Just as Qingwang's feet were about to step out of the lobby, Ye Jiuchen picked up the undrunk teacup on the table, and the tea in the cup had long since run out of heat, which showed how long Qingwang had been waiting for him here.

Suddenly said loudly: "I haven't congratulated Your Highness on finding the Seventeenth Prince, the Seventeenth Prince is deeply loved by the Emperor, and if Your Highness can find it back, the Emperor will be very happy and reward Your Highness." ”

Qingwang turned around and looked deeply at Ye Jiuchen, who didn't reply, "The second son of the night is well-informed enough." ”

The matter of him finding the seventeenth prince was only known to the people in the City Lord's Mansion tonight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it must have been Yun Qianyan who had gone to inform him.

Ye Jiuchen, it should be said that Ding'an Palace, what benefits did he promise Yun Qianyan to make him so desperate for Ding'an Palace.

"I have won the award, but I don't think there are any good doctors in His Highness's team. For the sake of His Royal Highness the Green King, if anyone is uncomfortable, they can go to the sister of Qianyan. ”

"Then thank you for the kindness of the second son of the night. Qingwang asked, he was a little surprised that Yun Qianyan's sister actually knew how to heal, but then he thought of Yun Qianyan's mysterious origin, and smiled, he should have thought that how could Yun Qianyan's sister be just an ordinary person.

However, his head didn't enter the water, it was Ye Jiuchen's person, how dare he agree easily.

Ye Jiuchen bowed his head, did not continue, saluted, turned around and walked to the small courtyard behind.

At this time, the more you say, the more suspicious it becomes, and casually mentioning it like this is the best way.

If it weren't for the poison in the body of the seventeenth prince, he wouldn't even mention it.

When Ye Jiuchen passed by Mo Qingxi's yard, he also took a look by the way, the house was all dark, and he slept quite fast!

Originally, he also wanted to tell her that about treating the seventeenth prince, it seemed that he could only talk about it tomorrow.

Qingwang's courtyard is far away from Ye Jiuchen and them, in the westernmost part of the inn, the environment is quiet, the layout is elegant, but it is not quite like an inn.

"How's it going?" asked the green king, looking at the thin little man on the bed.

The guards around him immediately said: "If you go back to Your Highness, the doctors of Yishui City have been invited, and they can't see the cause of the seventeenth prince's illness, and the seventeenth prince's breathing pulse is getting weaker and weaker, if you continue like this......"

The words were not finished, but King Qing understood that he meant that he could not find a solution of course, and this imperial nephew was afraid that he would die here.

If it was another prince lying here now, it would not matter, at most he would be scolded by the imperial brother, and the reason was not that he harmed the child like this.

But this seventeen princes are different, he is the heart and soul of the imperial brother, if he dies, the imperial brother is afraid that he will go crazy.

When the concubine was gone, the imperial brother had gray hair overnight, and although he was sick once, he recovered quickly, but he still rushed to Xuandu with no worries.

The imperial brother is more than 20 years older than him, and treats him like a brother and a father, and he also understands the imperial brother's requests best.

Judging from the news coming now, the current imperial brother is far from being as normal as it seems.

"That's why I don't like this mother and son!" sighed the Green King, his gaze shining through the open window as if he had fallen on the distant starry sky. If he could do it all over again, he would definitely persuade the royal brother.

In the end, Qingwang didn't say what to do, because he still wanted to think about it again, and there was still time to do it.

But in fact, Feng Yanshan didn't give him this time.

In the middle of the night, although Feng Yanshi on the bed was still unconscious, her little face was red, beads of sweat were thick, and her mouth was still babbling, waking up the maid who was keeping vigil.

The maid touched Feng Yanlone's hot forehead that could boil eggs, her face was pale, and she didn't dare to delay at all, so she immediately called someone to inform Qingwang.

"Why did you suddenly have a high fever, wasn't it fine before?" Qingwang touched Feng Yan's hot little forehead, and looked angrily at the doctor and his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground.

"If you can't cure the seventeen princes, you will all bury the princes!" said the green king angrily.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that this would not help at all, but he must not let Feng Yan die.

Feng Yan is dead, so what should his imperial brother do?

"Lord Wang, Xuandu is in a hurry. Suddenly, Feng Yanl's personal bodyguard, Han Li, walked in quickly and handed the letter to King Qing.

When Qingwang saw the news on the letter, his face was solemn, and then his eyes fell on Feng Yanlone, who was burned like a boiled shrimp.

"Go and invite the second son of the night and Miss Yun to come. Qingwang closed his eyes and said, this feeling of being controlled by others has not been seen for a long time.

"Yes. The guards hurried away.

Ye Jiuchen came faster, after all, outside, it was impossible to fall asleep, and he woke up after a little movement, and there was a slow Yun Qianxian behind him.

As for Mo Qingxi's side, she was sleeping deeply, and the guards couldn't wake up when they knocked on the door, and they didn't dare to rush in, but Ziyi, who heard the movement, went in and called her up.

"In the middle of the night, what's wrong?" Mo Qingxi sat in front of the dressing mirror with sleepy eyes, yawning slightly.

The matter was urgent, Ziyi simply groomed Mo Qingxi, and tied up a green silk with a hairband.

"It's the people from His Royal Highness Qingwang, I guess it's the matter of the Seventeenth Prince. Ziyi glanced at the guard waiting outside the door, his martial arts were okay, so he didn't dare to say too much.

Mo Qingxi nodded, indicating that he knew, but if his eyes were opened a little more, it would be more convincing.

"Second son of the night, Ming people don't say dark words, what conditions do you want to save Lonely. King Qing was waiting in the courtyard, and as soon as Ye Jiuchen and Yun Qianyan arrived, they heard these words.

The night before, Jiuchen deliberately told him that Yun Qingxi knew how to heal, didn't he just want to make himself owe favors.

Hearing Qingwang's direct words, Ye Jiuchen was stunned for a moment, his original intention was not this, but this is probably a supplementary benefit, don't be in vain.

But it can also be seen that the situation of the seventeenth prince is not optimistic, but before, Mo Qingxi clearly told them that the seventeenth prince's condition has been controlled.

The two glanced at each other vaguely, and Ye Jiuchen pressed the question in his heart, although their current behavior was a bit of a robbery, but it couldn't be shown on their faces.

couldn't help coughing lightly, and said euphemistically: "The prince is serious, in fact, this son is not a person who takes advantage of others, but what can I do...... The prince understands that he does not ask the prince to help him vigorously, but only asks the prince to keep a trace of the blood of the Ye family. ”

"Second son of the night, you really dare to put forward conditions. Qingwang's narrow eyes narrowed, looking more and more fierce, his eyes were like knives, slashing at Ye Jiuchen fiercely.

But Ye Jiuchen didn't seem to feel anything, and then said: "Lord, I have defended the Jiuxuan Kingdom in Ding'an Wangfu for decades, killed countless enemies, and is also loyal to the imperial court, is this too much to ask?"