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Before Zhi Yuan could think about it, a court lady brought something to serve him with medicinal meals.

After recovering some strength, Zhi Yuan asked a court lady, "Where is His Highness the Third Prince?"

The maid replied softly: "Young Master, His Highness is in the outer room."

Outhouse?Zhi Yuan was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Where is this?"

"It's the bedroom of His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Only then did Zhiyuan realize that the bed under her was actually Ling Wenze's, and he let herself sleep on his bed?

Holding the quilt covering her body with her left hand, Zhi Yuan couldn't figure out what the third prince wanted him to do.

Everyone in the inner room retreated, leaving only Zhi Yuan lying on the bed.Turning her head to look in the direction of the door of the inner room, Zhi Yuan knew that Ling Wenze was outside.Feeling that it was not suitable for him to continue lying here, he got up from the bed, took the clothes brought to him by the maid with his left hand, and put it on himself without difficulty.Although his dominant hand is missing, it will not affect his actions. After all, he has trained his left hand to be as flexible as his right hand all these years in Yuanyang Tower.

Ling Wenze was sitting in front of the desk on the side of the outer room, staring at a thick book and a pile of rice paper in a daze—it was this book, he had to copy it twenty times, and he still had a brush!He started rubbing his chin and thinking about whether he could return to the previous world if he died now, but speaking of it, his body seemed to have turned into ashes directly...

When Zhi Yuan came out, the first thing she saw was Ling Wenze's deep expression.I didn't know what he was thinking about, and I didn't know if I could see the things on the table, so Zhiyuan made some movements on purpose to make Ling Wenze notice his existence.

Seeing Zhi Yuan coming out, Ling Wenze looked at his severed hand first.Zhi Yuan sensed his gaze, but said nothing.

Ling Wenze sat in his seat without moving, but asked aloud, "Why did you come out?"

Zhiyuan walked five steps away from the table, knelt down and bowed, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving your life." No matter what Ling Wenze wants to do, at least he has really saved his life now, since he is relying on others to save face. Zhi Yuan felt that she still had to do what she had said.

Looking at the back of Zhiyuan's head, Ling Wenze touched his nose. He was still not used to being bowed down by people, but he didn't go to help Zhiyuan himself, but said, "Get up."

Ling Wenze waved away all the eunuchs and maids who were serving in the room, and Zhi Yuan stood up and asked, "Your Highness said that you want Zhi Yuan to help you 'do experiments', but I don't know what exactly you want to do?"

Ling Wenze blinked, and said with some resentment: "I can't do it now, there are not enough things."

Zhi Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then heard Ling Wenze ask: "Can you write?"

Just as Zhi Yuan was about to nod, she saw Ling Wenze slap her forehead: "Sorry, I forgot your hand."

The third prince in front of her was actually apologizing to herself, and Zhi Yuan felt that she was getting more and more confused.He lowered his eyes to see the name on the book in front of Ling Wenze: "Rituals".

Knowing that this is a code of etiquette compiled by the Department of Rituals, Zhi Yuan asked, "What is your Highness doing?"

Ling Wenze sighed subconsciously: "Copy the book." He picked up the book and shook it, "I was punished by Yong...father, such a thick book, twenty times!"

Ling Wenze's voice and expression were full of resentment. Zhiyuan didn't know how Ling Wenze offended Emperor Yong. He felt that it was not appropriate to ask questions in his own capacity, so he said, "If Your Highness doesn't mind, Zhi Yuan can help His Highness copy."

Ling Wenze looked at him in surprise: "You can also use your left hand?"

Zhi Yuan nodded, and asked Ling Wenze to find some words he had written before, observed them carefully, then skillfully picked up the pen with his left hand to dip in the ink, and began to copy.

Ling Wenze carefully compared the third prince's previous writing with Zhi Yuan's, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was almost no difference.He excitedly said to Zhiyuan: "Thank you! You are really amazing!"

Zhiyuan's hands froze, and almost fainted a puddle of ink.He looked up at Ling Wenze who was standing beside him and looked down at him writing, and suddenly he had the feeling that this person was not the third prince.But he still didn't say anything, just continued to copy.

Realizing that his performance was somewhat out of character, Ling Wenze coughed dryly, and said, "Anyway, it's been hard work, you copy it first, I'll go to bed for a while." The emperor called to give a lecture, and he was already too sleepy.Originally Zhiyuan was lying on the bed, so he decided to copy the book for a while, after all, twenty times in seven days really killed him.Now that Zhi Yuan is helping him copy the books, he can be lazy and sleep for a while.

After instructing the eunuch guarding the door not to be disturbed without his orders, Ling Wenze happily closed the door and went to sleep.

Zhi Yuan glanced at Ling Wenze's back as he entered the inner room, and while copying the book, she thought: Is this Third Prince really planning to share the same bed with him?

When he was lying comfortably on the bed with his coat removed, Ling Wenze realized that Zhi Yuan was lying here just now. He even felt that he could smell the faint smell of blood, bitter medicine, and Zhi Yuan's body.Before falling asleep, Ling Wenze thought, it's okay, it smells good.

