Mrs. Le stopped when she heard this, she was not afraid of being infected, but if she fell ill again, it would only worry Masahiro.

"Okay, my mother won't go in, you can recuperate well, listen to the words of the house doctor, and drink the medicine obediently."

"Got it, don't worry, help my mother go back."

"Yes, Lord Shizi." Mrs. Le's side hurriedly responded, and then looked at Mrs. Le, "Madam, let's go first, there is a doctor here, the prince is young and in good health, and he will definitely get better soon." ”

Mrs. Le nodded when she heard this, and explained a lot of things outside the door before letting the people around her help her back to the main courtyard.

Le Zhenghong was relieved to see that his mother had been persuaded to leave. Glancing at the wine bottle in his hand, he took a breath and threw the wine bottle directly into the corner. She looks sloppy with alcohol, and if her mother sees it, she won't be worried.

"Shizi" After a while, a voice without emotion sounded outside the courtyard.

"Say." When Le Zhenghong heard this voice, his face instantly became serious. There was also a bit of complexity on his face.

“…… It is true that the Le Guo Gong of Rongguo only appeared in fifteen years, and as far as our people know, that person has nothing to do with ...... It's very similar. "Actually, it's very similar and just a euphemism, the news of the spies is exactly the same, but at this time, don't irritate your own master.

Le Zhenghong closed his eyes violently, he still had a trace of luck in his heart before, but the fact was that he slapped him hard.

"Let people continue to investigate, I want to know everything about him, at all costs."

"Yes" The secret guard at the door knew the seriousness of the matter, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

"Did the guards who went to check for clues find anything?"

"Shizi, they have found some traces, but they are not sure yet, and they will report to you after they verify the news."

"Well, keep an eye on it, don't let go of any clues."

"Yes"

The secret guard came and went in a hurry, Le Zhenghong looked at the messy wine bottles scattered on the side, pressed the corner of his forehead, and then shouted outside for people to clean up, ridiculous A few days is enough, it is not worth wasting his time for such a person.

The entourage waiting outside the door saw that Le Zhenghong had figured out that he was not drinking, and he was very happy, and he was busy cleaning up some inner rooms, while Le Zhenghong went to clean up his personal hygiene.

It has been an hour since it was cleaned up, and Le Zhenghong looked at the clean bedroom and felt quiet in his heart. Then he lay on the bed and forced himself not to think about those bad things, and gradually fell asleep.

It was already noon when he woke up the next day, and after finishing his meal, he went to the main courtyard to greet his mother.

"They're all thin." Mrs. Le took Le Zhenghong's hand and looked at her son's emaciated face, feeling a little distressed.

"Mother, it's good to lose weight, how handsome and chic."

"You, poor mouth!" Mrs. Le was amused by him, and her original sad face instantly smiled.

"Mother, my son will come back to eat with you in the evening, I have been sick for a few days, and some duties in Dali Temple have been delayed, and my son has to deal with it first."

"Okay, go ahead, don't get too tired." Mrs. Le nodded.

"Well, that son is gone." After speaking, he glanced at one of Mrs. Le's side, and nodded quietly. Seeing this, Le Zhenghong walked out of the main courtyard and went to work with peace of mind.