Ji Tianming returned to the room, cupped his hands towards Su Yueli and said, "Princess, could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince is here looking for you?"
"Stop farting, I have nothing to do with him." Su Yueli said bluntly.
"Ahem..." Ji Tianming pretended to cough twice and looked back at Xianghua Bianan, "Girl, I have something to do and I have to leave for a while. I would like to ask the girl and the princess to wait here for a while."
"No need, we're going back." Su Yueli took Hua Bian and left.
Ji Tianming looked at Hua Bian with innocent and reluctant eyes, "Miss Bian, can you tell me where I can find you?"
Hua Bian'an said nothing and glanced at Su Yueli, who replied: "If you want to find her, come to me first. You can only meet after I agree."
Ji Tianming: "..."
Hua Bian'an: "..."
Meeting Ji Tianming's questioning gaze, Hua Bian nodded.
She is a little unclear about her attitude towards Ji Tianming, but her reason tells her that there is a dangerous element here.
So until she figured it out, she would definitely listen to Su Yueli.
"Okay." Ji Tianming lowered his eyes pretending to be disappointed, and then said, "If the princess doesn't want to confront the prince, she can leave through the back door."
"I walk and sit upright, why do I have to go through the back door? The Imperial Master should let the prince enter through the back door!"
Su Yueli refused to leave through the back door, and Ji Tianming could not let Jun Chengrui enter through the back door. Fortunately, Gu Chengshuang took the person into the front hall first. Although the two people did not bump into each other, Jun Chengrui The people still saw Su Yueli and reported it to Jun Chengrui immediately.
Jun Chengrui rushed out of the hall and happened to see Su Yueli disappearing at the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
He was about to catch up, but Ji Tianming came over and stopped him.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Jun Chengrui had to stop. Looking back at him, he pointed at the door and asked, "Was that Princess Mian just now?"
"Yes!" I couldn't hide it, so I told the truth, "The princess heard that Ji was ill, so she came here to donate medicine."
The word "specially" sounded very harsh to Jun Chengrui. He said in a strange tone: "It seems that the rumors from the outside are true. The relationship between the Imperial Master and Princess Mian is extraordinary now."
"The prince is overthinking it. Ji and the princess are just sympathizers between rivals."
"Rival?" Jun Chengrui snorted coldly: "Is the Imperial Master sure that you are your rival?"
"Ji is sure!" Ji Tianming didn't seem to want to continue this topic, and then said: "Ji has been sick at home recently. I wonder what happened in the palace?"
Jun Chengrui originally wanted to be polite to him, but when he saw Su Yueli just now, his attitude was not very good and he said: "Isn't the Imperial Preceptor capable of pinching and calculating? Don't you know what happened in the palace? Or is it that the Imperial Preceptor already knew about the palace?" What will happen here, so you are pretending to be sick?"
Ji Tianming wasn't angry either. He glanced at the person behind him and said, "Didn't the Crown Prince bring the imperial physician? You might as well ask the imperial physician to diagnose Ji."
Jun Chengrui: "The imperial master is so powerful. If he wants to pretend to be sick, even the imperial doctor won't be able to tell."
"Is this the prince's intention or the emperor's intention?" Ji Tianming's tone was still gentle, but his words were cold, "If it is the emperor's intention, then I will voluntarily resign from the position of national advisor and never serve as official!"
"You!" Jun Chengrui was so angry that he couldn't speak. He glared at him for a while and then said, "My father didn't mean this. My father also invited the imperial doctor because he was worried about the health of the imperial master."
"I thank you for your grace." Ji Tianming said, then faced the imperial doctor and said, "Thank you!"
Listening to the conversation between the two, the imperial doctor had already been so frightened that Cen Cen was so frightened that he was even more afraid to accept Ji Tianming's gift. He hurriedly replied: "I don't want to be a low-ranking official, so please invite the imperial master to take a seat."
Judging from the experience of the imperial physician, Ji Tianming's complexion was dull and his lips were white. Even if he was not seriously ill, he looked injured, and it didn't look like he was pretending. Of course, if he goes by what the prince said, he would not deny that the imperial master himself caused himself to be injured. possibility.
But he was just an imperial doctor, and he was only responsible for treating patients. He didn't want to get involved in the intrigues involved.
But in fact, he couldn't help it.
When Ji Tianming took his seat, he turned his back to Jun Chengrui and glanced at the imperial doctor meaningfully. The imperial doctor was slightly stunned by his glare, and then he quickly understood something.
He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then sat under Ji Tianming's head. After the diagnosis, he said: "Back to Your Highness, the Imperial Preceptor has a disordered pulse, which may be caused by worry. May I ask if the Imperial Preceptor often has trouble sleeping at night recently? "
Ji Tianming took back his hand and said softly: "The stars are in chaos, how can Ji sleep peacefully?"
The imperial doctor then sighed, "I can only prescribe some soothing medicine, and I ask the imperial master not to work too hard."
"Thank you, doctor!"
Seeing that the two of them were polite, Jun Chengrui became even more annoyed and said: "I can see that the foreign master has worked hard for me, Dafeng Dynasty, day and night. If you let my father know about this, I don't know what will happen. Heartbroken."
Ji Tianming stood up and bowed towards the palace, "This is what Ji should do."
On the way back to the palace, Su Yueli kept chattering: "What's the matter with you? You are a ghost who is thousands of years old after all. There are not thousands of such men, at least I have seen hundreds of them. How can you still mess up? ? If you come here like this, how can I safely entrust you with important responsibilities in the future?"
Hua Bian'an: "..."
"But a national master will not die even if he catches a fever, and he is obviously faking it. You can't even tell it. So all your tricks are used on me, right?"
Hua Bian's beautiful eyebrows twisted slightly, "No..."
"What is that? It's neither this nor that. You should give me a reason."
"I think he..." Hua Bian'an paused, organized his words and said, "I think he is different."
"What's different? Does he have three heads and six arms, or does he have one more head than others?"
"What?" Hua Bian'an didn't understand the meaning of her words for a moment.
Naturally, Su Yueli would not explain to her, and said instead: "Don't think I'm verbose, that guy has too many tricks. I originally thought you were out of luck, but who knew that he just used such a little trick, and you almost fell into trouble?" I was tricked into it.”
"No, I have a sense of propriety."
One person and one ghost quickly walked to the door of the palace. Su Yueli stopped to look at her and said seriously: "You'd better be measured, this person is very bad!"
"Well, I understand." Hua Bian'an glanced at the gate of the palace, "You go in, you have to be more careful."
Passing by the Yuelao Temple outside the city, Hua Bian'an paused and wanted to go in, but restrained himself.
Finally disappeared without a trace.
Taking her away, a shadow flashed in front of the Yuelao Temple. An old man with white hair and beard, wrapped in a red ribbon, appeared immediately. Looking at the direction Hua Bian was leaving, he stroked his beard and said leisurely: "I'm coming. Yet?"
"Maybe it's okay to hide for a while!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another figure suddenly appeared behind him and called out respectfully: "Old man!"
