"Lord Wang, I heard that you are looking for me?" Standing in front of Feng Jiu's door, Gu Juan hesitated again and again and finally spoke, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

"Come in!" Feng Jiu's low voice came from inside the room.

Gu Wanwan puffed up in her heart and pushed open the door and entered, and found Feng Jiu sitting at the desk with a focused expression.

"What are you doing standing there? Come and grind the ink. Feng Jiu didn't raise his head, he took a pen and wrote something on the paper.

Calling her over just to sharpen the ink?

Gu Wanwan was confused, but she still obediently stepped forward and picked up the ink strip on the table and began to grind the ink.

Her eyes swept to the powerful handwriting on the rice paper, and she couldn't help but look at the masked face.

The mask covered those ugly scars, and he waved on the rice paper as if no one was around, although Feng Jiu was in a wheelchair at this time, Gu Wanwan had an illusion, as if this was a man who could stand between heaven and earth, not a ghost king who was trapped in this small mansion due to his disability.

Feng Jiu didn't seem to feel her scrutiny at all, still focusing on the pen in his hand.

"Lord, someone has come to the palace." Just as the two people in the room were thinking about each other, the guard outside the door suddenly preached.

"Got it," Feng Jiu put down the pen in his hand and pushed the wheelchair forward, ignoring Gu Wanwan who was standing at the table.

Gu Wanwan didn't know what she should do, so she couldn't stay in this room alone, so she could only keep up with Feng Jiu in front.

Entering the front hall, Gu Wanwan found that the person in the palace in the guard's mouth turned out to be the chief eunuch she had seen at the prince's wedding, and an elderly man standing beside him.

"Lord, the slave greets the prince!" When the prince saw Feng Jiu coming, he hurriedly saluted. The old man beside him also saluted.

"Excuse me, the prince came over today, but what did my father command?" Feng Jiu's voice was low, without a trace of ups and downs.

"The servants came here today to be ordered by the emperor. This is Imperial Physician Li of the Tai Hospital," Wang Gonggong smiled, pointed to the old man beside him and said, "Imperial Doctor Li's medical skills are second to none in the entire Tai Hospital. The emperor was thinking about the prince, and he was always worried about the prince's body, afraid that there would be no good doctor in the prince's mansion, so he asked the servant to bring Imperial Doctor Li over to take a good look at the prince. ”

Feng Jiu stared at the Imperial Physician Li, and the gaze that shot directly at him made Imperial Physician Li subconsciously take a step back. Feng Jiu opened his mouth and said, "My father's heart is received by the king, so it will trouble Imperial Doctor Li." As he spoke, he held out his hand and placed it on the table.

Imperial Physician Li even lowered his head and said that he didn't dare to be, and took a few steps forward and put his fingers on Feng Jiu's wrist.

Gu Wanwan hung her head and stood behind Feng Jiu, but she was thinking in her heart that this old emperor suddenly sent a imperial doctor over and really cared about his son?

After a moment, the prince asked openly, "Imperial Doctor Li, how is the prince's body?" ”

Imperial Physician Li withdrew his hand and replied: "The pulse is neither sinking nor floating, gentle and powerful, and the prince's body is very healthy!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Feng Jiu's legs again, "Let the lower officials take a look at the prince's legs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jiu suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, stopping his next move, "This king's leg was burned out in the fire a few years ago, and many doctors have seen it over the years. This king is also used to such days, so he doesn't bother Imperial Doctor Li. ”

"What the prince said is not right," the prince suddenly stepped forward at this time, still with a smile on his face, but the words he said made people extremely uncomfortable, "You let Imperial Doctor Li take a look, with Imperial Doctor Li's medical skills, maybe there is a way?" Besides, it's not good for you to let the minions go back to the emperor to pay their errands! ”

Feng Jiu was still holding Imperial Physician Li's hand, and his words were so cold that he seemed to be able to drop the ice slag, "This king said that if you don't need it, you don't need it, just go back to your father directly." ”

Wang Gonggong was so blocked by Feng Jiu's words that he had nothing to say, and he glanced at Imperial Doctor Li with an iron face.

Imperial Physician Li hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back and stood still, rubbed his painful wrist that was caught, and said apologetically, "Lord Wang, I'm sorry, it's the recklessness of the lower officials." ”

Feng Jiu waved his hand, "This king knows his father's intentions, but this king's leg is really incurable, and this king doesn't want to toss anymore." ”

The prince saluted and said, "In that case, the servant will take Imperial Doctor Li back to the palace." As he spoke, he quickly withdrew with Imperial Physician Li.

Gu Wanwan, who had been standing behind Feng Jiu without speaking, saw the two of them go out quickly, and a thought gradually became clear in her heart: the appearance of Imperial Doctor Li and Wang Gonggong just now did not look like they were coming to see a doctor at all, but wanted to test whether Feng Jiu was really disabled in both legs!

These two people were instructed by the emperor, which means that the emperor wanted to test Feng Jiu!

Gu Wanwan was shocked by his own speculation, at the prince's wedding, the old emperor and Feng Jiu still looked like a father and a son, and he also felt a lot of guilt about his son, so all this is fake! This emperor doesn't favor Feng Jiu at all!

