"Madam, don't worry, Qingyu Gongzi is blessed and blessed, it will be fine,"

Listening to his wife's words, Zong Jiyuan half-truthfully comforted,

"However, since Xiaosheng has already come, let's let Xiaosheng diagnose and take a look for Gongzi."

"Master, please come with me."

The lady led Zong Jiyuan into the inner room, while He Ruichang stayed in the outer room and drank tea by himself.

The place where He Qingyu recuperated was his own bedroom, and when he walked in, Zong Jiyuan quickly looked around, and saw that it was very tidy and tidy, and there was a faint smell of fragrance in the room.

At this time, this Qingyu prince was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep, but judging by his breath alone, Zong Jiyuan knew that he had not fallen asleep at all, and was completely awake.

Looking back at Mrs. He and Zong Ji Yuandao,

"Madam, please sit down for a while, and wait for Xiaosheng to diagnose the pulse of the son."

"Okay, there's Master Lao."

Seeing that Zong Jiyuan looked completely confident, Madame felt much more at ease, so she moved a chair for her and put it in front of the hospital bed, and sat down on the side.

Zong Jiyuan sat down beside He Qingyu, reached out and pulled his left hand out of the quilt, put two fingers on the pulse to diagnose it, and after a while, he gently pursed his lips and scratched his wrist unexpectedly.

Although the action was small, He Qingyu was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the bed, and his eyes immediately opened, almost looking at the young and beautiful face in front of him with shocked eyes.

Seeing the other party like this, Zong Jiyuan couldn't stop laughing in his heart, and turned back to Mrs. He and said,

"Madam, what should be the secret of Qingyu Gongzi's illness, can you let Xiaosheng talk to him alone? This will allow the cause to be found more quickly. ”

"Okay......"

Although it was inevitable that there would be hesitation, the lady stood up and walked out of the bedroom with great reason.

In fact, from the moment he heard Zong Jiyuan's voice just now, He Qingyu's slightly closed eyelids began to beat non-stop, and at this time, there was no other person in the room, and this Qingyu prince couldn't hold back the authenticity.

"Mr. Ye is not wrong at all, master, you are really here."

"Yes, Childe is pretending to be sick here, and it's really just so that I can come to see you, right?"

Zong Jiyuan looked at him with some disgust and said,

"If you want to see it, you can see it, why do you have to come up with so many tricks, which makes adults and ladies worry and worry."

"I—this ......"

After saying this, He Qingyu was also a little embarrassed, and quickly sat up, and after thinking about it, he said,

"Actually, I'm really sick, it's just a heart disease, there is a mystery I want to solve, but I'm worried that you won't tell me the truth, master, and you're so busy, how can you have time to take care of me, a 'gentleman', so I'm in a hurry."

"You, it's really not worrying,"

Hearing him say this, Zong Jiyuan couldn't help but laugh,

"What the hell are you looking for me, just tell me."

"Ah, this...... I ask you, Will you tell the truth? ”

He Qingyu still asked cautiously tentatively.

Zong Jiyuan sneered and looked at him and said,

"Mr. Ye is my uncle, even he came to help Gongzi, what can I hide from you anymore, hurry up."

"Oh, okay, that day, I went to the Qingxiang Theater with my friends,"

He Qingyu observed Zong Jiyuan's expression and said,

"At that time, the Confucian opera troupe was performing a play called 'Female Show Talent Shifting Flowers and Trees', and the protagonist of the play heard that he was specially invited from Yunnan, and the famous Kunqu opera Jia Meikun, but I once had a close encounter with that Miss Jia, and she smiled at me at the time, but how do I think Miss Jia looks very much like you, Master......"

"Like me? Childe, are you saying that I look like that singing? ”

Zong Jiyuan asked as he stared at the other party quietly.

Seeing her expression, as if she was angry, He Qingyu hurriedly waved her hand and said,

"No, no, no, I'm not saying that you are like a play, master, and I also know that people with merit and fame can't do those businesses that are called 'lower nine streams', but looking at the play, the handsome lady is dressed as a man, and the woman does not let her eyebrows, somehow, I just think that Miss Jia's appearance is really similar to the master, do you say it's strange......"

"It's not strange at all,"

Zong Jiyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud,

"Because that's really me."

"Is it really you?!"

When He Qingyu heard this, he leaned forward in shock, and a handsome face was almost on the tip of Zong Jiyuan's nose.

Zong Jiyuan stretched out his hand and pressed him back to the bed, and said with a smile,

"Don't shout so much, although I told you the truth, but this is a secret, childe, you must not tell others."

"Okay, okay, I got it,"

After sitting down again, He Qingyu nodded again and again, still widening his eyes and looking at Zong Jiyuan very seriously,

"But, master, why did you go to the Kong family team to sing? And、Singing so well?! ”

"Actually, that's not what I sang,"

Zong Jiyuan shook his head and said funny,

"It was sung by Xiaomei Yingxue, I just showed my face, and I went to investigate the case during that time, because there was a case involving the Confucian opera troupe, so I stayed on the Qingxiang stage for a few days."

"I see, I see,"

He Qingyu nodded slowly, and showed a look of envy,

"Master is really good, obviously younger than me, but he can go out to see so many things in the world and do so many things for everyone, and I can only read in the study......"

"You still know that I'm younger than you, and that's still a 'master' call, didn't you say it last time, you and I want to be called brothers."

Seeing that he was really fine, Zong Jiyuan also put his mind at ease, brushed his clothes, and sat on the chair.

He Qingyu also sat up straight on the bed, looked at her and smiled slightly,

"But aren't you calling me 'Childe' too?"

"Okay, Brother Qingyu, let's do it this time,"

Since the other party kicked the ball back again, Zong Jiyuan had no choice but to change his words first.

"However, Brother Qingyu, what is the real reason for your illness this time? It's not just about seeing my little brother. ”

"Seeing Ji Yuan, you are naturally one of the reasons,"

He Qingyu sighed and muttered,

"Because I suspect that the beauty on the stage is Ji Yuan, but I am afraid that you will not admit it, so I use this method to ask, which is also a fact; In addition, I am so bored that I want to go out and see the world, but my father does not approve of anything, alas, it really suffocates me......"