizhen nodded slowly. To be honest, apart from the fact that his father doesn't love him and his mother doesn't love him, his life is really good. Compared with those poor families, he doesn't know how much better. It's not his dish, Qin Zizhen said that he prefers to enjoy it.

Seeing the prince's gentle attitude, Hong Luan couldn't help but feel relieved. It's normal for the prince to have a weird temper and occasionally be cold-faced. She must have thought too much before.

After Qin Zizhen finished washing up, Qishuang quickly served the food. Shizi's meal was good, with eight dishes and one soup, which made people appetite.

Qin Zizhen picked up the bowls and chopsticks and he was big and thick. Although he ate quickly, his movements were not rude, and his every move was very elegant, like a pleasing picture scroll.

In fact, many years ago, Shizi's food was not good. At that time, the servants stepped on the low and praised the high, and the kitchen looked at the dishes, and often there were only some hot and cold rice served to the Shizi.Qin Shizi lost his temper, cried, and quarreled, but it didn't work. Later, he beat and killed a group of servants, which shocked them.From then on, the kitchen never dared to neglect him again. If this prince was in a bad mood, it would directly kill him.

Qin Zizhen quite likes this kind of character, his methods are rough, and the effect is remarkable. The only pity is that the son is not good at brains and acts inappropriately. No one told him what he could do and what he couldn't do, so he didn't know what was important.

After eating, Qin Zizhen wiped his mouth and planned to bring his cheap son over. He still remembered that when he was in a coma, Xiao Douding ran to the bedside and called his father. The soft calls made him feel complicated. A white-eyed wolf nephew, another cheap son came in this life.

To raise, or not to raise?

It is rare for Qin Zizhen to have a tangled emotion, but no matter what he thinks in his heart, whether he is willing to admit it or not, the surge in his blood can't deceive anyone, that kind of moving emotion is sour and soft, which makes his heart harden It seems that a hole has been broken.

Qin Zizhen has never been an indecisive person. Now that his heart has softened, there is no need to worry about it. He can just raise his son by his side. Whether it is a dragon or a worm, we will wait for another day. He is alone in another world. He is a rootless duckweed. The feeling is very good.

Qin Zizhen nodded, thinking that this idea is very good. Having a son by his side can be regarded as finding a sustenance for himself, otherwise life would be too boring. It's five."

So what about the fifteenth, Qin Zizhen paused, and suddenly remembered that the fifteenth was the day when he paid his respects, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Hongluan: "You remember it clearly."

Hongluan pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty is filial to the concubine, and the slaves will keep it in mind. Your Majesty is facing the wind today, so how about just wearing this dress?"

Qin Zizhen looked sideways at the mirror. The man inside was wearing a crown jade head and a brocade robe. There was a faint coldness between his brows. He was dressed in a moon-white dress that was complicated and gorgeous, with rust-colored gold threads on the collar and sleeves. The translucent jasper all over his body further complemented his demeanor, such a young man, he was indeed good-looking.

If he remembered correctly, the princess seemed to like this kind of noble man.

"The princess hasn't seen the son for a long time, and she must be thinking about it. What should the son prepare when he goes to greet him?" Hong Luan asked him with a smile, signaling to the master to prepare a gift.

Qin Zizhen's expression was indifferent, and he answered irrelevant questions: "How old are you this year?"

Hongluan's heart tightened: "My son, eighteen servants."

Qin Zizhen thought for a moment, then said lightly: "It's time to get married, go back and inquire, and give me an answer in a few days."

"My son——" Hong Luan's face changed, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground: "My son atones for my sin, what's wrong with this servant?"

Qin Zizhen raised her eyebrows, her question was wrong, and the maid next to her would only admit her mistake, so how dare she ask the master why.

Hong Luan was too self righteous, forgot her own duty, she still didn't know how to repent, the maid is not a counselor, he doesn't need someone to remind her all the time, as long as the maid serves her master well.What's more, Hong Luan has been serving him for too long, and she knows too much about the character of the original owner. She can't tell it for a day or two. After a long time, she will always feel different, so it's good to send him away.

"I don't need to serve you these few days." Qin Zizhen made a final decision, and walked slowly outside the house. He felt that he was very kind, at least he didn't assign the maid at will, and gave her the choice.

Hongluan's eyes were red, her brain was running fast, thinking about what went wrong, until now she still can't believe it, the son doesn't want her anymore.

"Your Majesty, please listen to your servant." Seeing that the master was about to go out, Hong Luan ran to the door to block his way, knelt in front of Qin Zizhen and tried her best to regain her composure: "My servant knows that you are angry, and you are angry that the princess did not come to see you." , I don’t want to go to pay my respects to the princess, but my son has never thought about it. After all, the princess is the princess of the imperial court. Although the contact with Beijing is broken, the status of the princess will not change. With the support of the princess, your position will be stable. The servant is dedicated to the prince For the sake of thinking, I also ask the son of the world to be merciful."

Qin Zizhen's face was cold: "Is it finished?"

Hongluan was slightly taken aback: "The servant has finished speaking."

Qin Zizhen left immediately, not wanting to waste any more time. He was not afraid of meeting stupid people, but he was only afraid of meeting people who thought they were smart. Hong Luan obviously belonged to the latter.

"Master——" Hong Luan was crying, kneeling on the ground with a gray face, big drops of tears fell down, the son is not like this, in the past, the son could always listen to her advice, why did he...

Qin Zizhen was very speechless, listening to a maid's babbling, how stupid the original owner is, how much knowledge a maid can have, it's a little cleverness, it's okay to play house fights, but only bad things happen in big things.

Hongluan's idea may be right, but it must be in line with the reality. Seeking the support of the princess, be silly. If the princess is useful, the son will not suffer a lot of grievances when he was young, and now it is even worse. , was raised by King Pingxi to be a playboy. 'princess……

How should I put it, Qin Zizhen carefully recalled that the princess is a very beautiful woman, proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a very kind personality. Occasionally shed tears in the direction of the capital, and her soft and beautiful face was always full of sadness. She is not a fake white lotus, but a real pure and flawless white lotus.

Qin Zizhen sneered, a woman in her 30s still thinks she is a [-]-year-old girl, naive and naive, she is kind at best, but at worst she is an idiot, expecting her support is better than expecting a sow to climb a tree.

The corners of Qinshuang's lips twitched, and she followed closely behind her master. She had disliked Hongluan a long time ago, and the reasons were always the same. Today, she actually reasoned with the prince, making her laugh to death.

When Qin Zizhen came to the flower hall, Zixia quickly poured tea and water.

After sitting for a while, Qin Zizhen remembered the business, pointed to Qishuang and said, "Go and bring Che'er here."

"Yes." Qi Shuang blessed Fushen, and said with a smile: "The young master will be very happy knowing that the master misses him. When the master was in a coma, the young master secretly came to see him."

Qin Zizhen's face softened, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Bring a few more people, and bring Che'er's things too, and he will live with me from now on."

"Yes, I will obey the order of the son." Qishuang was taken aback, but she didn't show it at all, recalling her master's attitude towards Hongluan, she had some doubts in her heart, whether the son knew anything.

Qin Zizhen turned his head to look at Zixia: "Go and clean up the wing room." Then he looked at Lancai: "Go ask Ren Yazi to visit the mansion and pick some smart maids to serve Che'er."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The two servant girls lowered their eyebrows and looked down, blessed their body lightly, and exited the room respectfully.

Qi Shuang was so worried that she called a few strong maids and women, and the group went to the west courtyard aggressively. Aunt Mei is not a good host...