"You haven't said what happened." Dongfang Jing asked while helping him dust off the court uniform.
Zongzheng Fusu saw that there were no outsiders around, so he quietly took off his mask, with a smile on his face, "It's nothing serious, just went down to the court, went for a walk around the street, and helped someone else get a haircut."
"Haircut? Who do you cut hair for?" Dongfang Jing thought that there was something wrong with her ears, "Why didn't I know that the prince would still help others cut hair?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything." Zongzheng Fusu waved his hand, then glanced at her hair, it wasn't as messy as last night, she had obviously trimmed it by herself. It's a pity that she had her beloved long hair for so many years and it was disfigured like this.
Dongfang Jing noticed that he was staring at her, so she quickly smiled, pointed to the top of her head and asked, "Does it look good? I made a new hairstyle myself."
"Beautiful. Wan Yun has a beautiful face, even with a shaved head." Zongzheng Fusu couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pinched Dongfang Jing's cheek.
Wan Yun's appearance is alluring...
After all, is it really just Zhongli Wanyun's body that he likes
She has always doted on this little junior sister, but at this moment, she is so jealous of Zhongli Wanyun that she is mad.
Dongfang Jing's smile froze on her face, she pushed Zongzheng Fusu away unnaturally, then turned around, and said in a cool voice, "Something happened to Luqiao, my concubine's medical skills are not good, I want to ask my husband to take a look."
Zongzheng Fusu heard her strange tone, but couldn't tell what was wrong, so he smiled slowly, nodded and said, "Go and see."
West wing, inner room.
Luqiao's face was flushed, a rash had already begun to appear on her face, and the corners of her lips were terribly pale.
"Smallpox." Zongzheng Fusu recognized it at a glance before he got close.
Dongfang Jing was amazed at his quick judgment, but when she changed her mind, a terrible thought came to her mind.
Could he have known that the little grandson of Murong's family was in Xia Mansion early in the morning, would he have known that the child had smallpox early in the morning, so he could see Lu Qiao's disease at a glance
Could it be him who sent someone to snatch the child away
So, in order to provoke the Lan family and the Murong family to fight head-to-head, could he even kill a child
So Luqiao suffered from this difficulty, after all, it was because of him
The more Dongfang Jing thought about it, the more frightened she became. After all, Xia Qinglan and Zongzheng Fusu were so close, she could easily think of him.
Zongzheng Fusu kept Dongfang Jing away, fearing that she would also contract this troublesome disease. He tugged on Dongfang Jing's sleeve, trying to pull her outside the door to talk, but that girl didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly broke free from her restraint, and walked towards Luqiao.
"Stay away from her!" Zongzheng Fusu was inexplicably anxious.
"Don't worry about Your Highness, I will take good care of myself. If Your Highness is timid and afraid of being infected, then stay away. I will treat the illness of Luqiao girl myself, so I won't bother Your Highness to intervene." Dongfang Jing spoke coldly, with an obvious alienation in her tone.
Zongzheng Fusu really didn't understand what was going on with her, and when he saw her, he was about to touch Luqiao's face with his bare hands. He strode forward, grabbed her palm, and dragged her out of the room forcefully. He stood inside the house, and said coldly to her who was outside the house, "Stand still, don't come in without my king's order!"
As soon as the words fell, he shook his hand, and with a "bang", he shut her out of the door severely!