After returning to the small courtyard to rest for a while, Li Mao came over with a food box.
"Someone came to deliver a message just now. I met the slave, so I asked him to pass on a message. He said it was Dr. Yan and asked you to take some time to go to Jishan Hall to get medicine. By the way, he paid for last month's consultation fee."
Gu Qi put down the chopsticks in her hand and asked, "Did you say anything else?"
Li Mao thought for a moment and said, "I have nothing else to say."
"oh."
"My lord, please eat first. I will come back later to get the food box."
"Eunuch Li." Seeing Li Mao about to leave, Gu Qi hurriedly stood up and stopped him.
He put some of each dish into the empty bowls on the table, put all the rest back into the food box, and handed it to Li Mao: "I will go out after eating. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient when my father-in-law comes, so I will eat too." It’s not too much, you can just take these back.”
Li Mao took the food box and said, "Then go prepare a carriage."
"Thank you, father-in-law."
After Li Mao left, Gu Qi quickly cleaned the food in the bowl, wrapped himself in thick clothes and put on a big cloak.
After leaving the courtyard, they met someone driving a carriage, so they took the carriage straight out of the palace.
Walking to East Street, I inquired about a few street vendors, and finally arrived at Yan Churong’s "Jishantang".
As soon as he walked into the shop, he saw Yan Churong standing in front of the medicine cabinet, writing something. He raised his head and saw Gu Qi, smiling slightly.
"Is the injury feeling better?"
"Well, much better."
"Stand there and don't move."
Gu Qida stood at the door, not knowing what he meant.
Yan Churong lowered his head and wrote a few words quickly, then handed the paper to the little medicine boy next to him. The medicine boy took it and turned around to prepare the medicine, while he walked towards Gu Qi.
"You have trouble with your legs and feet, so I'll help you." Yan Churong helped Gu Qi go inside. The aroma of medicine filling the room reached her nose.
"You knew I was injured, but you still found someone to send a message for me to come here."
He bent down slightly and whispered: "I didn't call you here, it was Song Lian who wanted to see you."
"Song Lian?" Gu Qi frowned.
No one knows about his relationship with Yan Churong. Why did Song Lian arrange to meet here?
Yan Churong didn't say much and took Gu Qi directly to the inner courtyard.
When the two of them entered the inner courtyard, the medicine boy closed the two doors.
Although it is a large courtyard, after being repaired by Yan Churong, it seems to be divided into two independent courtyards. It is lively outside and deserted inside.
Gu Qi stood at the door and watched Song Lian drinking tea in the house.
"I wonder why Mr. Song invited me here?"
Song Lian did not raise his head, but slowly put down the tea cup and said, "We are all in the same boat, so there is no need to be so tense, right?"
Gu Qi panicked and looked at Yan Churong.
Yan Churong narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Lian: "When did Master Song know about it?"
"What do you know?" Song Lian pretended to ask.
Yan Churong smiled and said: "Since we are in the same boat, why do we need to be mysterious?"
Song Lian glanced at Gu Qi and said calmly: "People sent here by Han Zhong will not easily confide in someone they have met halfway."
Gu Qi and Yan Churong looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Perhaps the self-righteous disguise has already been seen through.
Yan Churong frowned and whispered: "One move is missing."
Gu Qi suddenly realized.
From the assassination in Qingzhou to the tests in the counties, Yuanzhe was always dubious and kept testing himself.
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhe pulled up his bow and arrow on the night when he stole Zhu Ling, and the moonlight shone on half of his face, and he looked extremely sinister.
Gu Qi couldn't help but shudder: "That list is fake."
Song Lian snorted coldly and said, "If you hadn't accidentally bumped into someone, you would have died in the palace."
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier!"
"He has been staring at us since he came back from Qingzhou," Song Lian said with a dark face, "I don't want to have too much contact with you. I thought you would just stand still, but I didn't know you would cause so much trouble!"
Gu Qi was furious: "Then what is the purpose of Mr. Song coming here this time?"
"I came here to tell Mr. Pei," Song Lian stood up and straightened his clothes: "Do your job and don't interfere with others."
"Speak more clearly!" Gu Qi was a little impatient.
"Did you meet with His Majesty today to sow discord between uncle and nephew?"
"Yuan Chengxi summoned you?"
"That's not true," Song Lian curled his lips and said, "I just gave an oral instruction and went to Liu Mansion."
"What did you find?"
"You shouldn't know this." Song Lian looked at Gu Qi, with a hint of disdain in his expression. "I have to go pick up Yao'er."
He walked to Gu Qi's side and stopped, with a hint of ridicule in his words: "If everyone in the Yun Kingdom was as resourceful as Mr. Pei, there would be no need to plan anything. It is difficult for a man to be brave enough to hold a big responsibility."
"You!" Gu Qi clenched the dagger and wanted to rush forward, but was pulled aside by Yan Churong.
"Remember my words and do your duty. The relationship between Yuan's uncle and nephew is far from simple as you see."
Watching Song Lian walk away, Gu Qi's face turned red with humiliation and she was a little unsteady on her feet.
"No wonder Han Zizheng said that I shouldn't save Yuan Zhe. This man is too deep in the city and may not be his opponent."
"So what," Gu Qi wiped away the tears that were about to fall and said angrily, "Sooner or later, I will kill him."
Yan Churong sighed and said, "It's better not to act rashly now."
"You do not trust me?"
Yan Churong turned to look at Gu Qi, with a bit of anger and helplessness hidden in his eyes.
Afterwards, he closed his eyes and took a long breath and said, "It's getting late, let's go back and rest first."
This is the first time that we parted on bad terms.
In the evening, an acquaintance came to Jishan Hall.
