Finding that Xiaoxian Wang was looking at her stupidly, Yan Shiyi smiled faintly. When Xiao Xianwang saw her the first few times, her eyes showed disgust, she didn't have a good impression of him, Xiao Xianwang and Xiao Qian's intimate behavior couldn't help but make people think crookedly. If she didn't know that Xiao Qian was a modern straight man, I'm afraid she would have avoided Xiao Qian. Since when did King Xiaoxian have a strange look towards her?

Yan Shiyi recalled carefully, and finally remembered that King Xiaoxian's opinion of her should be when she healed the stonemason father and son before bidding for the lotus branch golden hairpin.

"Brother Xian, why are you sick too?"

Seeing Xiao Qian, who was leaning on the couch with a pale face, Xiao Xianwang pounced in three steps and two steps, grabbed Xiao Qian's hand and asked with concern.

Xiao Qian's gaze looked at Yan Shiyi from the shoulder of the Little Virtuous King, blinked, and without waiting for the Little Virtuous King to speak again, he pushed his hand away.

"I'm an old problem, and you know it's not been a day or two. I just took the medicine today, but it's serious again. ”

Xiao Qian summoned Tong'er and asked him to take Yan Shiyi to see his younger brother Yan Chujiu.

Xiao Qian blinked and wanted to signal something, Yan Shiyi was full of doubts, and followed Tong'er into the room next to Xiao Qian.

Yan Chujiu was lying on the bed on his side, and when he saw his sister coming in, he slowly sat up.

"Eldest sister."

"Don't move, what's uncomfortable?"

Yan Shiyi leaned on the edge of the bed and sat down, reaching out to give Yan Chujiu a pulse.

The boy went out and closed the door. Yan Chujiu sat up straight, withdrew his hand and embarrassedly handed. Yan Shiyi only took a pulse, and already understood that his younger brother was pretending to be sick.

"Chu Jiu, what's going on?"

Yan Shiyi stood up. There is no one outside eavesdropping, so you can talk with confidence.

"It's King Qing who asked me to pretend to be sick and invite you over again."

Xiao Qian expected that Yan Shiyi would not be too happy in the County Lord's Mansion, so he invited her in the name of Yan Chujiu's illness, it was best to let Yan Shiyi stay in the Qing Palace, the county lord needed to go over again, there was no need to get involved with the people in the County Lord's Mansion.

"King Qing said that the people in the county lord's mansion are not fuel-efficient lamps, and he is afraid that the eldest sister will suffer. He also has important things to tell his eldest sister. ”

"What's important?"

Yan Chujiu shook his head.

Yan Shiyi felt that the question he asked was stupid enough, and of course he had to tell her face to face about important things.

"You're still pretending to be sick, my sister is underestimating you."

I don't know if the eldest sister praised him or shamed him, Yan Chujiu's face turned the color of pig liver. Remembering the words that Xiao Qian taught him to write last night, he hurriedly took it out of the paper basket and showed it to Yan Shiyi.

"Eldest sister, it turns out that writing is not just about drawing cats and tigers, but also about writing with muscles and style. King Qing said that when I was almost finished, he asked me to hang a stone from my wrist to practice writing. ”

Halo, and not to be a calligrapher, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Yan Shiyi muttered in his heart, but his expression was approving. It's just one night, Xiao Qian taught an illiterate person well, and he really put his mind into it.

There was movement next door, and King Xiaoxian came over and asked Yan Shiyi to take a look at Xiao Qian.

"Your brother is getting better so soon?"

Xiao Xianwang was quite surprised to see Yan Chujiu sitting at the table.

"I massaged two meridians for him, and I can't say it's completely good, it's almost there. What happened to King Qing? ”

If you can hide your illness for a while, you won't be able to hide it for a long time, and Yan Shiyi didn't plan to let his younger brother pretend to be sick.

"King Qing is not good, you go and help him massage it. I saw that his face was very bad, and he had no strength to speak. It is said that the imperial doctor will come over every seven or eight days, and even if he can't heal King Qing well, it won't make him serious. ”

King Xiaoxian thought of his father's illness, and he couldn't help but be indignant because he had been sick for a long time like Xiao Qian.

"Those quacks in the hospital!"

Yan Shiyi was waiting for this opportunity, and glanced at Yan Chujiu, who obediently went back to bed and lay down.

"I push the meridians to the patient, and I can't show them."

Yan Shiyi sent the little virtuous king out with a word. Feng's mother invited Xiaoxian Wang to Mingtang for tea. Only Xiao Qian and Yan Shiyi were left in the room.

Xiao Qian took out a small rattan box from the bed, looked at Yan Shiyi with blazing eyes, and said:

"I have medicine, you know how to heal. Let's work together! ”

Yan Shiyi was feeling that Xiao Qian's words were inexplicable. Xiao Qian opened the small rattan box.