Compared with the Princess Dongyang, which is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and the Yue Mansion, which seems to be unprepared at all, the Jia Prince's Mansion Villa Villa Villa Villa Villa Villa Villa is a well-known and well-behaved courtyard at first glance. Because the real palace is far northwest, this villa in Jinling even if it is essentially the responsibility of the royal palace in Jinling, it can only be called a villa, and the guards and servants are far fewer than the real palace.

However, Yue Qianqiu, who came here for the first time, walked along with the fat man, saw that the pavilions, towers, flowers, plants and trees were carefully maintained, and the quality of the people who were in contact with each other was also very good. Whether it was retreating and ceremonial or dealing with people, it was not inferior to those top families, just as if there was a very outstanding head of the family to take care of it.

Faced with such details, Yue Qianqiu, who knew how difficult it was for the housekeeper, couldn't help but feel moved. Although he was not in charge of the family, he didn't know that the firewood and rice were expensive, compared with the world of difference between the third wife of the Yue family and the eldest wife of the current family, he knew how rare some talents were. Although this villa should not have so many housework, it is so decent now that it has been vacant for many years, and it can be imagined.

So, when he saw the butler who was leading the way with a slanted body, thanking the fat man again and again with a smile on his face, he interrupted, "It seems that this villa has been more than 20 years since its completion? The house that has been so old that it is still as elegant as new and orderly as it is. King Jia and the prince should really reward you for their hard work."

The housekeeper immediately smiled even more happily, but said humbly: "Where is, the Ninth Prince is really a mistake. We just try our best to maintain this villa, and we dare not say it is elegant. How dare we praise it? As long as the prince thinks it is good, we will be content. There are many old houses in Jinling City that have been passed down for a hundred years. Now it looks simple and elegant, which is a first-class taste."

"That's different. All of those century-old houses live and live. With popularity, they will naturally not easily decay. This villa was empty for so long. If it were another family, from the house to the decay of the furnishings, most people from the top and bottom were tired and lazy. How could they have the energy of the villa in the Jiawang Mansion? From this point of view, His Royal Highness Jia really chose a good housekeeper!"

The little fat man didn't expect that Yue Qianqiu would praise a mere housekeeper again and again. He felt a little unhappy and couldn't help but stare at him. But seeing Zhou Jiyue's face was calm but his eyes were a little sharp, he couldn't help but think secretly, could it be difficult for this villa to maintain this way? As he thought about it, his eyes when he looked at the housekeeper unconsciously showed some scrutiny.

The butler hurriedly lowered his head, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he really stopped talking. Seeing his pussy-like appearance, the little fat man immediately overturned the guess that he had thought was number one person, and his chin rose up again. When he finally arrived at the dormitory where Li Chongming usually sat and lie down, he saw that Li Chongming had gone out and helped the maid come out, so he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

However, after three or four days of not seeing him, he saw that Li Chongming, who was still wrapped in white cloth on his forehead, was actually somewhat shaped and flanked. He was stunned for a moment. Even when this kid was fighting to show off in front of the emperor on weekdays, he wanted to die, but now he saw such a situation, even if he couldn't say sympathy, he was really a little confused in his heart.

So the fat man quickly walked forward a few steps and said carelessly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so ignorant of maintenance? I'm here to see you, how can you let the patient greet you outside? Go in quickly, don't be so polite!"

After that, Yue Qianqiu, who saw Li Chongming say thank you first, then stared at the little fat man with deep eyes for a while, and finally spit out a word. He was just restless and felt that he was really uneasy. This shock was extraordinary. He had always believed in his premonition, because it was really... good but bad, bad!

Seeing Li Chongming leaning into the house, the little fat man was about to follow. When he was hesitating, Li Chongming suddenly said in front of him: "Thank you, Master Jiu and Sect Master Zhou, for coming with His Highness Ying. Are you waiting outside or coming in together?"

Before the fat man could make a decision, Yue Qianqiu immediately said to himself: "Let the guards wait outside. As for us, we are actually here to visit the disease with His Highness King Ying. My master's wife is Huichun Temple, and the master Zhou is also the best friend of the high-ranking sister Song of Huichun Temple. For those quacks who cannot be cured, we will give you a pulse and keep your medicine until the disease is cured!"

