Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 926: The Wasteful Prince vs. the First Female Official 1

Xuan Yanjing subconsciously chewed the sweetness in his mouth. After chewing and swallowing the candied fruit, he seemed to suddenly realize who had stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth.

He glared and spat a few times. Who knew if this female official had poisoned him or put some kind of witchcraft on him.

His eyes moved across Lingyao's face twice, with a look of scrutiny and vigilance, like a little beast always on guard against traps.

"Where did you get the candied fruit? I'm warning you, this is the Crown Prince's residence. Don't even think about doing anything to me...hiss, it hurts!"

Xuan Yanjing glared at Lingyao fiercely. The pain that had just been distracted returned because of Lingyao's rough technique in the next step, even more severe than before, crushing the tiger skin on his face in one go.

Lingyao glanced at him lightly and coldly. She didn't want to touch him. Wasn't this his own request?

Lingyao held his arm, too lazy to pay attention to Xuan Yanjing, the chatterbox, and quickly changed the bottle of medicine.

Although her movements were not much better than Xuan Yanjing's own application of medicine, at least Lingyao knew about medicine. Her technique was rough but efficient.

Seeing that Lingyao ignored him and was shouting, Xuan Yanjing snorted and asked Xiao Fuzi to bring him a brocade towel to wipe his sweat. How could he allow himself to get sweat all over his face!

After wiping it, he asked Xiao Fuzi to bring over a plate of candied fruit.

Xiao Fuzi was puzzled. Didn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just spit out the candied fruit? Why did he want to eat it again? Although it seemed like he had been spitting for a long time and only uttered a few words "Ptui, ptui, ptui".

But Xiao Fuzi didn't dare to say anything more, especially when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was suffering and in a bad mood.

He brought it over quickly.

Xuan Yanjing picked up two pieces with his empty hand and threw them into his mouth, but he always felt that they were not as delicious as the one just now.

He stared at Lingyao's profile as she was applying medicine for a while, and finally he stiffened his neck and coughed twice.

Lingyao raised her eyelids and glanced at him. The words she spat out were like a sharp knife, piercing Xuan Yanjing's fragile heart fiercely: "What's wrong? Is the poison taking effect?"

Xiao Fuzi, who was standing next to him, gasped and could not believe her ears. Even if Minister Wen was sent by the Imperial Concubine, he would not bully others like this. He actually said such disrespectful words casually. She had several heads for beheading.

Xuan Yanjing's pale mouth twitched twice. He originally wanted to ask her where she got the candied fruit, but now he didn't have the face to ask.

He felt that he would not die from the pain, but from the anger.

Xuan Yanjing was completely displeased and angry. He simply pulled his hand away and didn't want Lingyao to apply medicine to him.

As a result, there was no twitching...

Xuan Yanjing secretly tried hard...but nothing happened.

What did this female official eat to grow up? How come she is so strong?

Lingyao saw that the catfish on his display board had finally lay flat after struggling for a long time, so she took out the box of candied fruit from her sleeve and pushed it in front of him.

There was a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Here, the antidote."

Xuan Yanjing half-raised her long eyelashes and glanced at the box.

Without saying a word, he slowly moved his fingers towards the box, holding his breath, as if no one would notice his current behavior as long as he didn't breathe.

Xiao Fuzi was stunned watching from the side. What was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince trying to steal?

No, how could he dare to think about His Royal Highness like that in his heart! This is the Prince's Mansion, and His Royal Highness is everywhere. His Royal Highness just took a wooden box, how could it be considered stealing in a dream?

After finally getting the box in his hand, Xuan Yanjing opened it with a flick of his fingers.

Inside the box was a full box of candied fruits arranged in rows, including peaches, grapes, and some other invisible fruits, all covered with a thick layer of icing sugar.

Xuan Yanjing swallowed his saliva, but what he said was - "Use this wooden box to store food. This is..."

He subconsciously wanted to ask if this was food for humans, but the words got stuck on the tip of his tongue. His Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the words back, then said something else, "Didn't the Imperial Concubine give you a reward?"

As he said this, he didn't hesitate to pick up a piece and throw it into his mouth, one piece after another.

Xiao Fuzi, who was standing next to them, felt a little greedy. It was just a box of candied fruit. Could it really be so delicious? Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's appetite has not been as good as before in recent years, he should not be unable to eat candied fruit.

After Lingyao finished treating the wounds on his arms and wrists, she glanced at the long cut on his leg and patted his uninjured thigh.

"Lift your legs."

Once again, disrespectful.

As expected, people's bottom line and acceptance level will be pushed back step by step.

At least now, when Xiao Fuzi heard Lingyao not using honorifics but also giving orders to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the expression on her face was not as shocked as before.

Xuan Yanjing had already eaten half a box of candied fruit and hadn't stopped yet. When he heard Lingyao's words, he thought it was a courtesy to her "candied fruit" and obediently raised his leg.

Xiao Fuzi quickly came forward with a stool to cushion Xuan Yanjing's legs, and Lingyao, for convenience, lifted his legs and moved them onto her own legs.

Xiao Fuzi stood frozen in place, holding the stool in her hand.

Xuan Yanjing felt the soft human flesh pad under his legs, and his fingers that were picking up the candied fruit froze as if they were under a spell of immobilization.

Her eyes widened, her lips moved but no words came out. Her cheeks flushed at a visible speed, from her chin all the way to her forehead, and even her neck was slightly red, as if it had been steamed by hot air.

He stared at Lingyao, trying to understand the female official's intentions from her eyes. Was it intentional or deliberate?!

Unfortunately, Lingyao didn't even look at her.

Soon an idea flashed through his mind, and this idea made his hot face and neck feel as if they were thrown into an ice spring in winter.

The heat quickly faded, and my fingers gradually became cold.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly sneered.

"It turns out that this is your real purpose."

Before, he thought that the Imperial Noble Consort was just doing the same as before, trying to stop him from learning knowledge and not to be criticized, so she just picked a few people to be his tutors to keep him company.

Now it seems that I underestimated the other party's plan.

Lingyao didn't know what Xuan Yanjing was imagining, so she raised her eyes and asked him directly, "What is my purpose?"

Xuan Yanjing didn't answer but just curled the corners of his lips without any warmth. His originally dark eyes slowly turned into a calmness covered with a layer of gray.

"nothing."

As he spoke, he closed the opened candied fruit box.

While Lingyao was treating her wound, the atmosphere was much quieter than before.

Obviously, the wound on the leg was larger and more serious, and the pain must have been greater, but Xuan Yanjing pursed his lips and said nothing, at most turning his head to look at the wall.

Xuan Yanjing originally thought that Lingyao would leave after the wound was healed.

As a result, not only did the man not leave, he also prepared to teach him without considering that he had just bandaged his wound.

Xuan Yanjing leaned back in the chair, as if his bones were growing on it.

Lazily: "No need, I guess Wen Shang Gong doesn't want to waste time."

"willing."

The room was quiet for a moment, and Xuan Yanjing's heart seemed to slow down. His gaze, which had been lazily staring into the air, finally fell on Lingyao's face.

Lingyao spoke at a steady pace, with no unnecessary expressions on her face, but she made people feel at ease and reliable, as if this was something she needed to take seriously.

"Why are you pretending?" Xuan Yanjing muttered, glanced at Lingyao, and turned his face away awkwardly, "Whatever you want."