Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Every time, when he felt that Jun Yuqiong had given him enough surprises, he would suddenly lift another veil, revealing a more novel side.

Just like now, he suddenly realized that Jun Yuqiong is not only good at medicine, but also extraordinary!

The unrestrained and unrestrained lines of these poems made people's eyes brightened, and the mood suddenly became clear.

but······

Jun Yuqiong was so young, just after her eleventh birthday, why did she feel so emotional?

He looked inquisitively at the disorderly sword dancing in the courtyard, but the unexpectedly good-looking Jun Yuqiong was suspicious, but he didn't ask.

Jun Yuwan may have been tired of dancing swords. He threw away the branches and sat on the ground under the tree, leaning on the thick trunk, raised her head blindly, watching the leaves on the tree slowly fall.

Two hundred and five looked at the data panel and found that the current mood swings of his host were a bit strange.

It reminded aloud: "Host, are you okay?"

Jun Yuwan blinked, feeling that the sound was a little far away, and it seemed to be very close. She didn't answer, snorted, stretched out her hand, and took a lingering leaf in her palm, "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong for being too hurried. , Helpless morning, cold rain, late wind, rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when it is heavy, people grow hatred, water grows east."

The voice went down a little bit, and her eyelids were getting darker and heavier, she fell asleep when she tilted her head in a moment.

Xiao Jinshao shook his head helplessly, walked gently over, bent over, picked up the person, and looked at the little guy who was nestled in his arms and still unconsciously rubbing against his clothes, his heart was soft and messed up.

"It's true that people grow up and hate water and Changdong? Does the precious little prince also have hatred?"

He muttered to himself, and suddenly remembered Princess Annan, the woman who died after giving birth to Jun Yuqiong's sister and brother.

Jun Yuqiong should miss his mother, right? He hasn't seen his mother and concubine yet...

Looking down, Xiao Jinshao, who was increasingly distressed, kissed Jun Yuwan's eyebrows lightly.

Jun Yuwan didn't sleep very peacefully. After being harassed like this, he groaned and showed faint signs of waking up.

"His Royal Highness..."

Xiao Jinshao replied in a low voice, "Well, I'm here, go to sleep."

Jun Yuwan's little hand unconsciously squeezed his shirt, heard a familiar voice, smelled a familiar smell, and was once again pulled into the abyss by sleepiness.

Xiao Jinshao hugged the person and walked steadily back to his bedroom.

A good night's dream.

In the early morning of the next day, Jun Yuwan woke up from Xiao Jinshao's arms again. After a second of shock, her heart was very strong and calm.

She poked two hundred and five, "How did I get back last night?"

Two hundred and five can't lie. It carefully said what it saw: "You drank and made gestures in the yard, and then you were tired and fell asleep under the tree. His Royal Highness took you back."

Jun Yuwan sat up gently, scratching her hair in distress, "Then why did he carry me to his bedroom?"

Two hundred and five calmly said: "Because you are dragging others and not letting go."

Jun Yuwan: "······"

Is she ashamed again?

Two hundred and five were silent for a moment, and the electric current creaked, as if she wanted to say something, Jun Yuwan waited for a while, but it didn't say anything.

"Two hundred and five what are you doing? Gasping?"

Two hundred and five numbly said: "No."

It was actually hesitating to tell the host that his Royal Highness placed a kiss on her forehead last night.