Ling Wenze was woken up by Zhi Yuan's knock on the door, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and called Zhi Yuan in: "Is it time for lunch?"

For the first time in Zhi Yuan's life, he felt speechless, and he said: "It is His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

Fifth Prince Ling Wenjin?Ling Wenze recalled that he seemed to be a 13-year-old boy.In the past, the third prince didn't have much contact with the fifth prince. Although both of them belonged to the princes who were not very favored, the fifth prince's biological mother, Concubine Jin, was still there after all. Moreover, Concubine Jin's father was the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, so he was very popular with Emperor Yong. Your respect, so in general, the fifth prince's status in Emperor Yong and in the palace is much higher than that of the third prince.

It was impossible for King Jia and the second prince to come to see him, so only the fifth prince might walk away from the project of saving face.

Ling Wenze was thinking about this in a daze, when he saw Zhi Yuan took his clothes and stood beside the bed.

Lifting the quilt and getting off the bed, Ling Wenze took the clothes and put them on by himself: "I'll do it myself."

Zhi Yuan stood aside to watch Ling Wenze put on his clothes, and stretched out his left hand to straighten his collar after he was dressed.

The slightly intimate behavior made Ling Wenze a little uncomfortable, but thinking that Zhi Yuan is now his male favourite, it seems that such contact is normal.

Zhi Yuan's left hand was a little stiff after copying the book for an hour, but he managed to tidy up Ling Wenze's clothes as soon as possible, and the two went to the outer room together.

A eunuch led the fifth prince in, and the young man stood there and bowed respectfully to Ling Wenze: "Brother three princes."

Ling Wenze waved his hand to signal that he doesn't need to be too polite: "What do you want to do here?"

Probably because Ling Wenze's words were too direct, the fifth prince seemed a little at a loss, and then felt that his brother, the third prince, might be in a bad mood.After all, every time the fifth prince wanted to approach him in the past, he would leave indifferently.

What Ling Wenze asked was what he really wanted to ask, and he didn't have any bad emotions.But the fifth prince's expression reminded him of the third prince's attitude towards this child in the past, and he secretly scolded the original owner for being useless and inferior, for treating the child so unfriendly.

Ling Wenze was already 30 years old before time travel, and the 13-year-old Fifth Prince was a child to him. That's right. Ling Wenze has always been friendly to children. Of course, the premise is that the child is cute.But in his current memory, the Fifth Prince Ling Wenjin was a very cute child.Just like his biological mother Concubine Jin, this young man is also gentle and responsible in dealing with others. The mother and son have always treated the third prince very well, but the original owner didn't appreciate it at all.

Without waiting for the fifth prince to say anything, Ling Wenze quickly explained: "I just want to say, I'm being grounded, aren't you afraid that my father will blame you for coming to see me like this?"

The fifth prince finally showed a smile: "No, we are brothers and sisters, it's too late for the father to be happy."

Ling Wenze's attitude seemed to make the fifth prince relax, and the smile on his face showed the youthful vitality even more.

The Fifth Prince looked at Zhi Yuan who was already kneeling by the table, and then Zhi Yuan said: "Zhi Yuan has seen His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

After letting Zhiyuan get up, the fifth prince leaned over to look at Ling Wenze who was sitting in front of the table, and said, "Brother Sanhuang, my concubine asked me to bring you some things, and I will leave them to the father-in-law in charge of your palace."

"Help me to thank your mother and concubine." Ling Wenze pretended to follow Zhiyuan's handwriting and continued to copy down. In fact, imitating the third prince's handwriting is not difficult for him, but he is just lazy.

The fifth prince glanced at Ling Wenze. Originally, he was indeed here to visit the third brother under the order of Concubine Jin. Normally, he could leave after delivering the things and greetings, but Ling Wenze's attitude today made him feel that he could do more. Let's talk a few words.

"Brother Sanhuang, are you copying "Rituals"?"

Ling Wenze sighed, pretending to be tired from copying, put down the brush and flicked his wrist: "Yes, twenty times, father is really cruel."

The Fifth Prince was amused by him, and then he looked at Zhi Yuan and asked, "Brother Three..."

Ling Wenze interrupted him: "Xiao Wu, you can just call me Third Brother from now on." The title "Emperor Brother" should be reserved for people like King Jia and Second Prince.

Seemingly very happy with the improvement in the relationship with Ling Wenze, the fifth prince followed his example like a friend: "Third brother, why on earth do you want this young man? It's also because he was punished by his father for grounding and copying books... and..."

Zhi Yuan followed the fifth prince's gaze to look at Ling Wenze's forehead. He didn't expect that Ling Wenze was punished because of him. So, the injury on his forehead was probably caused by Emperor Jia.

Clenching her left hand tightly, Zhi Yuan was also waiting for Ling Wenze's answer.

Ling Wenze glanced at Zhiyuan, who was looking at him, and said to the Fifth Prince: "That's right, I want a male favorite. It's okay, it just so happens that I don't have to go to court these days."

Fifth Prince/Zhi Yuan: "..."

Ignoring the silence of the two, Ling Wenze rubbed his stomach and said, "Xiao Wu, let's eat at Brother San's at noon." He was really hungry.