The little fat man originally hoped that Yue Qianqiu and Zhou Jiyue would be with him so that no one would watch him. But now Yue Qianqiu's acting skills are so exaggerated, he couldn't help but feel very strange. What he didn't expect was that Zhou Jiyue did not defamate because of Yue Qianqiu's nonsense, but said lightly: "I dare not say that the medicine is cured, but I can always give some useful suggestions."

Both of them said this, and Li Chongming had nothing to say for a moment. When he brought the three of them into the house, he saw the four guards brought by the fat man covering the door from outside. Seeing that the posture was bound to be there like a pile, he walked forward a few steps, but he didn't expect that a pair of powerful hands immediately reached out to hold his arm.

"Your Highness the King of Ying has already told the prince not to be polite. Don't sit and talk, go to bed and lie down. Patients should look like patients, don't show off."

Unable to resist Yue Qianqiu, Li Chongming saw that the little fat man was smiling and did not say anything, so he did not refuse. When Yue Qianqiu was pressed on the bed and was still covered in a quilt, he saw that the little fat man had moved a Jindun to sit down by the bed, and he didn't know what it felt like, let alone what to say.

The little fat man coughed lightly and said seriously: "I came here today, so of course I will see how you are. After all, others don't know, we know that although you are trauma, you are actually heart disease. Seeing you like this now, when I go back, my father will definitely not be at ease. Qianqiu, you should try taking your pulse by Master Zhou?"

Are you still serious?

When Yue Qianqiu saw the fat man smirking, he immediately grabbed Li Chongming's left wrist pulse and auscultated it. However, traditional Chinese medicine is not something that ordinary people can learn, just like him. Although he has Su Shiqi, the master's wife, who is close to the water and the moon will be the first to get the moon, he can't figure out the name other than the beating pulse no matter what.

For example, what is floating, what is astringent, what is slippery... Oh, it is naturally impossible for a man to diagnose any slippery pulse. In short, he is really just pretending to be a vain at the moment. In fact, except for hearing Li Chongming's very fast heartbeat, he didn't hear anything else. But just the heartbeat is already very telling.

He pretended to look at Li Chongming deeply, then handed the wrist he grabbed to Zhou Jiyue, and whispered to her: "Jiyue, listen? Although trauma is easy to treat and heart disease is difficult to cure, I dare say that Prince Jia is not just heart disease, but something that has accumulated in his internal organs is already very terrifying."

When Zhou Jiyue saw Yue Qianqiu pretending to be a famous doctor in a serious way, she couldn't help but feel angry and funny. But she had always been used to cooperating with him in front of outsiders, so she just put on Li Chongming's left wrist and said something mysterious, but when she concentrated on her mind, she discovered the heartbeat that was so fast that it was unresponsive and some incongruity hidden in her pulse.

Although he was weak after the trauma and the mood that was difficult to express in words, Li Chongming's pulse and breathing were confusing at this moment, but Zhou Jiyue was different from Yue Qianqiu after all. After returning from Jinling that year, he took over as the leader of the Bailian Sect for six years. In addition to dealing with various challenges and discussions on the surface, he also had many secret calculations, so he was more familiar with certain things.

That weakness does not seem to be poisoning, but rather it seems like there is something wrong with diet and recuperation when the trauma has not healed, and I have eaten something that is not conducive to recovery from the injury...

Therefore, she stared at Li Chongming for a long time, and finally said meaningfully: "Originally, when the King of Ying asked me and Qianqiu to help me be lobbyists, I didn't agree, but now it seems that the local atmosphere of the Prince Jia Mansion is indeed not very suitable for people to recuperate from injury."

The little fat man had originally expected Yue Qianqiu to raise the topic, but he didn't expect that Zhou Jiyue was so proactive. He was overjoyed and nodded and said, "That's right, that's the reason! You don't know that since the incredible thing of the robbery of the law, there are rumors everywhere in Jinling City, saying that Lou Ying, the deputy envoy of the Northern Yanqiu Safari Department, sneaked in again and was making trouble everywhere..."

