"Peng Hai, what kind of relationship do you say is between Lu He and Jing Xiu? What will they say tomorrow to fool me?"

In the Lingyun Palace, Emperor Mingde sat on a soft couch, holding an ununfolded book in his hand.

On the small table beside him, there were two stacks of notes, one of which had been reviewed.

As others guessed, there are his eyes and ears in this palace or in the internal guards.

He was a man who he had always been, and there was no one he could really trust except himself.

However, although there are his eyes and ears in the palace and internal guards, the number and ability are limited, but for Emperor Mingde, it is enough.

"This ...... Your Majesty forgives the sins, and the old slave does not know very well." Peng Hai stood aside, trying to make himself no different from the past.

He is different from others, he has followed Emperor Mingde since he was a child, and he is single-minded.

Merely...... He will still be suspected.

Fortunately, he can always rely on his true heart towards the master to resolve the master's suspicions.

Now that he is older, he needs to be more cautious, and occasionally he is very tired.

"Hmph......" Emperor Mingde let out a soft voice from his nose, a smile on his face, he obviously didn't care about Peng Hai's answer.

"From my point of view, they are all the "remnants" of the year." When he said the word "remnant party", he accentuated his tone.

Peng Hai's head couldn't help but press lower.

He had followed Emperor Mingde for many years, and knew that the so-called "remnants" in his mouth meant those who followed the former prince back then, or were related to the affairs of the former prince.

After many years, Peng Hai still remembers the demeanor of the first prince, but it's a pity that ......

Realizing that he was thinking like this in his heart, Peng Hai couldn't help but be shocked, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"Huh?" Emperor Mingde's gaze fell on Peng Hai, "What's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, old slave...... It looks like something has been eaten," he looked up slightly as he clutched his stomach, revealing a pale face covered with fine beads of sweat.

At this moment, Peng Hai secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Go ahead." Emperor Mingde waved his hand, Peng Hai seemed to be relieved, hurriedly made a thousand, covered his stomach and went outside the hall.

Behind him, Emperor Mingde's gaze followed him, and a yin owl flashed among them.

After a while, he gave a faint order, and a palace man appeared in front of him, "Just find a doctor."

The palace people received the order and retreated towards the outside of the hall, and when Peng Hai returned to the Lingyun Palace, the imperial doctor was already there.

"My companion is not very comfortable, you can take a look." His eyes fell on Peng Hai, and Emperor Mingde commanded at the imperial doctor.

The imperial physician took the order and stepped forward to signal Peng Hai to sit down.

"Thank you, old slave, for your care." Peng Hai swallowed his saliva unconsciously, sat down next to the chair, stretched out his hand, and put it on the pulse diagnosis that the imperial doctor took out.

Emperor Mingde retracted his gaze and continued to look at the music in his hand, time seemed to pass very slowly, but in fact, it was only a moment.

"Your Majesty, Peng Daban does have some spleen and stomach disharmony, wait for the minister to prescribe a few prescriptions, as long as Daban takes it on time, it can be improved."

The imperial doctor got up and saluted Emperor Mingde, and Peng Hai also hurriedly stood up and faced Emperor Mingde.

"Go ahead." With a command, Emperor Mingde looked at Peng Hai again, "Since you are not feeling well, you are allowed to rest for a day today, and you can go too."

"The minister retired."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The imperial physician and Peng Hai saluted separately and retreated towards the outside of the hall together.

When he was about to reach the palace gate, he seemed uncomfortable again, and Peng Hai took a few steps back quickly holding his stomach.

It wasn't until he sat on the gong bucket again that Peng Hai wiped the sweat from his forehead with palpitations, and he was more and more glad that he had really eaten a bad stomach.

Otherwise, if the doctor can't diagnose the problem just now, the consequences will be unimaginable.

His back was already soaked in cold sweat.

——

"Mother, there's good news." Yu Qi came in from outside the hall, her steps were brisk, she blessed Xie Ji and said with a smile

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"What's the good news?" Sitting on the bed, Xie Cheng looked at her.

It's been a bit of a nuisance lately, and of course Xie Cheng hopes for some good news.

"His Royal Highness King Ning is coming back." Yu Qi spoke again.

After leaving Qiannan, after continuous travel, Zhou Jin has become closer and closer to Kyoto.

He sent someone in advance to send the news back to Xie Yangui's mansion so that his people could answer it.

Although Peng Hai had personally gone to Xie Yan's mansion and met "Zhou Jin", no one could guarantee that Emperor Mingde would not separate a pair of eyes and stare specifically at the mansion.

In today's situation, it is always good to be cautious.

"It's good news, so let's help too." Xie Ji had a smile on her face and commanded Yu Qi.

"Yes, don't worry." Yu Qi responded with a smile.

If Emperor Mingde really had the eyes and ears of Emperor Mingde staring at Xie Yan's return to the mansion, as long as he cooperated with the person who wanted to answer Zhou Jin, he could divert his attention by making a little move.

When the eyes and ears of the staring were temporarily withdrawn, Zhou Jin could return to the house smoothly.

Even if someone re-stares after that, there is no need to worry about it.

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"Nonsense! Nonsense!" In a small house on the outskirts of Beijing, the volume of Xun Lao's scolding was higher than that of a lifetime.

Zhou Jin knows very well in his heart that what kind of impact will this rush have on his body?

Therefore, as early as before arriving in the suburbs of Beijing, he sent a message back to Kyoto, so that Xun Lao could prepare in advance.

Rao is Xun Lao had already guessed Zhou Jin's physical condition, and after seeing him, he couldn't help but want to hammer him.

But the way he is now, it's not easy to start, and Xun Lao has no choice but to scold.

"You're old, I promise it's the last time." Zhou Jin sat on the soft couch, his face was as pale as if he would ascend to heaven in the next second, he had a smile on his face, and his tone was very weak.

"Fart, that's what you said last few times!" Xun Lao glared at him, not believing it at all.

However, scolding and scolding, anger and anger, he will still find a way to regulate Zhou Jin and alleviate his pain. new

Hot water was boiling in the kitchen, which was used for Zhou Jin to soak in a medicinal bath, combined with the golden needle and the medicine he had prepared a long time ago, which could quickly relieve the severe pain.

"Fortunately, the old man has given you care before, otherwise you will be so foolish, your life will be gone, this time no matter what, you must listen to the old man."

Xun Lao has prepared a new recuperation recipe for Zhou Jin, striving to completely remove the toxins that were suppressed in his body this time.

"Yes, I'm sure you're old." Zhou Jin smiled and agreed.

At this moment, the bones in his body felt as if they had been shattered, and it hurt so much that he could not move.

Fortunately, over the years, he has long been accustomed to these pains, so he can still laugh.

"Okay, don't laugh anymore, the old man looks upset." Zhou Jin hoped to comfort Xun Lao, but Xun Lao, as a doctor who had been treating him, how could he not know his situation?

He continued to scold, but the movements under his hands were much lighter, "The mansion has also prepared a lot of things for you, and when we return to the mansion safely, your pain can be alleviated even more, so let's make do with it now."