Chapter 16 You Hurt Me!
The sound of chaotic footsteps penetrated the corridor, and Chu Shiyuan's deep voice startled her hair. "Yangyang is secretly eating ice bowls in the study again?"
"I'm sorry!"
Chu Yangyang dragged Luo Xifeng into the shadow behind the bookcase.
In the narrow space, her back was pressed against his chest, and she could clearly hear the sound of the silver needles colliding in the medicine bag.
"The princess is quite experienced."
A sarcastic whisper came from her ear, and Luo Xifeng's lips were almost touching her earlobe, "How many lovers have you hidden like this?"
Chu Yangyang covered his mouth with her backhand, and the thin lips touched by her fingertips were softer than she had imagined.
Her senses were magnified infinitely in the darkness, and she suddenly discovered that the sachet on his waist exuded the scent of Seven Star Grass, which was the main remedy for relieving love entanglements.
This guy, is he always on guard against this lustful wolf?
"Squeak."
The bookcase door was half opened. At this moment, Chu Yangyang suddenly turned around and pressed Luo Xifeng against the shelf.
Luo Xifeng was stunned and instinctively wanted to push her away, but she glared at him.
He paused.
The warm light of the sheepskin lamp flickered. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit the button on his collar. Her voice was filled with a hint of complaint, "Father, why are you here now? I'm teaching you... teaching you how to appreciate new ink!"
Chu Shiyuan's hand holding the candlestick froze in mid-air.
He saw that the tips of his ears of his usually cold and arrogant son-in-law were red, and his daughter's hair was still wrapped around the jade belt from his waist.
The "Imperial Medicine Record" on the desk had long been covered by the cover of "Instructions for Women".
"Playing tricks again!"
Chu Shiyuan's old face flushed, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Young people are so exciting, in the study, tsk tsk."
Then Chu Yangyang heard his suppressed laughter.
When the footsteps completely disappeared, Luo Xifeng's face flushed, he took a step back, and suddenly pinched her waist and pressed her against the bookshelf.
"The princess's acting skills are even better than poisoning."
His fingertips brushed across the messy lapels of her clothes, lingering on her collarbone, his words again disdainful, "Just this tooth mark, I wonder how many male favorites the princess has been bitten by..."
Chu Yangyang was shocked to realize that she had really bitten through his clothes in her panic.
Her skin was faintly visible under the moon-white brocade, and she hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, "I'll compensate you with a new one!"
“No need.”
Luo Xifeng suddenly stood up, distanced himself from her, picked up the "Imperial Medicine Record" and began to look through it.
Chu Yangyang rolled her eyes secretly and still showed off to you.
Let go of the past and save your life first.
She also came forward and looked at the "Imperial Medicine Record" together.
A very faint scent of pine ink wafts towards me.
"Does Imperial Physician Luo also treat the Crown Prince? Doesn't he only treat the Empress in the Palace?" Chu Yangyang saw a record of the Crown Prince's medical treatment.
In Dai Viet, imperial physicians divided the scope of their medical treatment to maintain their professionalism.
Especially for someone of such noble status as the Crown Prince, he would be examined by the highest-level judge.
At that time, Luo Heting was only a deputy judge and was not qualified to treat the prince.
Luo Xifeng frowned and was also thinking about the key point.
The moonlight flowed on the yellowed paper, and Chu Yangyang's fingertips hovered over the words "Three Coins of Cinnabar".
Isn't cinnabar a poisonous substance?
Chu Yangyang wondered, "Why did Doctor Luo add cinnabar to the medicine he gave the prince?"
"And the Yunnan Blood Vine."
He practically crushed the spine of the book. "How could a banned drug from the border region appear in the Prince's pulse case?"
After careful consideration, Luo Xifeng said, "King Jing was in Weinan at that time."
Chu Yangyang replied, "You mean, this matter is also related to the Third Prince, Prince Jing?"
Luo Xifeng pursed his lips and said nothing.
The candlelight was dim. Chu Yangyang took half a step forward, wanting to get a closer look. The strands of hair on her forehead accidentally brushed against Luo Xifeng's cheek, and the slight touch caused a slight itch and stirred up ripples.
Luo Xifeng lowered his eyes and looked at her delicate and beautiful profile.
At this moment, he actually felt that the serious and calm Chu Yangyang was glowing with a gentle light.
"You understand medicine, what do you think is wrong with the prince?"
Chu Yangyang suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Their eyes met and both of them were stunned.
The candle wick burst into sparks, awakening the frozen night.
Luo Xifeng's heart trembled, and he immediately took a big step back.
"Cinnabar calms the nerves, blood vine prolongs life."
He traced his father's handwriting with his fingertips, pausing heavily at the line "The prince cried at night." "These two herbs should be used for convulsions."
She was puzzled: "But what does this have to do with King Jing?"
"Shhh."
Luo Xifeng suddenly put her in his arms between the bookshelf and pulled out the pearl hairpin that was about to fall from her hair.
When the cool end of the hairpin lifted her chin, he smelled the scent of herbal frost on her cuffs, which was surprisingly similar to the smell in his father's medicine room.
Why does Chu Yangyang have a scent that only her father could understand?
His deep eyes penetrated Chu Yangyang's heart.
Chu Yangyang's heart trembled. Was he murderous again?
Just as she was beginning to think about how to escape, Luo Xifeng suddenly spoke, "Does the princess know..."
As he leaned over, the jade pendant tassel brushed the back of her hand. "The blood vine tendrils are drawn with the blood of a living person?"
To get away from him, Chu Yangyang leaned back, her back against the spine of the book. She watched the moonlight cast on the small mole at the corner of his eye, and followed up on his words, "So... so who is the prince actually?"
"Poisoned."
He suddenly used his hairpin to rip open the book's pages, and a peacock-blue piece of paper fluttered down. "This is the gold-sprinkled paper from Prince Jing's Mansion."
Seeing the paper fall, Chu Yangyang reached out to grab it.
In an instant, Luo Xifeng suddenly grabbed her waist and turned around.
Two figures passed by the diamond-shaped window. Chu Yangyang's scream was covered by his palm, turning into warm moisture that hit his wrist.
"Butler Wang, what on earth are the princess and Lord Luo doing?"
"Shut up and listen carefully..."
Two figures overlapped and loomed by the window.
Chu Yangyang held Luo Xifeng's palms that were covering hers with both hands, and gently pushed them apart, revealing her cherry lips.
"Husband, ah, be gentle, you're hurting me."
Chu Yangyang suddenly let out a coquettish and numb moan.
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