Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Listening to the conversation between Liyou Chizi and the emperor in the room, Yan Qiaotian became more and more confused.

But at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think about it, because when he was about to meet Wu Fuqian, Liyou Chizi walked out of the house with the emperor.

Standing under Liyou Chizi's gaze, watching Wu Fuqian and Xiaojuan standing in the shadows, he called out loudly: "Come, come here."

Xiaojuan looked at Wu Fuqian in some confusion, but when he saw Yan Qiaotian behind him over his shoulder, he finally pulled Xiaojuan forward.

Liyou Chizi knelt down, stroked Xiaojuan's head affectionately, and asked, "Would you like to go back to the palace with me?"

Xiaojuan looked up at Wu Fuqian, with a look of seeking advice.

Wu Fuqian put his arms around her shoulders and said with a smile: "No need, she's still young, I'm afraid something bad will happen if she enters the palace."

"No, I think Xiaojuan is very clever, maybe she can help me at a critical moment?" Liyou Chizi stood up and said happily.

The emperor, who had been standing behind him, suddenly stepped forward, and said kindly, "I like Xiaojuan very much, why don't we let her enter the palace with us."

Wu Fuqian wanted to say something, but was blocked by Yan Qiaotian who caught up behind him: "Since the emperor likes her so much, let her go to the palace to see the world, and always stay with us, and her vision will become smaller. "

Wu Fu looked at Yan Qiaotian without knowing why, and after a long while, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Then, why don't we go and see?"

Xiaojuan was naturally a little happy in her heart, after all, she liked this sister Chizi whom she had just met not long ago, so when Wu Fuqian let go, she immediately let go of his hand and quickly walked to Liyou Chizi's side.

Wu Fu glared at her, and cursed inwardly: "It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay."

Liyou Chizi took Xiaojuan away, but the little girl didn't even look back at her eldest brother and adoptive father. Wu Fuqian scolded him countless times in his heart, until Yan Qiaotian sat beside him, held his hand and said, : "You think Xiaojuan is just like you, this little girl is crazy."

"What do you mean?" Wu Fuqian asked with a calm face.

Yan Qiaotian lightly stroked the back of the other's hand, and explained softly: "The relationship between Liyou Chizi and the emperor is definitely not simple. I think Xiaojuan should have discovered something, but she hasn't had time to tell us."

"You mean, they have a hand?" Wu Fuqian asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" Yan Qiaotian tilted her head and looked at him, as if she was particularly interested in his answer.

Wu Fuqian said without thinking, "It's impossible. The emperor is already 70 or [-] years old, and Liyou Chizi is only so old. How could there be any relationship between these two people?"

Yan Qiaotian saw that Wu Fuqian didn't believe it, so he explained to him the discussion that he had heard during the day.

Hearing Yan Qiaotian's narration, Wu Fuqian still didn't quite believe it. He asked anxiously, "Is what you said true? Is it possible that the emperor was really a young man in disguise?"

"Whether it's a young man pretending to be, let's find out." Yan Qiaotian seemed to remember something, and rushed out the door with Wu Fuqian.

Wu Fuqian hurriedly asked behind him, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

When they stopped, they were standing at the door of a pharmacy, Wu Fuqian looked around suspiciously, and asked, "Who is sick, can't it be you?"

"I remember that this pharmacy was the one that treated the emperor at that time, and I sent the man back, so just ask the doctor here, and everything will be clear." Yan Qiaotian stepped forward and knocked on the door softly.

Soon a familiar voice came from the door: "Here we come."

When Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian pushed the door and entered, the doctor's face suddenly changed, he showed a slightly nervous look, and asked softly: "Is it your master?"

"No, he's already healed and can walk on the ground." Yan Qiaotian showed a harmless smile, which made the other party deeply relieved.

"Then why did you come here late at night?" The doctor's expression finally eased a lot.

Yan Qiaotian smiled even more, he stared at the doctor and said: "Actually, there is nothing important, I just came to ask, does my master's pulse look like a young man's?"

The doctor said puzzledly: "Isn't it a gray old man?"

"You're a doctor, and you're used to seeing, hearing, and asking. Don't you think it's a little strange when you feel the pulse?" Yan Qiaotian added.

The doctor was taken aback for a moment, then he lowered his head and said to himself naturally: "It seems that there is such a thing, I seemed to..."

"Can you be sure that he has the pulse of a young man?" Yan Qiaotian asked nervously.

The doctor raised his head, showed an apologetic smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not very knowledgeable, so I'm not sure. It's just that I paid too much attention to his condition and ignored other problems. Looking back now, it seems a little Weird, but I'm not sure what I feel is right."

Yan Qiaotian shook her head slightly and said, "It's okay, I just think it's a little strange, so I want to ask if it was like that that day."

"Little brother, in fact, your master, you should know best. If he is really a young man, how can he pretend to be an old man in his 70s or [-]s? This is too unimaginable." The doctor couldn't help shaking his head while speaking.

Wu Fu gave the doctor a blank look, and then said unhappily: "I just want you to recall it, you're just talking so much, it seems that you can only tell the truth if you put some pressure on you." After finishing speaking, he clenched his fists and prepared to attack .

Yan Qiaotian stopped him and said, "Okay, I've already asked you clearly, so don't meddle in these matters."

The doctor saw that Wu Fuqian's attitude was not very good, and his attitude also took a 180-degree turn.

He crossed his arms on his chest coldly, and said angrily, "I'm sorry, I'm going to rest, please go back. If you want me to visit the doctor, please give me the consultation fee first."

Wu Fugan's face was full of anger, he really wanted to step up and give him two big slaps, but Yan Qiaotian stopped him in the end.

Yan Qiaotian dragged him away from the pharmacy quickly, and asked unhappily: "What's the matter with you, you lose your temper easily over such a trivial matter, do you have something on your mind that I don't know about?"

Wu Fuqian shook off his hand and walked towards the residence.

Along the way, apart from his moaning and sighing, there was no other sound. Yan Qiaotian wanted to ask what happened several times, but he never said it until he said: "Tonight, we Go into the palace to see Xiaojuan."

Only then did Wu Fuqian seem to have recovered, and grabbed Yan Qiaotian's wrist, "Okay, let's go now."

"Fugan, what's the matter with you? Do you want to take a rest first, and we'll go when you feel better?" Yan Qiaotian hadn't finished speaking, but Wu Fuqian had already run away.

Seeing that he was running in the imperial palace, Yan Qiaotian thought that tonight would be another sleepless night.