Chapter Twenty-Nine: Who Is Sick?

Wei Yan nodded, but Lin Wanqing didn't seem to believe her, and her raised Danfeng eyes lifted lightly, "Really?" ”

Wei Yan sighed helplessly, she also knew that Qi Zhaoji's previous behavior had made an enemy for her, and it was not easy to ask for peace now.

Yuan Ying already felt sorry for her young lady, and she was bullied by the prince, and now she was bullied by the prince's other women.

She simply stepped forward to Lin Wanqing and said, "Miss Lin, my young lady originally had a marriage contract. ”

When Lin Wanqing heard this, her expression really relaxed, after all, who in the whole capital didn't know that the daughter of Master Wei's family and Shen Fu, the grandson of Master Shen's family, had a marriage contract, Miss Wei was outstanding, and Shen Gongzi was dignified.

Speaking of which, Lin Wanqing really didn't believe that Wei Yan, who had always been high-minded, might have anything to do with the prince.

But she was still a little uneasy and said, "Then why did you enter this East Palace?" ”

"The matter of the Zhenguo Mansion, Miss Lin just asks." Wei Yan felt that if she told Lin Wanqing, she might not necessarily believe it, so she left a message, "If you believe it and are willing to help me, then I am naturally willing to tell Miss Lin a thing or two about His Highness's preferences that I can hear here." ”

Selling Qi Zhaojin is not a loss-making business, not to mention, at the beginning, it was Qi Zhaojin who made a trick for her, Wei Yan couldn't help but smile lightly when she thought of Qi Zhaoji's behavior.

Lin Wanqing thought for a moment, and had to say that what Wei Yan said was still very tempting, she nodded and said that she wanted to think for a while.

Wei Yan was not in a hurry, and after greeting Lin Wanqing, she turned around and walked out directly, but when she walked out of the courtyard, she happened to hear Lin Wanqing still discussing with the maid beside her with some doubts, but listening to her tone, Wei Yan felt that there was no big deal nine times out of ten.

Sure enough, before nightfall, Lin Wanqing sent a palace maid to come and tell Wei Yan that she already knew about the affairs of the Guogong Mansion and was willing to cooperate with Wei Yan, but hoped that Wei Yan would give a little sincerity.

And as soon as the palace maid left, the door was pushed open with a bang, and the cold wind and snow outside continued to pour in, and Wei Yan, who was sitting on the soft couch and roasting the fire, was so blown that she couldn't open her eyes by the wind, raised her hand to block it, and it took a while to see the person standing at the door......

Qi Zhaojin was also carrying an old man with gray hair, and he looked like an imperial doctor in that outfit.

Yuan Ying didn't expect the prince to enter the young lady's room like this, but when she thought that this was the East Palace, she had to follow the other palace maids to close the door and block the wind and snow again.

Qi Zhao stepped forward and threw the imperial doctor in front of Wei Yan, his expression was sad, "Treat her!" ”

See a doctor? Wei Yan felt that this was so strange, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and glance at Qi Zhaoji, she was a little suspicious that Qi Zhaojin was talking about the wrong object, obviously the sick person was himself, right?

The imperial doctor who was thrown on the ground was old, and he didn't know if it was cold, or he was a little worried about being carried all the way, and his body was a little trembling, and he eased up for a while before standing up.

The imperial doctor glanced at Wei Yan, and saw that the woman in front of him was still wearing a girl's bun, so he couldn't call it anything else, so he had to say stiffly, "What discomfort does Miss have?" ”

Wei Yan glanced at Qi Zhaoji's position suspiciously, "No." ”

The imperial doctor was also very puzzled, obviously today, His Royal Highness came directly to the imperial doctor's office to arrest people with a look of arrogance, he thought that his old life was over, who knew that he was actually asked to come to see a doctor...... But this young lady actually said that she was not sick?

The corners of Qi Zhaojin's pale lips suddenly pulled out a smile, and he reached out and lifted Wei Yan's chin, "Trying to sell the lonely person, isn't he sick?" ”