Chapter Ninety-Three: Illness (Please order first!) )
In his experience, when Yan Qizhou is in a matter, the best way is to distract him!
But after asking, I waited for a while and didn't wait for Yan Qi's words.
Wen Ji was completely anxious.
Just as he was thinking about letting Baixiang in, he gave him a knife on the back of his neck, and knocked him unconscious, when he heard the person behind the desk speak.
The voice was dry and hoarse, with tiredness.
"You go and inquire, Jiang Si has taken a fancy to that mansion."
It's a matter of ginger zero dyeing again!! Wen Ji thought of the last time someone turned over the horse to give her a selection of relatives in the whole capital, and privately felt that Yan Qi had done too much for her.
And he didn't see that kind of degree of getting along between men and women in Yan Qi at all!
Yan Qi is too familiar!
He was so familiar that he even had to think about ambiguity.
But Yan Qi turned around and asked him to prepare Jiang Lingran's blind date candidate, and he dispelled his doubts again.
At this time, I asked Jiang Lingran's housing problem again!
She has her brother to take care of, where is the need for them to worry about?!
But it's not easy for him to say this kind of thing directly.
Secretly blame yourself for talking too much, who is not good to mention, what ginger Lingran is mentioning?! Wen Ji resisted the urge to slap his mouth.
"I'm going to inquire, don't look at it, eat something, and rest your eyes, right?"
There was no sound behind the desk.
Wen Ji was deflated, turned around and went out.
Yan Qi pinched his eyebrows, threw away the account book in his hand, and leaned back in the chair.
But his stomach suddenly cramped, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he looked sad and wrung his eyebrows, and called out two hundred spices, but there was no response.
The desk was full of ledgers, and he looked for the location of the teapot, stood up and walked over.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, the stomach cramps are not mild but heavy.
The door creaked open.
Yan Qi thought it was Baixiang, and didn't reply: "I'm a little uncomfortable, quietly invite an imperial doctor, don't alarm others." ”
"What's wrong?"
A concerned inquiry, but not Baixiang's voice.
Yan Qiqian turned around, and when he saw the people in the room, the speed visible between his eyebrows and eyes was cold: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince broke into my study so quietly, it's not good!" ”
The prince didn't quarrel with him, walked two steps to his side, saw his pale face clearly, frowned and said urgently: "What is uncomfortable?" ”
Yan Qi put down the cup heavily, propped it on the table with one hand, and said coldly: "What will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince do when he finds out?" ”
"Do you want to do anything with my decoction?"
The prince's jade white face was faintly blue, glared at him angrily, and threw off his sleeves and left.
Baixiang came quickly, and when he saw Yan Qi, who was pale sitting on the chair, he was startled, and said hurriedly: "Childe, what's wrong?" ”
Yan Qi asked in a low voice, "Is the prince gone?" ”
Baixiang nodded.
Yan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and most of the qi that he was holding on to was dispersed, and his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness.
In a drowsy state, a large mouthful of bitter decoction was poured into his mouth.
Yan Qi almost threw up.
The prince saw that he had opened his eyes and said, "When you wake up, drink it yourself!" He put down the medicine bowl in his hand, got up and walked to the side.
Yan Qi gritted his teeth and looked at Baixiang.
Baixiang waved his hand and shook his head with a bitter face, where did he know that the prince would go and return!
The prince drank the tea on the table slowly, pretending not to see the eyes of the master and servant.
He said lightly: "The medicine was fried by your people, I just took over and you woke up, if you can't believe it, go and fry it again." ”
Yan Qi glanced at him, took the medicine on the small table and drank it all.
"The imperial doctor said that your liver is too hot, your spleen and stomach are too weak, and you work too hard. I want you to quit drinking, eat well, and rest more. The prince looked at him with a smile: "I heard yesterday that you and those sons and brothers were drinking and having fun in Wanhualou, partying all night, and they were all like gentlemen." ”
"Why is it that you are sick because of too much work?"
The word "hard work" deliberately bites very hard.
Yan Qi glanced at him, lay back on the pillow, and said in a strange voice: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has atoned for his sins, and the grass people are sick and can't listen to His Highness's teachings." ”
"I can't help but give it to His Royal Highness the Prince, and ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to leave quickly."
After listening to him, the prince sighed, stood up and said: "Father announced that I will enter the palace, I will come to see you in the evening, you have a good rest, and it is not too late to look at the accounts and other things when Da'an is settled." ”
Yan Qi pulled the quilt over his head.
There was no sound in the room, he lifted the quilt and looked at Baixiang, who was watching the prince at the door, and said, "Is Wen Ji back?" ”
Baixiang turned his head and said, "Back, do you want to see him?" ”
Yan Qi nodded.
Baixiang hurriedly sent someone to invite.
asked Yan Qi again, "Do you want to eat something?" According to the recipe given by the imperial doctor, porridge and soup were boiled in the kitchen. ”
Yan Qi's mouth was bitter, he had no appetite at all, and he looked at Baixiang's face with caution, and he said, "I'm not dead, what are you doing with this expression." ”
Baixiang hurriedly "Bah, Bah" a few times, frowned, and said, "Can't you say an auspicious word." ”
Wen Ji walked in, and without waiting for him to ask energetically, he took the lead and said, "Miss Jiang Si has set a four-entry house in Yang'er Hutong. ”
Yan Qi said: "How? ”
Wen Ji shook his head: "The house is small, the surroundings are chaotic, and the location is biased. ”
"If there were only two of them, it would be enough."
"And I heard that the fourth girl is so quiet, I think she deliberately chose that position."
said and frowned: "It's just that there is probably a habitual thief living around there, and he always loses things." However, if Jiang Ergongzi sits in Yang'er Hutong, it should be too peaceful. ”
Yan Qi said: "Jiang Ji will not stay in Beijing for a long time. ”
That house ginger can't live with it!
Wen Ji heard what he said, and wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "What does Childe mean?" ”
Yan Qi said: "The house on Erhe Street quietly gave her one. As he spoke, he glared at Wen Ji: "Remember, it's quiet!" Don't be noticed. ”
Wen Ji just wants to go crazy!
"Those two houses are next to each other, you buy them together, and then they are tidied up, and when the courtyard wall is opened, you can live in them, and sell one to her, what should you do?"
"Besides, she has paid the deposit for the house in Yang'er Hutong."
On Baoshan Zhuangzi, Jiang Lingran sat in a daze in the empty house.
Jiang Ji walked in, looked at her like this, and said, "Reluctant? ”
Jiang Lingran nodded: "This house was drawn by my mother herself and let people pretend to be it." ”
Jiang Ji said: "Brother has already kept the appearance of this house in mind, and in the future, your room will be exactly the same as here." Seeing her drooping her head and looking pitiful, she couldn't help but say, "You have promised others, you can't go back!" ”
Jiang Lingran looked up at Jiang Ji and said, "I didn't regret it, but I was a little reluctant." ”
Jiang Ji pinched her cheek, smiled and coaxed: "Let's go, go to the city brother and invite you to eat something delicious." ”
Jiang Lingran nodded.
As soon as the two of them reached the gate of Zhuangzi, they saw a man galloping on horseback.