Holding the medicine in his hand, he wanted to go outside the princess mansion several times to knock on the door, but he glanced at the three words on the plaque of the princess mansion, and then backed away.
A whole summer passed, and Qingluan never went to him to get medicine. Mu Yun faintly sensed that Ping Yang knew about this matter, so he didn't let Qing Luan come again.
However, he counted the days, she has been using the medicine he prepared since the beginning of summer, and the scar on her forehead must have almost disappeared by now.
After the scar on Pingyang's forehead, Emperor Jokhang's body became worse day by day. On the day of his sixtieth birthday, Pingyang, who had not appeared at his birthday banquet for two years, appeared at the birthday banquet this year .
Lord Taishi sat opposite her, and next to him was Miss Qianjin from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Yun Lang, eat more." She kept adding food to his dishes, but they were all Mu Yun's favorite pastries.
Pingyang, like at banquets in previous years, still likes to eat those greasy meals, and doesn't like to touch those pastries that don't fill his stomach.
The emperor and empress took a look at their little daughter, seeing that she was eating deliciously, and her eyes had never stayed on Lord Taishi who was opposite, so they were a little relieved.
"Ah, Yunlang, your sleeves are stained with pastry powder, I'll wipe them off for you." The daughter of the Xiangfu took out her silk handkerchief and wanted to wipe Mu Yun's sleeves in public, "Your Majesty Just come by yourself." Mu Yun declined her politely.
"This tea is cold, I'll ask the palace people to change another one for Yun Lang."
The words she said to Mu Yun, and the concern she had for Mu Yun, came to Pingyang's ears every single sentence, making her chew the food in her mouth, which was a little hard to swallow.
"What's the matter? Aren't the pastries I made for Yunlang all Yunlang likes to eat?" She grumbled aggrievedly, then glanced at Pingyang across the way, and said in a strange way: " Could it be that Yun Lang likes to eat those oily crystal elbows at the banquet?"
Ping Yang could tell that she was pointing fingers at Sang Huai.
It's just that she felt that the way she held her voice was very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed like the cry she heard before falling into the lotus pond when she was sixteen years old.
The hands holding the chopsticks tightened tightly, she finally raised her head, glared fiercely at the Xiangfu Qianjin opposite, reached out and picked up the crystal elbow on the table, walked over, "crack!" and threw it onto Mu Yun's dinner plate , "You are right, Yun Lang just likes to eat crystal elbows at banquets!"
After that, she bent down and picked up the bowl full of pastries, "He doesn't like any of the pastries you put in, but I like them very much. I ate them all for Yunlang, and it's not in vain. His painstaking efforts." After speaking, she stuffed all the pastries in the bowl into her mouth.
All the courtiers at the birthday banquet were shocked by that unrestrained eating.
"Boom!" With a loud sound, she put all the dishes and dishes in front of her again, and said to her, "You can leave after eating."
"You! You" Miss Qianjin of the Xiangfu's family pointed at her, her face flushed so red that she couldn't speak, she didn't look like a princess, she was just a shrew in the market.
She was in a hurry, looking at the guests at the banquet who looked at her smiling, she felt ashamed, cried and stood up from Mu Yun's side, and walked away awkwardly.
Ping Yang sat down on her seat and continued to eat the food on the table.
The scene in front of him made Mu Yun's lips curl up, and a strong smile appeared in his eyes.
"Cough cough cough"
Sitting on the main seat, Emperor Jokhang covered his mouth and pretended to cough a few times, but his mouth was full of joy. His highness, a domineering and arrogant princess, is really reluctant to part with her Lord Taishi.
After the banquet was over, Mu Yun chased up to thank her, "Just now, thank you Your Highness for helping me out." His appearance was still as humble as before.
"You don't need to thank me. Most of what she said just now was intended for me." There was still a trace of unhappiness on Pingyang's face.
"In any case, His Highness has helped the lower officials." In Mu Yun's words, there was a hint of wanting to repay her for helping her just now.
"If you really want to thank you, heal the scar on your forehead, and by the way, heal the scar on His Highness' forehead as well."
She pointed to his forehead, and also to her own.
Mu Yun smiled, and took out the medicine that was given to her last time from her cuff, "Your Highness, take this medicine back, and apply it for another autumn day, the scar on the forehead will be completely healed."
He takes this medicine with him every day.
But he can heal her, but he can't heal his own.
 "Okay, your highness will try again for a while." She snatched it away, gave him a proud look, and got into the carriage of the princess mansion.
After the carriage had traveled less than a mile, there were bursts of snickering from inside.
Qingluan also laughed along with her, she knew that Her Royal Highness's heart had already blossomed at the birthday banquet just now, but Zuo had been enduring it all the time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com