National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Seeing that the two of them were about to cross the screen and enter the inner room, Shen Ci was startled to realize that the distance between him and Chu Lang was too close, the little emperor leaned towards him unknowingly. It's all on Lin Wanshuang's body, and now he feels very cramped.

He raised his hand to push Chu Lang away, and reminded: "Your Majesty."

Chu Lang approached Shen Ci forcefully and stubbornly, refusing to move away. Shen Ci frowned slightly. Seeing that the two were about to see them, Shen Ci quickly lay down and turned his back to Chu Lang.

At the same time, Chu Lang straightened up slightly. From the perspective of the prime minister and the others, it seemed that he was taking care of Shen Ci, and there was nothing wrong with it.

When Prime Minister Lin saw this scene, he asked, "Your Majesty, is the National Teacher feeling unwell?"

Chu Lang nodded: "Yes."

"It's...as long as His Majesty is fine." Lin Wanshuang stepped in from the outer room and saluted Chu Lang heavily.

Chu Lang looked up, Lin Wanshuang was indeed more beautiful than a flower when she was a child, lightly applied powder and daisy was like a lotus in water, and if she applied a little ink, she was a national beauty peony.

Lin Wanshuang saw Chu Lang looking over and looked at him.

Chu Lang withdrew his gaze and commented, "It's as bold as before."

Lin Wanshuang smiled slightly: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Shen Ci gave the two of them enough time to chat, but when he asked this question, Chu Lang didn't reply for a long time. He noticed that the little emperor's gaze was always on him, so it was difficult to pretend to sleep under such circumstances.

Shen Ci slightly opened his eyes, turned around, and pretended to wake up: "It turns out that the prime minister and Miss Lin are here."

Shen Ci made a gesture to get up, but Chu Lang helped him up, but didn't let him get out of bed.

Fortunately, Cheng Lian hurriedly said: "Master Shen is not feeling well, so don't move around."

Shen Ci nodded and answered Lin Wanshuang: "Miss Lin, Shen is fine."

Lin Wanshuang saluted, "Master National Teacher is well."

Shen Ci shifted his eyes to Prime Minister Lin, and Prime Minister Lin understood, and said to Chu Lang: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Since Your Majesty is fine, I will also leave."

Chu Lang nodded.

Prime Minister Lin said to Shen Ci again: "Master Shen, why don't you go back to the residence together with Zhenxiang? It happens to be the exam question of Chun Wei, and Zhenxiang still wants to ask Master Shen for advice, why don't you go back in Zhenxiang's carriage?"

Chu Lang turned his back to Prime Minister Lin and curled his mouth slightly, so he was waiting here.

Shen Ci was very cooperative and wanted to get out of bed: "That's very good, the minister will take his leave."

In such a situation, Chu Lang has no reason to refuse Shen Ci to leave the palace, but...

Once Shen Ci leaves the palace, he will definitely arrange everything and leave the capital. It will be difficult to catch him back.

Shen Ci was about to leave with Prime Minister Lin and the others, when Chu Lang said: "Sir, I just said that I would search for famous doctors to treat your illness. If you go back like this, I will be very disturbed. Why don't you wait until I find a way to heal you? It's not too late for you to leave the palace?"

Shen Ci bowed slightly: "Don't dare to bother Your Majesty, I will take care of my body myself."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chu Lang quickly grabbed him: "If I can't even take care of my husband, will the people in the world say that I, the emperor, is incompetent and unfilial?"

Shen Ci was dissatisfied, but he couldn't show it. Prime Minister Lin asked him, "I don't know, what kind of strange disease Mr. Shen has?"

Shen Ci: "It's nothing, it's just a cough, it just keeps repeating."

"Oh?" Prime Minister Lin seemed to have discovered something suddenly, "It's a coincidence that my daughter, Wanshuang, has also had some coughs in the past two years, and it also recurs in winter, and the medication is not good."

Chu Lang looked at him: "Can you find a solution?"

Prime Minister Lin shook his head and said regretfully: "Not yet, but since Your Majesty wants to find this cure, I wonder if you can bring your little girl?"

Chu Lang looked at him without saying a word.

Prime Minister Lin babbled: "I am just such an only daughter, her mother left early, I was afraid that I could not take good care of her, and now she is ill again, alas, remembering how much the late emperor loved Wan Shuang back then, he even ordered her to enter the palace to accompany her to read ..."

Shen Ci also said together: "Your Majesty, it's better to keep Miss Lin, if you find a cure, you can also heal together."

Chu Lang looked at the two singing the oboe with a half-smile, and if he wanted to keep Shen Ci today, he had to keep Lin Wanshuang.

Chu Lang didn't care about Lin Wanshuang's going or staying. He just wanted to leave Shen Ci behind, so he nodded, "Yes."

In the end, Prime Minister Lin left the palace alone.

Shen Ci also expected this ending, it would be best if he could leave the palace immediately, if not, he could use Lin Wanshuang and wait for the opportunity.

The next day at night, when Chu Lang entered the courtyard, what he saw was not Shen Ci. Normally, Shen Ci would sit in the courtyard and read some books, but today the person reading was replaced by Lin Wanshuang in a skirt.

Lin Wanshuang raised her head, shaking her hair step by step, and made a clear and pleasant sound. She got up and saluted: "Your Majesty, Sheng An."

Chu Lang frowned slightly, a little displeased: "Where is Mr.?"

Lin Wanshuang replied: "Master Guo Shi went to the library to read books."