"What are you still doing? Not yet to keep up! ”

Hearing Feng Jiu's impatient words, Gu Wanwan came to her senses and hurriedly followed the wheelchair in front of her, secretly looked at Feng Jiu's face with a mask that she couldn't see clearly, and said hesitantly, "Lord Wang, Ah Wan looked at that Imperial Doctor Li just now..."

Feng Jiu, who had been pushing the wheelchair, suddenly stopped, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his cold and hard words, "Some things are seen when you see them, but you must control your mouth." ”

Gu Wanwan was annoyed by his tone, opened her mouth and didn't say anything more.

Looking at Feng Jiu's appearance, it seemed that he had already known the old emperor's thoughts, but what did he want to do quietly and pretending that nothing had happened?

Between Feng Jiu and the emperor, what are some unknown things?

Since the prince came that day, Feng Jiu had never looked for Gu Wanwan again, as if there was no such person as her in this mansion.

Although Gu Wanwan thought it was strange, she was also happy to be idle, and she stayed in the palace every day to enjoy the flowers and take a walk, and when she was free, she went back to the Xiangfu to see the white sycamore. It's just that occasionally when I think of Feng Jiu's expression and tone when he warned himself that day, I can't help but be confused, this Feng Jiu really has too many secrets hidden in him.

On this day, Gu Wanwan, as usual, was lying leisurely on a small couch specially prepared for her by Xiuchun, and a few pillows made of good velvet were carefully prepared on the couch, so that she would not feel tired even if she lay down all day.

"Xiuchun, what have you been busy with these days?" Gu Wanwan put down the book in her hand to pass the time, turned her head to look at Xiuchun, who was cleaning up the futon in the inner room, and asked.

Xiuchun looked at Gu Wanwan on the couch, and said with a slight smile: "Why did Miss Awan suddenly care about the prince today?" Could it be that I haven't seen the prince for some time? This period of time has made Xiuchun familiar with Gu Wanwan, and the two usually get along more naturally.

"When did you learn these words?" Gu Wanwan shook her head, frowned and pretended to be angry, "I'll tell you seriously!" Why haven't you seen the prince much these days? ”

Xiuchun also got up seriously, put down the work in his hand and walked over and said: "The prince has been stuffy in the mansion these days, and we don't know what he's doing, anyway, it's mysterious." There was still a bit of helplessness in his tone.

At this time, a little girl's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Sister Xiuchun, it's time to boil the medicine." ”

"Got it, I'll be right over." Xiuchun shouted outside.

Boiling medicine? What medicine? Why let Xiuchun go? Gu Wanwan was puzzled in her heart, and asked out of her mouth, "Xiuchun, is there anyone in the palace who is not in good health?" Why do you have to boil medicine? ”

Xiuchun sighed, her tone was full of worry, "It's the prince." ”

The Ghost King? Gu Wanwan was even more puzzled in her heart, obviously the last time I saw him, he still looked like a vigorous tiger!

"Last time, someone came to the palace to show the prince's body," Xiuchun continued, "Let's just say that the prince's body is not very good, and he needs to be conditioned." Every three days, the palace will send a few doses of medicine over, telling the prince to take it on time. It's about the prince's body, and I can't rest assured that those people in the dining room are careless, so I personally go to boil medicine and send it to the prince every time. This is the third time, and I don't know when I will take this medicine. ”

It turned out to be sent from the palace? Gu Wanwan remembered that Wang Gonggong and Imperial Doctor Li, who didn't look like good people that day, and her heart swelled with deep worry. That old emperor didn't really care about King Youwang at all, and the medicine he sent over would definitely not be a good thing, in case he did anything in the medicine....

Xiuchun saw that Gu Wanwan didn't speak for a long time, so she blessed her body and bowed, "Miss Awan, then I'll go and boil medicine for the prince first, and I'll come over after the prince drinks the medicine." ”

Gu Wanwan nodded, and waved her hand to signal Xiuchun to go down.

Gu Wanwan's whole mind was on the medicine sent from the palace, and she didn't want to read any more books, so she lay on the couch for a while and thought that the medicine for Xiuchun was almost ready, so she secretly went out and went to Feng Jiu's room. She wanted to see what kind of "panacea" was sent from the palace!

As if it was a deliberate arrangement by Feng Jiu, her courtyard was not far from Feng Jiu's courtyard, and she arrived after a few corridors.

Gu Wanwan quietly leaned against the door, her ears on the door and listened to the movement in the door.

"Lord, the medicine has been boiled, and the prince can take it while it's hot." It was Xiuchun's voice, and it seemed that she came at just the right time.

"Got it, put it there, this king will take the medicine later." Feng Jiu's voice was as rough and low as ever, I don't know if it was her delusion, there was a faint hatred in his words.

Gu Wanwan was so distracted for a moment that she didn't even notice that the door was open from the inside.

"Oops—" she exclaimed, and the whole person fell into the air.

Xiuchun, who was opening the door and preparing to go out, suddenly saw Gu Wanwan fall in, and blinked in a daze, not knowing what to say.