After coming out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ye Junli and Ningxia Xia got into the carriage.

I just had it examined by the imperial doctor on site at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ye Bo is indeed fine, and his muscles and veins are strong, as if he had never been sick.

Ye Bo's face suddenly turned red and black. In order to prove that he was really sick, he almost had someone bring out half of the blood he had vomited before and show it to Ye Junli.

Grand Tutor Guo Yuntai had not slept since last night. He spent the whole night discussing with Ye Bo and Xiao Guocheng how to use Ye Bo's illness to manipulate Ye Junli today and let him send the emperor back to the palace.

As a result, today, Uncle Ye was suddenly free of illness.

The plan came to an abrupt end in such an incredible way. Mr. Guo even wondered what the meaning of their discussions all night last night was.

"It's really weird. I checked Prime Minister Ye's pulse many times before, and he is indeed ill." Hou Shuang, the imperial physician, felt Ye Bo's pulse and frowned tightly.

"What medicine has the Prime Minister taken recently?"

"Not really." Recently, Uncle Ye only thought about dying early to save the Holy Emperor, and he didn't even take the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor.

"Oh." Hou Shuang, the imperial physician, has always believed that the end of medicine is metaphysics. "It may be that the Prime Minister's loyalty to the Holy One moved Heaven, so God will not let the Prime Minister go..."

Everyone:...

Ye Junli doesn't believe in metaphysics.

When Uncle Ye first arrived in the hall, he was obviously really sick. Even if the face can be faked, the breath of the voice cannot be faked. That weak tone definitely meant that he was going to die soon.

But it got better later, and he felt strange.

A picture instantly appeared in his mind. That was when Ningxia Xia patted Ye Bo on the shoulder. She said at the time that it was okay, everything would be fine.

Could it be that the problem lies with this woman?

The carriage started, and Ye Junli's eyes fell on Ningxia Xia's white and slender hands.

Her fingers were slender and white, and they had once carefully touched his back. Every time she touched him, he felt a wonderful feeling. What kind of magic power do these hands of hers have?

Ye Junli stretched out his hand to hold her hand, but unexpectedly, Ning Xiaxia's hand suddenly raised and stuffed something into his mouth.

Ye Junli bit it subconsciously. So sweet and full of milky flavor.

Ningxia Xia's eyes were as bright as two small lanterns: "Is it delicious?"

"Yummy, what is this?"

"I just went to buy milk cake. I've heard that the milk cake in this milk cake shop in Beijing is very fragrant. I tasted it today and it's true." As she said that, she stuffed a piece of milk cake into her mouth, and her mouth bulged. The drum started to bite.

Ye Junli was surprised, hadn't she always been with him? When will I have time to buy this?

"When did you buy this?"

"Just now the imperial physician was taking the Prime Minister's pulse."

Her expression was playful and lively: "When we first arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, I saw the milk cake shop opposite the Prime Minister's Mansion, so I took advantage of my free time to go out and buy some. I was afraid that if I came out late, the shop would be closed. ”

"Are you still eating?" Ning Xia Xia winked at him and lifted up her coat with a sudden movement. He actually saw a paper hanging hidden under her clothes. She opened the paper and found six pieces of snow-white milk cake neatly arranged inside.

"It's a bit cold today. I'm afraid it won't taste good when it gets cold, so I put it in my clothes to cover it. You can eat another one quickly." As he said that, he pinched another piece and stuffed it into Ye Junli's mouth.

The carriage did not go back directly to Bieyuan. Ningxia Xia sent the carriage to Daohuaxiang to buy some pastries, and then went to a nearby shop to look at rouge gouache.

Ye Junli was sitting in the carriage waiting. Through the car window, Ye Junli stared intently at Ningxia Xia's pretty figure.

He couldn't say what was strange, but he just felt that this woman was different from other women.

When it was getting dark, the carriage returned to the Villa.

As the carriage traveled, Ningxia Xia ate all the way, chewing with her little mouth.

After finishing the milk cake, I started eating rice flower-flavored cakes. Now that I saw Bieyuan, I packed up the remaining cakes and prepared to take them back to the little emperor.

Ye Junli watched her eat all the way. When they arrived at the Bieyuan, he stretched out his hand and gently picked off the white residue on her lips.

The snow-white scum stuck to her face, like a few tiny lints.

His movements were very gentle, and his fingertips touched the corners of Ning Xia Xia's lips, which felt a little itchy.

"Thank you." Ningxia Xia Yingying smiled and wiped her mouth again.

At this time, we have arrived outside the door of Lanjiao Hall. The carriage stopped, and Ye Junli didn't seem to want her to get off.

"How is the emperor?" Since bringing the emperor back, he has not seriously asked about the little emperor's situation.

What a coincidence. Ever since she brought the emperor back, Ningxia Xia had not cared about the emperor's situation. Not only did she not understand, she also slapped the emperor on the neck...

So, as soon as this question came up, there was a period of silence with big eyes and small eyes.

"It's not bad." Ningxia Xia paused, "I woke up a few days ago, and then fell into a coma, but I'm still alive."

Still alive? Ye Junli doubted whether this woman was really looking after the emperor...

"Why did you fall into coma again?"

"What's the reason..." Ning Xiaxia replied, "It's just a coward. He has been pampered since he was a child and has experienced too little training. It would be good for him to scare him more."

Ye Junli: ...that makes sense.

Seeing that Ye Junli was caring about the emperor, Ningxia Xia just consolidated his image as a loyal minister: "Your Majesty is sincere and I have seen it. When the Emperor wakes up, I will tell him about your concern. Your Majesty is really a good person." Good people."

nice guy?

Ye Junli curled his lips lightly, and he suddenly came forward, close to her ear, and whispered: "You remember wrong. I am not a good person."

"This king is very, very bad."

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