The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Shang Xi said, "Okay, okay, I won't ask any more questions. Please get up and go to the outer room to eat. The delicious food has been placed on the table for you."

Wan Lianxing was slowly supported by Cheng Feng. Shang Xi saw that this man was really good at ordering people around. Cheng Feng was only twelve years younger than Shang Xi, but he treated Cheng Feng like his own son. Cheng Feng's biological father, Master Wan, and his biological mother, Madam Wan, had never treated this silly son like this, but Wan Lianxing was able to do it.

Cheng Feng, who was difficult to tame, had no choice but to learn to listen to him and do what he wanted under his coercion and inducement, and was controlled by him in every way.

Shang Xi saw that everyone had gotten up, so she came out too. She began to serve food to Wan Lianxing, "Uncle, this is the soup I made for you in a clay pot. Please try it."

The governor Wan Lianxing pinched his temple and said, "Leave it there. I'll eat it in a moment."

Shang Xi looked at the bowl of steaming noodles and said, "Uncle, you should eat the spicy noodles while they are hot."

After hearing what Shang Xi said, Wan Lianxing picked up his chopsticks and leaned back in his chair without picking up any food. "I'll eat later. Just leave it here. You guys go eat too."

Shang Xi said: "Uncle, you must have a headache."

"A little bit."

Cheng Feng said, "Shang Xi, I will stay here with my uncle and give him a massage. Go and get the doctor from the mansion."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Wan Lianxing said, "It hurts a little bit, but it's nothing serious, don't go."

At this time, Shang Xi had already gone out, leaving Cheng Feng alone to massage Wan Lianxing's head.

When Shang Xi and the doctor arrived, Wan Lianxing had already lay back on the bed. He had not touched the food they had prepared for him. It seemed that Shang Xi had guessed wrong. This man was not pretending to be sick, but was really feeling unwell.

But we can't blame Cheng Feng and Shang Xi for suspecting that he was faking illness. After all, he always pretended to be sick in the past. Who could guess what he was thinking when it was mixed up between what was true and what was false?

The doctor in the mansion first felt Wan Lianxing's head and found it was not hot. He then opened his eyes and looked at them. His eyes were clear. Then he felt his pulse. His pulse was steady but slightly impatient. During this time, he did not ask Wan Lianxing a single question. He had already learned about Wan Lianxing's condition from Shang Xi. He lifted his hand from Wan Lianxing's wrist and said to Cheng Feng and Shang Xi in the room, "Let me prescribe a prescription. The Marquis will get better after taking it for three days."

Cheng Feng said, "What's wrong with my uncle? What kind of medicine do you want to prescribe for him?"

The doctor said: "Just prescribe a prescription to soothe the liver and regulate qi."

"You haven't told me what's wrong with my uncle?"

The doctor said, "Come out and I'll tell you."

Cheng Feng was called out mysteriously by the doctor, and he was really panicked. He thought Wan Lianxing had some terminal illness. Only Shang Xi knew what the soothing the liver and regulating qi therapy was used to treat.

"Doctor, does my uncle have any difficult or complicated disease? Tell me the truth."

The doctor said, "Young Master, don't be nervous. The Marquis is fine. He is just a little angry."

Cheng Feng said: "He can't eat, and he says he feels chest tightness, shortness of breath, and dizziness. He doesn't look fine. How can he be okay?"

The doctor said, "I am an old doctor in the Marquis's mansion. I have worked here for many years. I know the Marquis's health well. He doesn't get angry like this very often. Young Master should try not to make him angry."

Cheng Feng had no way to defend himself: "It wasn't me who made him so angry."

"is it?"

"It has something to do with me, but not much."

The doctor is only responsible for treating patients and prescribing medicine. He doesn't care about the household affairs of the mansion. "Go and get someone to prescribe medicine for me."

Cheng Feng said, "I'll go with you."

Shang Xi held Cheng Feng and said, "I'll go. You serve your uncle. I'll go to the dining hall to boil the medicine."

Cheng Feng said: "Shang Xi, by the way, ask who made my uncle so angry."

Shang Xi had exactly the same idea. When seeing a doctor, one must find the cause of the illness. How angry could one be to fall down on the bed? This person is not someone who would get along with him.

Shang Xi got the medicine from the doctor and went to the dining hall to boil it. Then he went to find Suiying and Suixing. The two men were eating noodles with big mouthfuls. This was already their second bowl of noodles.

"How is the Marquis doing?"

Shang Xi said, "I heard that he got a little angry today and has liver depression and qi stagnation. The doctor prescribed two small medicines and I have boiled them. They will dissolve the depression in the Marquis' chest in two or three days."

The attendant put down his chopsticks and said, "Do you all need to take medicine? I'll go back and check."

Shang Xi said: "It's nothing serious, Cheng Feng is taking care of him."

But the entourage still left.

Suiying wiped his mouth and said, "I have to go back and serve too."

Shang Xi said, "Don't leave. Tell me what happened today. Is the Marquis angry because of Cheng Feng or is there another reason?"

Suiying said: "It has nothing to do with Cheng Feng. It started when a few of us went out to look for you today and were followed by a pervert as soon as we left the house."

"Is there still this?"

"Trailing is a small matter. If the person coming was an assassin, it wouldn't make you so angry. But this person is a pervert."

"What kind of perversion?"

Suiying said, "That man drew a portrait of the Marquis and kept it close to his body. Tell me, is that disgusting?"

Shang Xi asked: "Is it a man?"

Suiying glared, "What else would a woman say? Not only did he paint the Marquis, he also used the Marquis's portrait to exchange for money. Tell me, isn't that infuriating? How can the Marquis's appearance be used as a tool for him to make a living?"

Shang Xi said: "This is quite strange. From what you said, this person has been caught by you."

"How can you escape from a group of masters like us? Don't you know how skilled we are? Catching a pervert is easy and effortless."

Shang Xi said: "Since the marquis has been caught, why should he be angry? The root of the problem has been found in one go."

Suiying said, "Let it go."

"Let go?"

"The Marquis believed Mr. Ge. Mr. Ge said that this man was the Marquis's admirer after all, and his paintings were not bad, and he had some talent. It would be a pity to kill him, so the Marquis let him go. According to my opinion, I must kill him."

Shang Xi said: "The release of the people was also agreed by the Marquis, so why should he be angry?"

Suiying said, "This is just the beginning. Do you know those people who hang around outside the gate of our mansion every day?"

Shang Xi nodded and said, "I know. Some of them have good intentions, and some of them are here to ask the Marquis for help. But the Marquis rarely pays attention to them. If you have any problems or grievances, you can find the county magistrate here, or you can find Chen Gongxiang. County Magistrate Chen is impartial and fair. Is there anything he can't judge? Just pick a few people and send them away. Why bother?"

Suiying said, "It's a big worry."