"The Nine Kings' Mansion won't be stained with any gossip?"

"Don't worry about this, the old slave has already sent someone to deal with it, and Ren Nadongwei will investigate it from there, and he will not suspect the head of the Nine Kings' Mansion."

"Hmm." Di Jiushu seemed to be very relieved about this housekeeper's affairs, and after getting a positive answer, he didn't ask too many questions.

However, Ji Yunxiao felt a little guilty in her heart, and when she encountered something about Emperor Jiushu, the two palace maids could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

"Lord Wang...... The old slave still has something to tell. ”

"What's the matter?" It's rare for this housekeeper to speak in a slur manner, which makes Di Jiushu a little confused.

"Three days later, there will be a worship meeting, and the prince has volunteered to face the other party in polo, and even the music king, who has always been quiet, has been included in the music theory exchange, Lord Wang, do you really want to participate?"

"This king is only responsible for the security of the conference, let them fight for the rest." Di Jiushu smiled disdainfully.

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A person who can even hang his tail in equestrianism, and dares to face polo? Scold......

Although the housekeeper was curious about why the prince didn't take advantage of this great opportunity to make a good impression on the emperor, he watched the prince grow up since he was a child and believed in the prince's principles of doing things.

No matter what decision the prince makes, he will only be loyal to the prince to the death!

"Alright, let's step back if there's nothing to do." Di Jiushu rubbed his eyebrows, his body that had just recovered from poisoning was still a little weak.

"Lord, the tea is cold, so the slave will go and get a cup of warm tea." Ji Yun smiled and pointed to the tea on the stone table.

Di Jiushu's fingers moved slightly, and then he realized that the tea in the teacup was indeed a little cold, so he stopped, "Go ahead." ”

As soon as Ji Yunxiao walked out of the courtyard gate, he saw the housekeeper staring vigilantly at the teapot he was holding in his arms.

"What do you want to ask if you are in such a hurry to follow me out?"

Since the intention was broken, Ji Yunxiao was not ambiguous, and got straight to the point, "Those two palace maids ......"

"It's gone." The housekeeper broke her, and when he saw Ji Yunxiao's sad face, his eyes fluctuated a little, and his tone couldn't help but soothe, "Don't worry, it's fast, there is no pain, I asked people to find a good place for them, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is very good." ”

"That's good, it's good......" Although he guessed such an ending, he couldn't help but catch up and ask.

Even if you ask, the ending is the same.

"The old slave thinks that the son is used to it."

"Habit?"

"Yes, get used to it! There are some things that Childe must learn to get used to. The butler looked at her eyes meaningfully and took a step closer, "It's like being used to treating the prince as his master, swearing allegiance to the death!" ”

Ji Yun smiled and froze in place......

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Three days later.

"Ahh Ji Yun couldn't hold back his laughter, a sneeze came out, his hand shook, and the ink splashed half of the drawing paper.

Di Jiushu frowned, looking at the few stains on the painting that was almost finished.

Ji Yun smiled and was frightened, and she complained bitterly in her heart, she never thought that a battlefield prince like Di Jiushu would play the piano or something to cultivate his sentiments, it's okay what you paint!

If you really have itchy hands and want to pretend to be elegant and make a painting, she has few opinions, why do you want to call her to accompany you?

It's a good thing, it's his masterpiece in the morning, and it was so tragically destroyed in his own hands.

In the past two or three days, she almost had a general understanding of Emperor Jiushu's temper, and now, she really didn't dare to imagine what would happen next, so she immediately knelt down and asked for sin: "The prince forgives the sin, the slave should die!" ”

"Get up." To her surprise, Di Jiushu's violent side was actually suppressed very well.

Without blinking, he crumpled the landscape map that had been painted for a whole morning, re-laid a blank sheet of paper, and said without raising his head: "Continue grinding." ”

"Yes!" At this time, Ji Yunxiao didn't dare to be careless, and waited carefully.

Half an hour later......

"Ahh Ji Yunxiao endured it for a long time and didn't hold back, but now it was a good way to circle it with his sleeve, and he protected the painting side very well, and he was not disturbed at all.

She rubbed her drowsy head and continued her work.

Di Jiushu looked away from the tip of the brush and glanced at her secretly, "If you're tired, you can go down." ”

Ji Yunxiao finally got the opportunity to get close to him and win his trust more, how could he leave easily, and held on, "The slave doesn't matter." ”

Di Jiushu moved the corners of his lips, glanced at her, and finally said nothing.

He dizzy the tip of his pen and was about to put it down when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in!" Without losing his majesty, the next moment, the guards walked in from outside.

He said, "Lord Wang, you are ready to set off at any time." ”

"Hmm." With a casual hum and a wave of his hand, the guard exited the study. Emperor Jiushu took the pen and raised his head, "Today, you will enter the palace with this king." ”

Ji Yunxiao was frightened and didn't react, Di Jiushu's brows furrowed slightly, "What?" You don't want to? ”

"The minion is just flattered, Lord Xie!" Ji Yunxiao was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Emperor Jiushu with one hand. There was surprise on her pale face, and she wanted to straighten up, but she was unsteady under her feet and stumbled.