"His Royal Highness King Zhe."
Yuan Zhe took off his big cloak and said, "Doctor Yan, there is no need to be polite. Get up quickly."
Yan Churong stood up and all the medicine boys around him dispersed.
A fair-skinned medicine boy served two cups of hot tea, and then retreated to the inner room.
“I don’t know that His Highness Prince Zhe is here, so it’s a bit chaotic.”
Yuan Zhe smiled and said: "What's the harm? Dr. Yan's medicine here is fragrant and has a unique taste."
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
Yuan Zhe had just picked up the cup of tea and had not put it to his mouth. Hearing Yan Churong's words, he hurriedly replied: "Since the day when I was injured, I have never formally come to thank you. I went to Liu Mansion today. I wanted to go I send my greetings to Dr. Yan’s house, I don’t think there is anyone at home.”
Yan Churong forced a smile and said: "Your Highness is worried about me. The reward is enough. Your Highness does not need to worry about it all the time. It is our duty to save lives and heal the wounded."
"Yeah." Yuan Zhe took a sip of tea, and the two of them were speechless.
After sitting for a while, Yuan Zhe stood up and said, "I have been feeling unwell recently, and there is pain in the wound from time to time. I would like Dr. Yan to take a look."
Yan Churong stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, then gently pulled open a corner of his clothes, looked at the wound and said, "It's not a big deal. The wound is a little suppurative. I'll get some medicine."
He walked to the medicine cabinet, spread out a few pieces of brown paper, and turned around to rummage around. While preparing the medicine, he was in a daze, holding a white porcelain bottle in his hand. Thinking about Song Lian's words during the day, Yan Churong gritted his teeth and prepared to pour the powder into the medicine.
"Thank you, Doctor Yan."
Yuan Zhe's voice came not far away, and Yan Churong looked up. Yuan Zhe was looking at the plaque in the house, with several large characters engraved on it: "The benevolence of doctors."
Yan Churong sighed, put the porcelain bottle into his sleeve, wrapped the medicine and gave it to Yuan Zhe.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhe stood up to take the medicine. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Yan Churong's words.
"It's already dark, Your Highness had better go back and rest early."
"Oh, that's right. Sorry to bother you. Doctor Yan, please go to bed early."
Yan Churong saluted and said, "Your Highness, walk slowly."
Yuan Zhe laughed awkwardly, put down an ingot of gold, and rode away.
Speaking of Gu Qi, after returning to the small courtyard of Zhudi, his heart could not calm down.
It turns out that Yuan Zhe's attitude of being close and distant at times is actually hovering between trust and temptation.
"Ah, so scheming." Gu Qiben was offended by Song Lian's words, and he was even more upset after breaking up with Yan Churong on bad terms. I had to drink water frequently to relieve the unknown fire in my heart.
As he was banging on the table and not knowing what to do, he caught a glimpse of the coat Yuan Zhe had changed out of in the morning, and there seemed to be something tucked inside.
Gu Qi walked over and took it out. It turned out to be a note. Opening it carefully, there were only four words inside: "There is nothing wrong with it."
The handwriting is beautiful and seems to have been left by a woman.
"There's nothing wrong, what do you mean?" Gu Qi put the note back, but still didn't understand its meaning.
Why not give it a thorough look while he's out today!
Gu Qi finally found an outlet.
She opened the closet and took out two large boxes from under the bed. She deliberately messed up the clothes inside and took out a few of her own clothes and put them outside. He searched the bed again, but found nothing hidden.
Is there a hidden grid?
Gu Qi lifted up the quilt, knocked on the wooden board, and then on the bottom of the closet, but found nothing.
I heard the sound of pebbles outside the courtyard and someone was coming.
He quickly put the bedding away and took his time to tidy up his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Yuan Zhe stood at the door holding two bags of medicine.
"Your Highness is back. It's a bit cold. I wanted to take out the old cashmere jacket and put it on, but I forgot where I put it." Gu Qipa pulled the messy clothes and took it out from a stool and said, "So it's here. this!"
Yuan Zhe looked at the mess in the room and sighed.
For some reason, Gu Qi was instantly frightened when she saw Yuan Zhe. She hurriedly stepped out of the way and said, "It's okay, Your Highness, pack it up quickly."
Yuan Zhe sat beside the bed, pointed at the messy clothes around him and said, "Now that you've found it, pack it up quickly."
Gu Qi said "Oh", rolled up the clothes randomly and stuffed them into the box.
As I was dragging it back and preparing to put it under the bed, I saw that the night jacket hidden inside had unraveled at some point, and a sleeve was exposed.
Yuan Zhe had a headache, pinched his forehead and said, "You should clean up first, I will cook the medicine."
If you lower your head and see it at this time, you will be doomed!
"Your Highness!" Seeing Yuan Zhe preparing to stand up, Gu Qi dropped the box and rushed towards him.
He rushed to the bed, raised his feet and kicked the clothes inside, finally hiding them inside.
"presumptuous!"
Hearing Yuan Zhe's low roar, Gu Qi came back to her senses and realized that her hand was pressing on his... thigh.
Gu Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She saw the medicine bag in Yuan Zhe's hand and snatched it away: "How can you let Your Highness do such a menial job? I will boil the medicine for you."
With a smile on her face, Gu Qi quickly cleaned the scene, stuffed the box under the bed, and stuffed all the other things into the cabinet.
"Your Highness, are you sick?"
"What else did you just take from me?"
Gu Qi pursed her lips, and the already awkward atmosphere became even more embarrassing.
"You go make some medicine while I change my clothes."
Yuan Zhe stood up and started to take off his clothes. Gu Qi raised her hands to cover her face and ran out holding the medicine bag.
