The lights in the guard room of the Forbidden City were turned on in the middle of the night, and noise was heard. The noise outside the imperial city attracted a large number of guards, but they were quickly pacified. I don't know what was said before the guards dispersed.

The lights gradually went out, except for one room where the lights were on and there were quite a few people standing there.

"My Lord, I'm fine."

A young man with a bronze complexion said this, looking at Zhu Zan standing in front of him.

He was obviously woken from his sleep. He was wearing only shorts, shirtless, and had a puzzled look on his face.

Zhu Zan ignored him and spoke to the person behind him.

"You, show him." he said.

Behind him stood two men in their underwear, one middle-aged and the other older. They all looked unhappy and had obviously been woken up from their sleep.

They all had medicine boxes in their hands and came forward upon hearing this.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" they asked as they checked him.

The young man smiled helplessly.

"I'm fine everywhere," he said.

"Zhang Baotang, didn't you say your shoulder hurt?" Zhu Zan said.

The young man who was called Zhang Baotang was startled, then he laughed.

"My Lord, you actually remember it." he said.

He just said that today, but he didn't expect that the prince would come with a doctor in the middle of the night. He didn't know what to say.

"You are so kind to me, my Lord." He said sincerely.

Zhu Zan had a look of disgust and a bit of discomfort.

"I was afraid that I might have made you fall," he said. "In the end, the crime was pinned on me, and I am still the one being held responsible."

Zhang Baotang smiled innocently.

Upon hearing this, the two doctors looked directly at his arm and massaged it, causing Zhang Baotang to grimace.

"It hurts a little here," he said.

The doctors massaged for a while, and then asked when and how the pain started. When they learned that it was caused by a fall during the martial arts competition with Zhu Zan, the doctors left in anger.

"It's just a sprain from a fall." They said, "If you're really afraid of the pain, just use some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine. It's okay if you don't use it."

The word "afraid of pain" was obviously said deliberately with a hint of complaint.

What real man is afraid of pain? Zhang Baotang shook his head.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore." he said.

"Take a good look at it." Zhu Zan said, staring at the two doctors with an unhappy look. With a look of distrust, "Are you sure everything is fine?"

Can't they confirm it yet?

Are you the doctor or are they the doctor?

Even if you are the prince, you cannot bully others like this.

The two doctors were already furious, and they thought it was a serious emergency that could lead to life or death when they were called up in the middle of the night. But it turned out to be a strong and sturdy young man who had fallen.

They are not clay dolls. What's wrong with these soldiers falling down? They are sure that nothing will happen.

They looked at Zhu Zan, then at the young man who was obviously embarrassed, and couldn't help but snort in their hearts.

No wonder the prince of Chengguo is still unmarried in his twenties. It turns out he has another hobby.

"Your Highness, we are not well-trained. We really can't see any problem. If you are worried, you can ask for help from someone more capable." They said in a neutral tone.

Zhu Zan was about to speak with a frown on his face, and Zhang Baotang hurriedly stood up to encourage him.

"Brother, I'm really fine," he said sincerely. He bowed and thanked the two doctors, and asked the soldier to take out a bag of money for them and send it back in person.

The two doctors then relaxed their expressions and left.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" Zhu Zan asked again.

"I'm really fine. I just said it casually at that time..." Zhang Baotang said, and was stunned at this point.

At that time, the girl said she was a doctor. It was obvious that the girl knew the prince.

That's why he wanted to give her face and subconsciously told her that his shoulder hurt.

And the girl said...

"Is it the pain in your right shoulder?"

"I'll give you two injections and some medicine."

The girl said her shoulder pain was an illness.

so…

Zhang Baotang looked at Zhu Zan and finally came to his senses.

"Your Highness, is that young lady's medical skills very good?" he asked.

Zhu Zan snorted.

Awesome... I can't deny it, but...

"Don't pay any attention to him," he said, frowning. "He's not a serious person."

Not a serious person?

That girl?

It seems that the prince is really familiar with her.

Zhang Baotang couldn't help but ask, but Zhu Zan had already walked away with a big stride.

"Go to sleep." He said and walked out.

…

The night was about to pass, and even the night market in the distance gradually became dim and unclear.

Everything on the street here was still asleep. A figure appeared in the night, walking quietly and stopped in front of a door.

A light suddenly lit up in the night, illuminating the plaque on the door. The light was on for only a moment and disappeared before it could even illuminate the visitor's face.

The figure took a few steps back and disappeared into the night.

A breeze suddenly blew in the sultry summer night, and the branches of the big trees in the yard swayed slightly, making a slight clash of sounds.

The branches and leaves swayed, reaching out to the wide open window on the third floor of the small building. Suddenly, a figure jumped from the tree into the window like a cat.

But then he hunched his body like a cat, clinging to the window sill with his hands and feet, not moving.

The night seemed to fall into silence again.

The sky in the east gradually turned white. Standing at the window, I could vaguely see the bed next to the window.

The gauze tent made the girl lying on her side vaguely visible.

"Hello."

The figure at the window uttered a low growl.

"Wake up."

The woman on the bed seemed to be sleeping very soundly and was not moving at all.

The figure tilted his head slightly and shrugged cautiously, and it was unknown what he bit off his shoulder.

"Don't move." The girl on the bed said, with a heavy nasal voice that sounded like she had just woken up, "Don't think the agency will give you a chance to shoot a hidden weapon at me."

Zhu Zan indeed stopped and said "Pooh".

"What a mean person! He even set such a vicious trap just for sleeping." he said.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Then why did you, my Lord, climb through my window in the middle of the night?" she asked.

She said this while still lying in bed without getting up.

Zhu Zan laughed twice.

"Nothing, just passing by." he said.

Miss Jun smiled without saying anything, slowly sat up and opened the gauze curtain.

"What a coincidence," she said. "Would the prince like a cup of tea?"

"Alright, Mr. Jun." Zhu Zan said unhappily, "Take this damn thing away quickly. I came here to ask you something."

Miss Jun smiled, got up from the bed and walked towards the window.

She walked very slowly. Although she was only a few steps away from the window, she walked forward and backward, left and right, very slowly.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and then in the green light, dense silver and gold lines could be seen scattered on the ground, outlining a square array.

Miss Jun walked over step by step in the square formation.

Zhu Zan rolled his eyes.

He has set up such a setup in his own house that even he has to be very careful not to make mistakes. How many people must he have offended to have to live like this?

I knew he wasn't a serious person.

"You can't say that. I'm a herbalist, and collecting herbs is very dangerous." Miss Jun said softly, glancing at Zhu Zan, "The prince also knows this, so I have to be careful in my defense."

Herbalist.

Zhu Zan laughed twice.

"Okay, please sit down." Miss Jun said, putting away the gold and silver threads and pointing to the table and chairs beside her.

Zhu Zan jumped down from the window. He looked very fierce, but he landed silently.

He didn't sit.

"My friend has shoulder pain. Is he really sick?" he asked straight to the point.

That's why.

"Of course, I'm a doctor and I won't lie." Miss Jun said.

Zhu Zan sneered.

"No lie," he said, "but what is it that chewing a twig can cure a sore throat?"

Biting the branches.

When they first met on the barren mountain, they were on guard against each other but also helped each other, and he bit a branch and carried me down the mountain.

Miss Jun laughed.