With this stumbling, Ji Yunxiao's dizzy head became even more dizzy, and in front of him was Di Jiushu's frowning expression.

"Yeyun laughing? Night Cloud Laughing? "There seems to be a flash of concern.

Care? Ji Yunxiao laughed at himself, when did he know how to care?

Unable to stand any longer, he fell to the edge of the table.

If Di Jiushu hadn't grabbed her hand in time, I'm afraid that ink would have splashed her!

"Yeyun laughing? Night Cloud Laughing? ......" shouted several times without a response, Di Jiushu slapped her face, and the soft touch under his palm surprised him, but the hot temperature made him stunned.

How can it be so hot?

He rubbed it again on his pale face, and the place where his palm had been rubbed showed a burnt redness.

This is?!

The next moment, Di Jiushu couldn't help but be furious, "Someone! ”

"Yes!" Someone immediately listened to the order from outside the door.

"Doctor, hurry!"

"My subordinates are going!" The man heard the anxiety in the prince's mouth, and he didn't feel slack at all.

After a while, two or three doctors arrived with medicine boxes and were about to salute.

Di Jiushu stood in the ear room next to the study and said angrily: "Come here!" ”

The doctors hurried over, and after seeing the unconscious man on the soft couch, they were puzzled for a while, and then began to check the pulse.

I thought it was the sequelae of the prince who was poisoned a few days ago, so they ran over in a panic and almost broke a handful of old bones, but they didn't expect it to be just because of an entourage...... Minion?

The doctor on the side of the soft couch secretly observed the expression on Di Jiushu's face while calling for a pulse, and he was even more curious in his heart.

In the Nine Princes' Mansion for so many years, I have never seen the prince nervous anyone, but now he has become so uncalm because of a humble minion, could it be that the rumors in the past few days are true?

"How's it going?" Di Jiushu clenched his hands, and his eyes never took his eyes off Ji Yunxiao's closed eyes for a moment.

"Back to the prince, it's just typhoid fever, and it's not a big deal."

"Just typhoid fever?" Di Jiushu's voice raised a few points. Can a small typhoid fever make people faint?

He rubbed her face just now, and it was clearly burning and terrifying, but for some reason, he smeared a layer of white foam on his face, so that people couldn't see anything abnormal.

The doctor seemed to see the suspicion in the prince's heart, and explained, "The pulse does seem to be just typhoid fever, but the cold seems to have begun to accumulate a few days ago, so it will cause a sudden fainting." ”

Di Jiushu was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

The doctor over there has already prescribed a prescription: "According to the above medicine, it will be cured in two days." However, the old slave looked at his pulse, as if he had experienced a heavy injury before, and he should still be in the recovery period, so the prince still waited for the old slave to wake up and ask in person before he could prescribe medicine according to the condition. ”

"When will he wake up?" Di Jiushu's eyes were deep, recalling the doctor's last words.

"I'll wake up in two or three hours."

"Hmm." Di Jiushu nodded, waved away the doctors, and called the maid's medicine list to grab the medicine and boil the medicine, and only after there were only two people left in the huge room, Di Jiushu calmed down and looked at the unconscious person on the soft couch.

The old slave looked at his pulse, as if he had experienced a heavy blow before......

The doctor's words still echoed in his ears, and Di Jiushu's gaze moved from Ji Yun's smiling face to her chest, and finally to her belt.

If not, why did that look always make him inexplicably familiar? It's like that night, that man's indomitable and stubborn!

But if you want to say it, that person has a great hatred with himself, if he wanted to take revenge, he should have exposed the corpse wilderness that night, how could she have a back for herself to get into the palace for yourself to take medicine to lead that out?

Di Jiushu's eyes were focused on her waist, one finger wrapped around the strap, that night, he nailed the bone shaving hook into the man's back, if this person was him, then he would definitely leave marks on his back!

Paying attention, Di Jiushu shook his hand and was about to pull it away.

There was a plop on his back and kneeling, "Think twice!" ”

Emperor Jiushu turned around and asked, "Think twice?" ”

"Please think twice, the prince has been close to this slave recently, there are already many people in the palace below who are talking about whether the prince has a habit of breaking sleeves, if the prince goes to the next step and spreads it out, it is not only a matter of the Nine Princes' Mansion, even if it is to protect the overall situation, the prince has to think twice!" When the housekeeper heard the news, he thought that there was something in the prince's body, but he didn't expect to see this scene, and he was shocked in his heart, and rushed over without thinking about it! When Niangniang handed over the little prince to himself, he vowed to take good care of the prince, if the prince really broke off, what face did he have to see the princess under Jiuquan?!

When Emperor Jiushu heard this, his face was dark, and his tone was lukewarm, "Do you think this king will treat him?" ”

"The old slave just doesn't want the prince to do something he regrets." Although there is no positive answer, this sentence can almost be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to Emperor Jiushu's fetish.