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Chapter 113 R Card: I, Beggar Gang, Give Money! (69)

There was a creaking sound at the door of the palace, and the guard who was passing the message came in quietly and called the old man out.

After a while, the old father-in-law returned to the Holy Master with small steps.

Whispering: "Your Majesty, someone from the Palace of the Seventh Prince has sent a message, saying that there is something important to be notified to His Highness the Seventh Prince immediately."

Hearing this, the Holy One raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but glance at Yi Jin.

He was unmoved and continued to write various coping strategies.

However, the slightly chaotic strokes of the pen have already exposed his absent-minded state at the moment.

Seeing that, the Holy Majesty couldn't help curling his lips into a chuckle, and then told the old man: "Notify, Lao Qi will go back immediately."

"..."

Yi Jin paused for a moment, and couldn't help raising his eyes in astonishment, looking at his father.

He put down the brush, thought for a while, and said, "Father, we haven't drawn up this strategy yet, so I'd better finish it first, then..."

"If you really think so, what are you doing with your hands right now?"

Seeing Yi Jin's hand subconsciously tidying up the notebook in front of him, the Holy One couldn't help laughing with his beard, and waved his hand, "Go back, that girl must have woken up and is anxious to see you."

"...The minister will leave first."

Now that his father said so, Yi Jin felt that he would be a fool to evade, and after Ju Li resigned, he left Anshen Temple like a breeze.

The Holy One was left alone through the window, looking at the departing back of the emperor's son.

After a long time, he smiled lightly and closed the memorial in his hand.

"It was clear that he was sent to Xian'er to take revenge on Gu. If it was really your lover's son, you wouldn't have the heart."

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Yi Jin hurried back to the Palace of the Seventh Prince, but did not see Nian Qingqing.

Instead, she saw the little maid at her disposal carrying a basin of clothes and walking through the apse.

Seeing Yi Jin, the little maid was stunned for a moment, and quickly put down the wooden basin to salute: "Your Highness Seventh, you are back."

"Where's the young girl?"

As Yi Jin asked, he casually looked at the clothes in the tub.

It seemed...it was the suit she was wearing today.

Why are the clothes still there, but the people are gone?
"...Go back to Your Highness, Miss Nian, she... Ah!"

The little maid was stunned, and couldn't help but glance towards the apse.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he hastily knelt down to Yi Jin and bowed his head to plead guilty, "Please forgive me, Your Highness, this servant has already persuaded the Chinese New Year girl, but she just won't listen, there is nothing this servant can do..."

Yi Jin was confused when he heard it, and his eyes sank angrily: "Can you talk about the main points?"

"……Yes!"

The little maid was taken aback, and continued tremblingly, "It's... Miss Nian, she went to your highness's exclusive bath... to take a bath..."

"...What's so surprising about this."

Yi Jin was really convinced.

but……

After imagining what the little maid had just said for a while, Yi Jin couldn't help opening his eyes slightly, and slowly, not too deliberately, wandered towards the direction of the apse.

The bath... huh?

His thoughts moved slightly, and his feet began to move forward uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, before he took two steps forward, a Tianshu Pavilion shadow guard suddenly appeared and half-kneeled in front of him.

Report: "Your Highness, the imperial physician reports that the condition of Concubine Xuan has stabilized."

"..."

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Leng Gong.

Yi Jin sat in front of the small tea table next to the bed, looking at the middle-aged woman lying on the bed who was being pulsed by the imperial doctor with a calm face.

Until the imperial doctor nodded slightly, packed up his belongings and stood up, his eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help asking: "When will she wake up?"

(End of this chapter)