At this time, that Li Langzhong stood up and said to Nan Yan and Ran Xiaoyu: "Miss Si, Miss Ran, please don't tell the emperor that His Highness gave you medicine today."
"..."
"Otherwise, His Highness will be punished again."
"..."
Seeing his embarrassment, Nan Yan understood, and said, "Don't worry."
"..."
"Your medicine is very effective, and I'm much better now."
When Li Langzhong heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Chengxuan tilted his head, smiled at Nan Yan, and then said to Li Lang: "Okay, Master Li, go down and do your work."
Li Langzhong then turned and left.
Zhu Chengxuan said to Nan Yan: "Thank you, Miss Si."
"No, I should thank Your Highness." Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "Your Highness is so precise in medicine, and his medical skills are very good."
Even the doctors in the palace are not as good as him.
For such a young child to have such medical skills, it must be said that he is very talented.
Even, it can be called a "child prodigy".
After hearing her words, Zhu Chengxuan was a little embarrassed, but said in frustration: "But, Father doesn't like it."
Nan Yan and Ran Xiaoyu looked at each other again.
Of course, they don't want to talk too much about this kind of thing as slaves.
Although Nanyan likes to meddle in other people's business sometimes, and even talks to Zhu Feng about Jian's family and the administration of officials, this is his housework.
She doesn't have that qualification.
So, can only be silent.
After a while, Ran Xiaoyu broke the silence: "By the way, Your Highness, I didn't see the emperor in the palace today, did he go out?"
Zhu Chengxuan nodded: "He took Ye Zheng out early in the morning."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan hurriedly asked, "Is it just the two of them?"
"Um."
"Then, where did you go?"
"It seems to be out of town."
"Out of town?"
Upon hearing these two words, both Nan Yan and Ran Xiaoyu were startled.
At this time, at such a tense time, Zhu Feng only took Ye Zheng, the two of them, out of the city
Nothing will happen, will it
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The cold wind is blowing, and the northern snow is falling.
Outside the city of Beiping, on the vast wilderness, white snow covered the ground, covering up all the darkness and misery.
A post pavilion stands on the hillside.
This place is neither far nor close to Beiping City, so there is no post station, only a simple post pavilion, but in winter, with heavy snow and wind, no one will really come here to rest.
It can be said that it is extremely desolate.
But at this moment, there was a tall figure standing in the pavilion.
With his hands behind his back, Zhu Feng faced the north, standing straight in the cold wind, like a javelin, without feeling the cold.
Ye Zheng led two horses to a dead tree beside him, and then walked over: "Your Majesty, this place is too cold, do you want to—"
"No need," Zhu Feng raised a hand, and said calmly, "Don't make any troubles."
"yes."
Seeing Zhu Feng's upright figure, Ye Zheng couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that no matter how many good days he lives, this master will never let himself go.
He will always put himself on the knife edge.
The two of them stood for a while, it was freezing cold, Ye Zheng gradually couldn't bear it anymore, but Zhu Feng still stood firm.
At this moment, on the vast snow field ahead, a small black spot was galloping towards them.
After a while, the black spot was getting closer and closer.
One can vaguely see that it is a horse and a horse, with a long trail of snow dust behind it, and in an instant, it has rushed to the front of the post pavilion.