Chu Lang nodded casually, and was about to leave. Lin Wanshuang saw that he was walking quickly, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I'm reading "Autumn Fu" today, and there's something about "Jinghong" that I can't understand. , I wonder if Your Majesty can clear up the confusion for my courtiers?"

I remember that when the two were young, they also exchanged studies in this way.

Chu Lang took off the heavy hanging curtain crown on his head, and handed it to Zhao Yin: "Sir, you have learned a lot from the past and the present, and you have a lot of knowledge, why don't you go and ask him for advice?"

Lin Wanshuang choked, and said: "Mr. is diligent in studying, and my daughters can't compare. Seeing that my husband is busy, my daughters dare not bother me, so I have to ask His Majesty for advice."

Chu Lang smiled: "It's just right, I also have something to ask Mr., your doubts, I also asked Mr. for you."

Chu Langyan stopped paying attention to her and headed towards Zangshu Pavilion.

Lin Wanshuang watched him leave and pursed her lips.

In order to allow the two of them to have more contact time and space, Shen Ci specially ran to the library. He had read most of the books here, and he just came to think of a faster way to get out of the palace.

Shen Ci stood in the middle of a row of bookshelves. The library was not lit, and the room was a bit dark. He was hiding in the shadows, unable to see his expression clearly. Only a dappled light shone on Shen Ci's robe through the hollowed-out window. The white robe reflects the luster of brocade embroidery, which is really beautiful.

He was lost in thought, but he didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him. That person trapped him in front of the bookshelf, and the scent of incense enveloped Shen Ci.

Shen Ci turned around, a little surprised: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Chu Lang hugged Shen Ci with a smile: "Lin Wanshuang asked me to ask my husband a question."

Shen Ci was a little awkward: "What's the problem?"

Chu Lang thought for a while and asked, "As a queen, you should be dignified and decent. If you want to serve me, should you be more reserved, or should I focus on my comfort?"

Shen Ci was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly a blush appeared on his face, and he fainted to the tips of his ears: "Lin... How could Ms. Lin ask such a question?"

Chu Lang looked serious: "Sir, just answer yes."

Shen Ci looked away: "I...can't answer."

Chu Lang teased him with a smile: "As a teacher, sir, he is supposed to teach the students and solve their doubts. Why can't you answer such a simple question?"

Knowing that Chu Lang did it on purpose, Shen Ci said angrily, "Since Your Majesty knows the answer, why bother to ask me?"

Chu Lang got closer and closer to Shen Ci, almost wrapping Shen Ci in his arms. Shen Ci only felt that someone was pinching his lower back. He pushed Chu Lang, and heard Chu Lang say: "I think it's reasonable to take my comfort as a priority." Lord, what do you say, sir?"

Before Shen Ci could speak, he felt that the scene in front of him suddenly turned around. He was carried away from his original position by Chu Lang's arms, and a bamboo slip fell from the height of the bookshelf, hitting Shen Ci's original position. standing position.

Chu Lang's deep voice sounded beside his ears: "Sir, be careful."

Shen Ci took a step back and left Chu Lang: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Ci stepped forward to leave, but Chu Lang hurriedly stopped him: "Sir, I'm not feeling well."

Shen Ci's leaving footsteps stopped abruptly, he turned around and looked at Chu Lang's rosy face, and asked, "What's wrong with your Majesty?"

Chu Lang smiled: "I don't feel well anywhere, Mr. is a courtier, should I serve and serve me until I am satisfied?"

Shen Ci frowned: "Your Majesty?!"

Chu Lang raised his hand and took out a copy of "Autumn Fu" on the bookshelf, calmly said: "Where did you think sir? I just want you to read to me."

Shen Ci loosened his brows, and relaxed slightly in his heart: "Yes."

Shen Ci took the book that Chu Lang handed over, opened it for a glance, then closed it, and gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty!"

Chu Lang glanced at the book in Shen Ci's hand, it was exactly the same as the forbidden book he snatched from Shen Ci's hand last time, he smiled and said: "Sorry, I took it by mistake."

After saying that, he took back the book in Shen Ci's hand, and handed Shen Ci the "Autumn Fu" that he took off the shelf just now.

Only then did Shen Ci and Chu Lang sit beside the book table and read it carefully.

Chu Lang looked at Shen Ci who was against the light, and his whole body was smudged with a layer of rosy light. He couldn't help but think of when he was young, he often stayed with Shen Ci in the Library Pavilion, and Shen Ci sat here with him, reading the book in his hand. , to answer his questions.

It was also a scene against the light, and the library was a little dark. There was indeed a table full of books on the desk, piled up like a hill.

The young prince looked at the pile of boring books, and looked at Shen Ci who was holding the book with his mouth flattened. Shen Ci asked him to finish learning within three days. He really didn't have any time to go out and practice archery. .

Shen Ci, a partial student, didn't seem to notice his displeasure at all, and forced him to learn as soon as he opened the book.

In this way, the little monk read the book all afternoon, Chu Lang finally couldn't help throwing the book on the ground, and looked at Shen Ci angrily.

Shen Ci lowered his eyes, unable to see his emotions clearly, but Chu Lang knew that he was also angry.

Shen Ci asked him: "What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

Chu Lang asked with a cold face: "Sir, do you think that to be the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, you only need to study these books well? Mr. himself is very talented in literature, but he is only a national teacher. Do you think you can rule the country? !"