Princess Medical Doctor Chapter 491.2 - Childishness, OCD (Part 2)

Chapter 491: Childishness, OCD (Part 2)

Prince Wen, Xiao Ziwen, the eldest son of the emperor, was deeply loved by the emperor in his early years. Because he was fond of martial arts and was tired of studying since he was young, he joined the army. He now held 30,000 soldiers in his hand. Although it was not much, their power was not something can be underestimated.
“Ziwen is here? Zian, it will be if you will accompany me to welcome your elder brother.” Princess Fushou Zhang’s eyes lit up, it can be seen that he was quite close to Prince Wen.
“Imperial Aunt, if my elder brother sees me, he will scold me. I will get inside first.” Xiao Zian released Princess Fushou Zhang‘s hand and quickly retreated behind Lin Chujiu.
Lin Chujiu saw Xiao Zian, extremely uncomfortable. He even wiped the non-existing dirt on his clothes.
It seems that Xiao Zian has the obsessive-compulsive disease.
“You’re still so scared of Ziwen?” Princess Fushou Zhang seemed to think of something interesting and smiled: “Alright, I will go by myself, you accompany your Imperial Aunt.”
As soon as Princess Fushou Zhang left, Xiao Zian breathed a sigh of relief, which was really funny.
Seeing that Xiao Zian was still uncomfortably brushing his sleeves, Lin Chujiu handed the handkerchief on her hand to Xiao Zian. “Wipe it.” Seeing that Xiao Zian helped her cope with the annoying Princess Fushou Zhang, she decided to sacrifice her handkerchief. Anyway, it was not embroidered by her.
Xiao Zian froze for a moment before taking the handkerchief from Lin Chujiu’s hand. “Thank you, Imperial Aunt.” His face looked calm, but his ears were slightly red, it seemed like he was embarrassed.
Lin Chujiu chuckled. Fearing that Xiao Zian will be more embarrassed, she quickly changed the subject: “I heard that the crown prince has arrived, we should go now, to not let the crown prince wait for a long time.”
It can be said that the crown prince really gave Princess Fushou Zhang a face. The earliest person to arrive was no other than him, which made Lin Chujiu speechless.
Xiao Zian breathed a sigh of relief, took the handkerchief given by Lin Chujiu, and wiped his hands carefully. He even wiped the clothes touched by Princess Fushou Zhang. Only by then, Xiao Zian felt less uncomfortable.
He didn’t have any opinion on Princess Fushou Zhang, nor have any feelings, but when he thought of what Princess Fushou Zhang was doing, he was somewhat feeling awkward.
After wiping, Xiao Zian glanced at the handkerchief in his hand and was about to put it away. However, a maidservant behind him stepped forward and asked him about it.
Xiao Zian didn’t think much about it and gave the handkerchief to the maid, but somehow, when the handkerchief was taken away, Xiao Zian was inexplicably unhappy… …
He was too busy lately, so he easily gets cranky.
After shaking his head and throwing away his ridiculous emotion, Xiao Zian went forward with a fixed smile.
The guests invited by Princess Fushou Zhang were all important figures, but not many. Except for Prince Wen behind them, the Crown Prince, the Lin mother and daughter also has arrived.
The scenery in the courtyard was very nice. There were many trees, so even if the sun was hot, they can’t feel the heat while walking inside. Princess Fushou Zhang arranged the guest in the garden. When Lin Chujiu and Xiao Zian entered, the Crown Prince was chatting with Lin Furen, while Lin Wanting was standing obediently behind her mother.
Because Lin Furen and Lin Wanting’s back was facing the door, they didn’t see Lin Chujiu and Xiao Zian walking in. However, the Crown Prince has seen them. It’s just, he continued sitting there motionless, as if he was waiting for Lin Chujiu and Xiao Zian to come forward and greet him.
The Crown Prince was still as naive as before!
Lin Chujiu shook her head but acted like she didn’t see the Crown Prince. She walked slowly towards the empty table… …
Want her to take the initiative to pay greetings?
Hmph… so what if his identity was a crown prince, what is her identity… …