Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 88 Chu Yinnan Wakes Up

The carriage hurried towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, and arrived in less than a while.

Stopping at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mu Ziyuan got out of the carriage first, and then hugged Chu Yinge from the carriage.

"How can I be so delicate, I need you to hold the next carriage?"

"You are not delicate, you are precious." As he spoke, Mu Ziyuan carried Chu Yinge all the way into the prime minister's mansion, and then let him go.

At this time, Chu Tian had already descended to court, and when he heard that the Seventh Prince was coming, he hurried out to greet him.

Although he has no power or power, Mu Ziyuan is a prince after all, and Chu Tian still has to put on a show.

"My minister sees the Seventh Prince, Princess."

"You don't need to be polite, the king is only here to accompany the princess today." Mu Ziyuan said coldly.

If Chu Tian was a good father, he would naturally treat each other with courtesy, but unfortunately, he witnessed the confrontation between his little princess and Chu Tian with his own eyes.

Chu Yinge didn't have a good impression of this father, and now he doesn't miss him even a little bit.

Chu Yinnan was poisoned. She knew it was Zhang's mother and daughter, but Chu Tian still ignored him. She had no intention of having such a father 800 years ago.

"You stay here and drink tea with your father. The tea in father's room is not bad. I'll go to the backyard to see my brother."

"Okay." Mu Ziyuan answered straight away, how could he not see that the little woman wanted to hold the person in front of him with him.

Without saying anything, Chu Yinge nodded towards Chu Tian, ​​and walked out of the backyard.

When they came to the backyard, Chu Yinge walked into the room and looked at Chu Yinnan who was lying lifeless on the bed, feeling complicated in his heart.

"How is the second young master?"

"The toxin hasn't expanded, but if the toxin can't be removed, I'm afraid it won't be long." The doctor stood aside and said politely.

Chu Yinge didn't say anything more, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to the doctor standing by the bed.

"See if there's anything wrong with the medicine."

"Yes."

The doctor took the small porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, poured out a small brown pill from it, put it in his nose and sniffed it, sometimes frowning, sometimes pleasantly surprised, Chu Yinge felt even more irritable when he saw it.

"Is it useful?"

"Of course." The doctor's eyes were full of surprises: "This is probably the resurrection of the miraculous doctor. This medicine can cure no matter what kind of poison it is. I have only heard about it occasionally, and this is the first time I have seen it. To the truth."

"Bring back to life, hum." Chu Yinge sneered, his eyes full of coldness.

"That means the second young master will be fine as long as he takes this medicine, right?"

"Yes."

"How long will it take to wake up?"

"About the time for a stick of incense."

Chu Yinge didn't say anything, walked out of the room, and sat under the pear tree.

Looking at the pear blossoms all over the tree, I feel a sense of loss in my heart.

Yes, it was undeniable that she was still worried about the unknown fruit lying on the bed.

When she was in the 21st century, she also had her teammates and subordinates who sacrificed their lives for her, but she never thought that here, she also had such a confidant.

Although at the beginning, she only took the fruit because of its value, but now, she really regards the fruit as her own.

I don't know how long I sat there, but Chu Yinge fell asleep while sitting.

"Miss Nine? Miss Nine?" Chu Yinge slowly opened his eyes as calls came from his ears one after another.

"But the second young master is awake?"

"Yes."

Without stopping, Chu Yinge got up from the rocking chair and walked towards the room.

Although Chu Yinnan who was lying on the bed looked weak, he had woken up at least, and only needed a few days of recuperation.

Seeing Chu Yinge walk in, Chu Yinnan twitched the corners of her mouth, forcing a pale smile.

"Come on, sit here." Chu Yinnan raised his hand with difficulty, motioning towards Chu Yinge.

"Thirsty?"

"A bit."

Chu Yinge walked to the table, lifted the teapot on the table, got a cup of tea, and brought it over.

"Well, drink water."

"Okay." Chu Yinnan took the teacup from Chu Yin's singer, threw it up, and then put the teacup aside.

Looking at Chu Yinge's slightly tired expression, a pang of distress welled up in his heart.

"It was you who saved me." The interrogative sentence used an unquestionable tone.

Chu Yinge didn't nod or shake his head, and there was no sadness or joy in the expression on his face.

"Tell me, why are you doing this?"

"what?"

"You should know what I'm talking about."

Chu Yinnan was stunned. Of course he understood what Chu Yinge was referring to, but he didn't know how to speak.

With her hands folded in front of her chest, Chu Yinge looked at the person lying on the bed expressionlessly.

She already knew that the toxin in Chu Yinnan's body was a slow poison, and it was impossible for the poison to be so violent. Moreover, with Chu Yinnan's ability, such a slow poison would definitely be noticed instead of letting the toxin spread. whole body.

"If brother doesn't want to talk about it, then from now on, our brother-sister relationship will end here." After finishing speaking, Chu Yinge turned around and left.

The wrist was grabbed, Chu Yinge stopped, turned his head, and said in a cold voice, "If you don't let me go, have you thought about how to explain it to me? If you haven't thought about it, please let go. After all, I Very busy."

"Yinge, you guessed it right, I let the poison spread all over my body."

"I already know this. I don't need you to admit it to me. What I want to know is why?"

"Because I want to know where the Prime Minister's Mansion can treat me." Chu Yinnan let go of his hand slowly, with a sad expression on his face.

"I have always felt that my father loves my mother deeply, and he should also like me. Even if he favors Mrs. Zhang in small matters, he will never make such generalizations on issues that are life-threatening."

Chu Yinge turned around, with a little more inquiry on his face: "Then what's the result now?"

"The result? Hehe." Chu Yinnan laughed at himself: "In the end, I have always been acting affectionately. The Prime Minister's Mansion has never regarded me as one of my own, but I just don't know it."

Chu Yinge was silent and didn't know what to say for a while. Although Chu Yinnan had said more than once before that he wanted to draw a clear line with the Prime Minister's Mansion, he didn't really do it.

She is not the real Chu Yinge, so she gave up when she said she would give up, but Chu Yinnan can't. The bigger, the bigger the disappointment.

Going to the bed and sitting down, Chu Yinge took Chu Yinnan into his arms.

"You don't lack family, because I am your family, and if you want, the Seventh Prince's Mansion is also your home."

"Sound song..."

Chu Yinnan's voice was a little choked, and he hugged Chu Yinge with his hands behind his back, buried his head in Chu Yinge's neck, dripping moisture into his collar, and wet Chu Yinge's neck.

A man who has experienced wind and rain is crying like a child in front of Chu Yinge at this moment. At this moment, Chu Yinge can't say a single word of those words of reproach.

It's just that the worry between the brows still hasn't dissipated.

Chu Yinnan woke up, but Guo Zi was still lying on the bed, dead or alive.

I don't know how it is now.

Thinking of this, Chu Yinge frowned even deeper.

The projection outside the window illuminates the mottled and scattered scenes of a room.

(End of this chapter)