When the fat man was nagging and talking, Zhou Jiyue saw that Li Chongming's face turned slightly pale at first, and then the right hand hidden in the quilt seemed to tremble slightly. When she heard the three words Lou Ying long, she suddenly saw that the prince Jia was trembling violently. With such a clear reaction, it was hard for her to miss it.

Just as she was trying to say something, Li Chongming suddenly pulled his other hand out of the quilt, and actually held the right hand she had just used to take the pulse, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhou Master Zhou, Qianqiu said that I had something accumulated in my internal organs. You said that the qi in the other courtyards of Prince Jia's mansion is not conducive to recuperation. Could it be that I would die?"

Zhou Jiyue didn't expect that Li Chongming would suddenly show such a fear of death. After being stunned, she felt a soft thing stuffed into her hands. If Li Chongming's reaction was very strange when he just found out that the fat man said the word Lou Ying Chang, then now that the other party's clear behavior was done, she realized that things were extraordinary.

Yue Qianqiu, whose eyes were poisonous and absolutely no slower than her, immediately pressed the fat man's hand heavily to prevent him from taking Li Chongming back to the palace and saying it.

Fortunately, the little fat man was finally a very fast reaction. From Li Chongming's abnormality, Zhou Jiyue's silence, and Yue Qianqiu's movements, he keenly realized that something seemed not so right.

So, the fat man's words immediately changed: "I think your villa looks great, but it's not good to be bored at home after all, so you might as well go out for a walk. Look, I'm now hanging out with Qianqiu and the others in Wuying Pavilion, which is much more fun than the dull place in the Imperial College. I went back to tell my father, and I simply asked you to come to Wuying Pavilion too..."

Yue Qianqiu saw Zhou Jiyue quietly put Li Chongming in his sleeves quietly, and heard the little fat man talking and pretending to be a good uncle. He had to admit that once the little fat man became smart, it would be really reassuring.

Taking advantage of the little fat man's time to speak, he pretended to be absent-minded, but in fact he quickly looked around the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes, and recorded the copper tubes that might be equipped with eavesdropping, or peepholes, or even secret passages. He received special training when he went to Beiyan. Although he was incompetent and had no omissions, he also had a few doubts.

Seeing that the little fat man was nagging, he yawned like a rule, and then said unhappily: "Ying Xiaopang, are you still going to finish? I am just talking to Jiyue, and I'm just talking nonsense to scare Prince Jia. I'm heartbroken, maybe it's better if I'm scared! You don't really have such a kiss with him on weekdays, so why are you pretending to be a good uncle now?"

The fat man's first reaction was that he was furious, but then he felt a little frustrated. The angry thing was that Yue Qianqiu was unceremonious to dismantle his own stage, but the shocking thing was that Yue Qianqiu clearly mentioned that he was acting well, so why did he remind him not to pretend? Combined with the series of abnormal situations just now, he immediately jumped up.

"Yue Qianqiu, what do you mean? What do you mean by pretending to be a good uncle? I am a good uncle!"

"Come on, if you are really a good uncle, I will be your surname! Isn't it just that I am about to be the prince, so hurry up and maintain my image?" Yue Qianqiu deliberately raised his voice and then laughed, "The prince of Prince Jia is not a fool, so he has seen it long ago. With his body, you can do enough. If you are too lazy, it will only delay people's recovery and rest, and you will not be kind!"

"Who do you think is not at ease?" The little fat man's voice suddenly became louder, and he clenched his fists, as if he was so angry that he was trembling all over.

Zhou Jiyue looked at Li Chongming in a daze on the bed. Seeing that his eyes were a little dull, he blinked very quickly when he bumped into his own eyes. She immediately knew in her heart and shouted in a deep voice: "Qianqiu, what is this? Can't you control your bad temper? Have you said enough? If you say enough, go out with His Highness Ying!"

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Li Chongming said in a dry and awkward voice: "Zhengmaster Zhou, you can go out too..."

Seeing Zhou Jiyue, Li Chongming buried his head between his hands and said in a muffled voice: "I want to stay alone and be quiet. Can you please take Your Highness Ying and Young Master Yue Jiu out?"

Yue Qianqiu made a fuss about something, just to ask Li Chongming for this sentence. At this moment, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. However, before he could take the opportunity to continue the show, a sinister voice came from outside.
Chapter completed!