Beauty is sick

Jin Lingjiu suddenly smiled, and his smile was a bit cold: "He went out once today, and he will go out a second time in the future. He made a choice, and he is destined not to be with us, and it is also destined to be me who wins in the end. A good thing, right?"

The question was very light, but Zuo Bing could feel a cold sweat on his back, hurriedly went to take out the porcelain bottle that he was wearing next to him, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Jiu, calm down."

"But Zuo Ping, what's going on, when I think about it, when I think of his voice just now, I feel worthless, really worthless." Jin Lingjiu looked crazy, his facial muscles twitched, and his smile became distorted. For the imperial court, he is really worthless."

Zuo Bing was terrified when he heard it: "Jiuye!"

Jin Lingjiu clenched his fists, and the wooden frame was crushed by him. He shook off the sawdust from his fingertips, took the porcelain bottle calmly, and swallowed the pill inside.

Zuo Ping raised his eyes secretly, and saw Jin Lingjiu lowered his eyes, his face was calm, he didn't see the madness just now, and the heart he raised slowly returned to his stomach.

"Crack-"

The sound of horseshoes outside the window was loud, covering up the small sound, and Zuo Bing subconsciously looked in the direction of the window.

Behind him, Jin Lingjiu spread out his palms, looked at the crushed porcelain vase, and the bright red thread on his fingertips, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled coldly.

Among the onlookers, some people were fanning the flames and promoting it secretly, and the noisy discussions never stopped.

As soon as Pei Zhe came out of the inn, he was surrounded by the crowd. Someone pushed him, and he staggered a few steps forward. Thanks to Yun Wuyang's sharp eyesight, he quickly supported him: "What are you doing? Who moved your hand? It's an attack on the imperial court official, don't you want to die? If my son has something good or bad, you will all be unable to eat it!"

Yun Wuyang didn't approve of Pei Zhe going downstairs, but now seeing his young master being wronged, he immediately became angry.

Pei Zhe's face was not good-looking, it was too white, and he bent over and coughed for a long time.

The people close to him retreated hesitantly. Pei Zhe's condition was really not very good. They didn't come to cause trouble, and they didn't want to be charged with attacking court officials.

Pei Zhe took the handkerchief that Yun Wuyang handed over, glanced at him disapprovingly, and then said to the people in front of him in a gentle voice, "Everyone, don't worry, I am Pei Zhe, and I am ordered by the Holy Majesty to go south with His Highness the Crown Prince to serve the people of Li. The common people pray for blessings. I know the purpose of everyone’s visit today. It’s not that I’m avoiding you. It’s just that the climate of Huaizhou City is not as good as that of the capital city. We just arrived here a few days ago. Did not identify."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the first person who was the first flower hunter was well-known to everyone, everyone saw him with a kind face and thoughtful words, the dissatisfaction in their hearts dissipated a bit, and their attitude towards him improved a lot.

Someone asked him how his health was and when he could pray... Many questions, Pei Zhe answered them one by one, and the clamor in the crowd subsided.

An old lady sighed: "Have you ever consulted a doctor when you are so ill? Don't meet those doctors who are cheating and abducting you."

The old doctor not far away was very angry when he heard this. He still remembered Pei Zhe, but he didn't expect that his guest was a high-ranking official from the capital: "I saw him. He's not seriously ill. If you get cold in the rain, just take a few doses of medicine, who knows how he made himself into such a virtue."

The old doctor had practiced medicine in Huaizhou City for many years, almost everyone present didn't know him, and even knew that he was skilled in medicine, so he also murmured in his heart when he heard this.

Suddenly, the old doctor's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, he stared at Pei Zhe displeasedly, and was about to speak, Pei Zhe's heart tightened, and he hurriedly changed the subject before he could speak: "Everyone, what else do you want to ask?" ?"

"Where is His Royal Highness? Didn't Mr. Pei follow His Royal Highness to our Huaizhou City? Now that you have shown your face, why don't you see His Royal Highness?"

The voice came from behind the crowd, and it was unclear who said it.

Everyone's attention was diverted in an instant, they looked at Pei Zhe, and waited for his explanation.

Feeling that the hand holding him tightened instantly, Pei Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, pushed Yun Wuyang's hand away, and said calmly: "His Royal Highness is currently recuperating, and it is inconvenient to see people. This time he is going south, and His Highness is worried about the people. Suffering, depression, has not improved, I do not want to tell everyone about this, I will only preside over the blessing after recovery."

This explanation sounds reasonable, but it can't be studied in detail. Pei Zhe himself doesn't have much confidence in his heart. He naturally knows that there are people in the crowd who deliberately stir up disputes. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light.

"Your Highness is a man of gold. He has been in Huaizhou for a while, but he has seen a doctor. It is not good to be sick. The old man from Renxintang is here today. He is the best doctor in our Huaizhou city. How about letting him show His Highness a look?"

When the voice sounded, Yun Wuyang, who had been standing beside Pei Zhe, quietly retreated.

This trip to the south is not a parade, everything is kept simple, there is no imperial doctor in the accompanying team, they are suffering from cold and sickness, they are all doctors who are looking for now.

Pei Zhe didn't answer, and the man was surprised again: "The Holy One loves the people like a son, your Highness won't dislike the doctors in our city, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the old doctor frowned first, and many people also began to whisper.

A sharp light flashed in Pei Zhe's eyes.

This teller should know something, at least he knows that he can't conjure up a prince to be seen by a doctor. Now it seems that the other party has gone all out to bring about today's farce, with the purpose of making known the whereabouts of His Royal Highness the prince.

Sure enough, the other party came for the imperial court.

The sound of hoofbeats and running sounded together, hurried and intense.

Pei Zhe turned his head to look and heaved a sigh of relief.

caught up.

Two teams of officers and soldiers surrounded the inn, Lin Jingkong was wearing silver armor, with a gloomy expression, sitting on his horse, looking down at the crowd.

Pei Zheyuan met his gaze and nodded slightly.

Lin Jingkong raised his right hand, and the cavalry beside him understood and shouted loudly: "The Huaizhou Commander is here!"

The surrounding area was completely silent, and in the next second, all the officers and soldiers headed by Lin Jingkong got off their horses, and the crowd slowly gave way to a path, and when they reached the entrance of the inn, there was no one around Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe took out a token from his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "This is a token from the Holy Majesty. Seeing it is like seeing the Holy Majesty in person."

Lin Jingkong immediately knelt down: "The humble Lin Jingkong, I have met the Holy One, long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One."

The officers and soldiers followed him and bowed their knees to salute. After two seconds, the surrounding people also kowtowed: "Long live the Holy One, long live, long live."

All of a sudden, the [-]-meter radius of the inn was filled with the sound of prostration.

On the second floor of the inn, the closed windows were pushed open vigorously. Jin Lingjiu leaned on the window sill and looked at the man standing downstairs with undisguised shock on his face.

"The token is actually in his hands!" He murmured in a low voice, with complicated emotions, "Pei Zhe, what a Pei Zhe, I underestimated you."

Zuo Ping's heart tightened: "Master Jiu, but something went wrong with the plan, do you need me..."

He compared it on the neck, Jin Lingjiu looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of sharpness, and his tone could not be questioned: "No need, the plan is temporarily suspended, everything is waiting for my order."

Pei Zhe, I want to see how many surprises you can bring me.

The author has something to say:

Ninth Young Master: I'd like to see how many surprises you, little Tanhua, can bring me!

I edited the previous chapter, moved a section over, just skip it if you have seen the cutie, this article is empty, don't get too deep into it!

In addition, after considering entering v, it should be updated daily after v.