Chapter 1603 The Scar on the Face

Chapter 24 The Scar on the Face

Mo Shanghua pursed her white lips slightly, and subconsciously stroked her cheek with one hand, "Actually, the scars on my face have always been my heart disease. I heard that there are many rare treasures in the Medicine Pavilion. I want to make some medicine to heal the wound on this face."

In the blink of an eye, there was indifference in those gloomy eyes.

Yan Beicheng held the chopsticks that had been lifted up, and immediately stopped in mid-air. After a long time, he put them back again and fell silent.

Yan Beicheng didn't speak, and Mo Shanghua wanted to pretend to be a virtuous person, so she couldn't open her mouth. In the huge room, a needle could be heard suddenly.

After a long while, Yan Beicheng raised his lowered eyes slightly, looked sideways at Moshanghua, suppressed his previous disdain, and said in a low voice: "The medicine pavilion was set up by the emperor's order, those guards , are also specially sent by the father to guard, the gate control has always been so strict, when the king needs urgent medicine, he has never gone to the medicine pavilion."

After a pause, he closed his eyes to hide his expression, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "If you want to make medicine, you can go to the doctor Liu Zhengliu in the mansion, get a prescription from him, and let the housekeeper do it. "

The implication is that it is impossible to go to this medicine pavilion no matter what.

The butler guard kept asking for King Yu's orders, but if it was true, the nominal King Yu didn't have much real power at all, even if he gave orders, the butler would not obey obediently and let him into the Medicine Pavilion .

And this proves even more that the butler Zhang Wang is indeed from the imperial capital.

Now that Yan Beicheng said so, Mo Shanghua couldn't say anything, so she nodded her chin lightly, "Yes, thank you, my lord."

Yan Beicheng nodded slightly, and the deep color flashed in his clear eyes, and then he smiled as if nothing had happened: "This meal is getting cold, eat it quickly, if it spreads, others will I thought this king deliberately treated his concubine harshly, and gave her some cold food and cold dishes."

Mo Shanghua didn't miss the flashing deepness in Yan Beicheng's eyes, her heart trembled slightly, and she hurriedly lowered her head to grab the food in the bowl.

This King Yu, I am afraid that he is not as simple as he appears on the surface, he seems to be pretending to be something.

Just as she was about to continue eating with bowls and chopsticks, a little maid suddenly rushed in and saluted the two of them.

"See the prince and concubine, the prince and concubine are blessed."

"Exemption." Yan Beicheng raised his eyes from his rice bowl and waved his hand casually.

The maid then stood up, quietly raised her eyes to look at Mo Shanghua, hesitated for a while, and then said: "My lord and concubine, Mrs. Nan is asking to see you outside."

"Mrs. Nan?" Mo Shanghua frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt.

Qin Ya could still understand the simple lips, hurriedly came over, and reminded in a low voice, "It is Mrs. Nan Henan who entered the mansion with you yesterday and has been favored these days."

Only then did Mo Shanghua have an impression, but this impression was only heard, and she had never seen it.

Originally, she didn't care much about this person, but now that Yan Beicheng was here, she was somewhat curious.

Mo Shanghua turned his eyes to look at Yan Beicheng. Sure enough, when he heard that it was Nanhe, he put down his chopsticks, and slightly raised his lips, "Come in, please."

"Yes." The maid went away in response, and not long after, the beaded curtain that had just fallen was quickly lifted by a maid, and a woman walked in gracefully.

Girls are born extremely gentle and beautiful, and they can afford to have firm skin and crimson lips, even every frown and smile reveals a bit of gentleness and elegance, and their temperament is unmatched by others.

She walked in with graceful steps, lowered her eyebrows and walked in, respectfully following the etiquette and saluting one by one.

"My maid and concubine send greetings to the prince, all blessings to the prince."

"Greetings to the princess." She turned slightly, turned to Moshanghua, and said apologetically, "Speaking of which, it was the concubine who was impolite. She came to the mansion for so many days, but she didn't come to greet the princess. I hope the princess will forgive me." It is."

In every word and deed, they are all abiding by etiquette, and their attitude is also respectful and polite, and there is no trace of frivolity or arrogance.

He is indeed a wonderful person, a wonderful person with exquisite seven orifices.

Mo Shanghua looked at Nanhe quietly, his eyes darkened a little, and he paused for a few seconds before laughing.

"Nan Ji is serious. You have only been in the mansion for a few days, and it is not too late to see you now. Get up quickly, otherwise, the prince will feel distressed."

In the words, with the dignity and elegance that a princess should have.

She didn't know that the expression on his face was also unconsciously captured by Yan Beicheng, but it didn't show at all on his face, and his eyes fell on Nan He again, "Come and sit here, come, come, go Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Thank you, my lord." Nanhe said softly, and then walked over gracefully, sat down beside Yan Beicheng, and said, "I came in such a hurry, did I disturb the lord?"

"How could it be?" Yan Beicheng's attitude towards Nanhe seemed to have changed dramatically, his eyes were full of pampering, "It's you, your hands are so cold, but you're catching cold on the road?"

While speaking, he already held Nan He's tender and slender hand in the palm of his hand, and used his warm palm to warm Nan He's slightly cold hand.

Nan He didn't struggle, but smiled softly, and sent the other hand up, but said the duplicity in his mouth, "If the prince is like this, can't he be unable to eat?"

"Then let's eat first." Yan Beicheng followed her words, let go of his hand, and instead took a crystal bag, and gently put it into Nanhe's bowl.

Nan He lifted his chin lightly, his lips as pale as petals evoked a soft smile, "Thank you, my lord."

Mo Shanghua looked at the two people's show of affection like no one else, and there was no wave in her heart, but her eyes fell on Nanhe from time to time, quietly observing carefully, and at the same time secretly sighed in her heart .

It seems that those rumors are true, Yan Beicheng really dotes on this Nanhe very much.

Looking at this Nanhe, she looks soft and weak, and she is so good-looking, not to mention a man, even she will feel pity when she sees it, no wonder a dude like Yan Beicheng likes it .

Yan Beicheng and Nanhe flirted and scolded themselves, and Mo Shanghua tried to reduce their sense of existence. The atmosphere was harmonious for a while, but some people just like to destroy this kind of harmony.

Yunji and Pingji also sat down at the table unceremoniously after the servant girl's report. Although Mo Shanghua didn't like the two of them, she still guarded the dignity of a princess and ordered people to add two sets of bowls Come here with chopsticks.

Yun Ji glanced quietly at Yan Beicheng, who was serving Nanhe with food without paying attention, and then at Moshanghua, whose eyes were indifferent. She changed her mind, but hesitated and didn't speak.

After what happened last time, she was subconsciously a little guilty of Mo Shanghua, but she thought about it, the situation is different now, the prince is here, let's see how she dares to be presumptuous.