The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

After returning, according to Shaodong's meaning, the situation is estimated to be turbulent for a while, just like when he was going to marry Zhu Qing, Zhu Hen brought Xiao Zhuangzhuang into his dormitory together, so that he could protect Xiao Zhuangzhuang.

Zhu Hen knew Shao Dong's purpose and did not agree, Xiao Zhuang Zhuang didn't remember anything now, so leaving here would not have much impact on him.

Seeing that Zhu Hen's attitude was cold, Shao Dong still wanted to struggle, so he couldn't stop counting the few palaces closest to his bedroom, and almost praised them as flowers. Comfortable and comfortable.

"Why don't you mention Luanhe Palace where my sister lives?"

Shaodong was interrupted by this, and got stuck.Eyelids drooping slightly, he stopped talking and silently followed behind Zhu Hen.The direction to go is the cold palace.

The cold palace had been deserted for too long, even if he made more arrangements later, it still couldn't change the dilapidation of the palace.Zhu Qing can build a magnificent red maple forest willfully, but he can't even repair the cold palace.

Before hiding it, he was worried about Zhu Hen's safety, but now he was worried that Zhu Hen would keep rejecting him, and he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

It's not a good feeling in my heart, and my expression looks more and more depressed.Weakly pinching Xiao Zhuangzhuang's buttocks, he refused the dinner, rolled onto Zhu Hen's couch dirty, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Zhu Hen ignored Shao Dong, and nodded when he saw that Xiao Zhuang Zhuang was also sleepy, and hurriedly asked the nanny to feed him enough to serve the little guy to sleep.

When the younger ones are ready, he has finished his dinner.Looking at the dark night in the east in a bad mood, that direction is the direction of the imperial mausoleum...

Xiao Jiaojiao hadn't seen Zhu Hen all day, so she meowed softly, kicked her legs and jumped onto the branch of the tree, looked curiously in the direction Zhu Hen was looking at, but found nothing.He jumped down again, rubbing the back of Zhu Hen's hand affectionately.

Standing for a long time, her hands and face were cold, Xiao Jiaojiao rubbed her hands, Zhu Hen finally came back to her senses, and said with a wry smile: "I always feel that if I forget it, I should let it go. It's not good for anyone to dig it out, but I really want to know what role he played among our siblings? Why did my dignified former prince give birth to him, but his queen is my sister?"

Xiao Jiaojiao raised her head and meowed again, revealing a row of thin fangs, her eyes sparkled, especially in the pitch darkness.

Zhu Hen smiled, and rubbed Xiao Jiaojiao's big, fluffy face, "I really miss you, and I don't know if you will miss me after I leave."

"Where is Mr. Zhu going?" Following this question, the light on the opposite side lit up, and a group of figures slowly approached.

Zhu Hen calmly waited for the figure to approach, without answering.Xiao Jiaojiao was not so easy to talk to, licking the tip of her claws, her eyes showed a fierce look.

The figure seemed to be afraid of Xiao Jiaojiao, and stopped at a distance that could be heard clearly without speaking loudly, raised the lantern in his hand, and completely illuminated his face.

Seeing the old man with a painted face, Zhu Hen was not surprised.There are countless guards arranged in the cold palace, but knowing that he is in a bad mood today, he will come to choke, and no one else will be so blank except for the old man with a painted face.

She is obviously superb in medicine and is not favored by Xiao Jiaojiao, but she stays in the dilapidated cold palace and still dares to make irresponsible remarks to him, as if she is helping him, but who knows what is going on.

Thinking of what the mausoleum guard said to him today, Zhu Hen's eyes were immediately stained with coldness, like frozen black glass, with a warm light, on the contrary it was even colder.

"You really have a lot of fun, and you want to go out at night again. But I'm sleepy, so I won't accompany you." Zhu Hen turned around and left after speaking.

"Master Zhu, if you haven't felt your pulse today, the old man has been waiting for you."

Zhu Hen squeezed his fingers, and after his boiling thoughts calmed down, he turned his face and looked at the old man with a painted face, "It's the same when I look at it tomorrow, so I won't trouble you."

"Then this medicine..."

Zhu Hen twitched the corners of his mouth, the old man with a painted face was thinking how much he would continue to maintain amnesia, so he could conjure up a medicine bowl... He still shook his head, "Recently I always drink medicine, my mouth is full of bitterness and I have no appetite for a day, now I can walk and stand , would like to stop for a few days."

I couldn't see the expression of the painted-faced old man clearly, seeing that he didn't speak, I naturally continued to walk into the room.

"It seems that after going out for a while, you have also gained something. You know how the former prince could be a coward. But I would like to advise you again. It is best to find out what your sister did to you first. It's better to restore the memory."

Zhu Hen turned around in astonishment, only to see that the painted-faced old man was already walking in the opposite direction with a lantern in his hand, where the painted-faced old man's pharmacy was also his living room.

The medicine bowl was placed on the place where the painted-faced old man was standing, with a faint cold light.

Zhu Hen picked up the medicine bowl, thinking about the old man's words, and slowly poured the medicine juice beside the tree root.That night he slept extremely unsteadily, his head hurt, his heart was swollen, and he always wanted to cry.

Shao Dong couldn't wait for Zhu Hen for a long time, first glanced at the cradle, saw Xiao Zhuang Zhuang was there, he settled down.Called Ji Li to ask Zhu Hen's whereabouts, only to find out that he wanted to sleep in a separate room with him.Angrily, he went to look for Zhu Hen.

Surprised to see Zhu Hen's appearance, how can there be any anger, and I feel guilty in my heart, and gently hug him back, not taking advantage of the usual, just keep coaxing him.

"There will still be children. If you feel really uncomfortable, if there are more boys, the small characters will be called Chanting..."

I don't know if Shao Dong's tone was too warm, or the content touched Zhu Hen, or the dream ended, but in short, Zhu Hen's hand on his neck stopped struggling, and his expression became much more stable.

Shao Dong kissed Zhu Hen's mouth, there was no sweetness, it was bitter from the mouth to the heart.