"Welcome the princess into the house and immediately order people to clean the yard without any mistakes." Chu Ye gave an order to Feng Qing and stepped into the house first.
After Chu Ye entered the house, the Nanzhao carriage made some movement, and a woman walked out of it, as if she came from a painting.
The woman is wearing a moon-white satin skirt with snow-feather shoulder silk, giving her a sense of being in a fairyland. Three thousand black hairs are lightly bundled behind her head, and her slim waist is not enough to hold, attracting attention. A pair of glazed eyes sparkle.
Shining like obsidian, her fingers are like peeling onions and her mouth contains elixirs. Her every frown and smile touches the heart and soul. She is clearly as beautiful as anyone else.
However, the reputation of King Chen's illness spread far and wide, and there were few pedestrians even in front of the palace. It was extremely deserted, so naturally no one saw this fairy-like woman.
"Princess Yan, please. The prince has prepared a banquet at the old place and is waiting for you." Feng Qing stood a foot away from the carriage. She waited for Princess Yan to get off the carriage before taking half a step forward, keeping her distance.
He is the person closest to the prince and should keep a certain distance from other people.
"Guard Feng is still so cautious." Nangong Yan, Princess Yan of Nanzhao Kingdom, smiled, moved lightly, and entered Prince Chen's Mansion.
Every time she came, Feng Qing was like this, and she was used to it.
Prince Chen's Mansion, a remote courtyard, is only opened when Nangong Yan comes, but someone comes to clean it every day.
Just now, some servants were cleaning the entire yard with something like disinfectant, and then many servants swarmed in and quickly arranged it.
In just half the time it took to burn the incense, the courtyard was already decorated.
When Chu Ye came in, he looked around carefully and sat in front of one of the tables.
There were only two tables in the huge courtyard. However, the distance between the two tables was not as far as in Prince Han's Mansion, and there was only one table in between.
After a while, Nangong Yan arrived. After taking a look, he sat down at another table. His simple movements were somewhat graceful.
Nangong Yan did not wear a mask, and the smile on her face made people feel relaxed and happy, "The prince is still so careful. It seems that it is not the prince who is suffering from tuberculosis, but me."
Chu Ye sighed, shrouded in a layer of gray, "There are already many guards around me who have contracted tuberculosis. I don't want to infect more people."
"Of course your prince means well, but it's a pity...I heard that your prince fainted in Zuixian Tower a few days ago. Is this related to this?" Nangong Yan changed the topic appropriately to avoid embarrassment.
"Princess Yan's information is as well informed as ever. This is indeed the case. I have ordered people to block the news, but I didn't expect that Princess Yan would find out about it." Every time Chu Ye fell ill, even in the palace, Nangong Yan would also
You will get the news, without exception.
Blocked the news? Nangong Yan raised her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows a little unexpectedly, "It seems that the prince has escaped from the hands of the King of Hell again."
"It's my good luck." Chu Ye smiled, and a figure seemed to appear quickly in his deep eyes.
"Did the imperial doctor arrive in time?" Nangong Yan seemed curious.
Chu Ye smiled and took a deep look at Nangong Yan, "Princess Yan, there is no need to lie to me. The one who rescued me was indeed Princess Han. I have just returned from Prince Han's Mansion."
Nangong Yan was embarrassed for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have no intention of testing, please don't be offended, Your Majesty. I'm just curious that this is inconsistent with the rumors. No one would have thought that Princess Han actually knows medicine and is exquisite in art."
Chu Ye didn't mean to blame him, and said thoughtfully, "I didn't expect it either."
"How is the prince's condition recently?" Nangong Yan asked with concern as his obsidian eyes narrowed, as if he had remembered a name.
"It should be that my death is approaching. After being rescued this time, I actually feel more comfortable than before." Chu Ye did not hide anything from Nangong Yan and truthfully told his feelings.
Nangong Yan is not only the most beautiful woman in the world with the most beautiful appearance among the four countries, but also an amazingly talented woman. In terms of medical skills alone, even many imperial doctors can't match her.
His tuberculosis had always been due to Nangong Yan's help, and those imperial doctors were able to help him overcome difficulties time and time again.
"Are you more comfortable?" Nangong Yan immediately frowned and thought deeply, "Your Majesty, can you be more detailed?"
In a few simple sentences, Chu Ye told everything he felt at that time.
Nangong Yan listened very seriously, and her eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.
After briefly diagnosing Chu Ye's pulse, a flash of light flashed in her obsidian eyes, "Your Majesty is not recovering from his illness, but his tuberculosis has indeed been suppressed."
And she was sure that all of this was done by Xie Yao.
Her method has been working on Chu Ye for several years without any improvement.
Was it a mistake, or was it a stroke of genius that Xie Yao could find a cure for tuberculosis?
"Is this king's condition under control?" Chu Ye raised his head and his black eyes flashed.
Nangong Yan didn't dare to make a conclusion, and finally confirmed it after giving Chu Ye a detailed pulse examination.
However, she did not say that Xie Yao did all this.
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Prince Han's Mansion.
Xie Yao waited for two days but did not see Chu Han coming to her. Instead, the thank-you gifts sent by Chu Ye had just been delivered to Fuyunxuan by Wu Feng.
Could it be that Chu Han didn't get poisonous in the past two days?
She thought for a moment, then focused on those things, playing with them one by one with interest.
He had forcefully taken it for himself before, but now he took it upon himself to send it... I couldn't understand what Chu Han was thinking.
"Princess, these things can be used with confidence, they will not be infected with tuberculosis." Wu Feng added.
Xie Yao raised her eyebrows.
She had long been certain of this, but Wu Feng was from this era and kept secrets about tuberculosis, so how could he be so sure?
Wu Feng thought that the princess was suspicious, so he explained: "The prince ordered people to use the things brought by Prince Chen to clean up all these things, and then left them idle in the warehouse for two days."
Xie Yao suddenly understood Chu Han's intention, but felt strange.
So, Chu Han did not want to possess these things, but to disinfect them for her?
Chu Han has always been disgusted and despised her, but he would actually help her this time?
This is unreasonable.
"How is your prince's health these days?" She didn't like to receive favors from others for nothing, so she might give Chu Han acupuncture again.
"Your Majesty..." Wu Feng stopped talking.
"What's wrong with the prince?" Xie Yao asked again.
"The king is very good, there is no need for the princess to worry about him." Chu Han suddenly appeared, his handsome face was cold and a little pale.
Xie Yao looked up and down and secretly smacked his tongue.
Chu Han can really endure it.
Judging from the look on his face, she could confirm that Chu Han had been poisoned but had just endured it. At this time, the poison was still raging in Chu Han's body, so his face was still a little pale.
Now that you have endured it, continue to endure it.
Turning around, her attention was once again focused on the thank-you gifts.
"Wufeng, take away all the thank-you gifts from King Chen!" Chu Han's face became even colder when he saw this, and he ordered directly.
Wu Feng was hesitant. He had just brought it and was about to take it away?