The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

Chapter 113 Shooting yourself in the foot

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yunqi?" Madam Qian looked at the dishes in the food box in his hand and said with a smile, "Is this what your master uses to please his wife?"

"The shopkeeper has a good eye." Yun Qi bowed and said, "Goodbye."

Qian Niang looked at Yunqi's leaving back and couldn't help but smile and shake her head. She had never seen her master care so much about anyone in all these years. She just mentioned it casually in front of him, but her master kept it in mind.

Shang Ruoyi's eyes lit up when she saw the three-fresh duck on the table. Before He Jingheng finished washing his hands, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in her mouth.

It was indeed the three-fresh duck from Tianxiangju. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to like this dish too."

He Jingheng just smiled and said nothing. How could Yunqi miss the opportunity to give extra points to his master?

He walked forward and said with a smile: "This is what the master specially asked his subordinates to buy from Tianxiangju."

Shang Ruoyi paused with her chopsticks in her hand, smiling as she looked at He Jingheng and whispered, "It seems that the prince has a close relationship with the owner of Tianxiangju! He can even find out about such a small matter."

Yunqi's breathing stagnated. He didn't expect that she could guess the relationship between the master and Tianxiangju from this sentence. He looked at He Jingheng. Now he knew what it meant to add fuel to the fire.

It's all his fault for being so rude.

He Jingheng smiled and said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. Tianxiangju is mine."

Shang Ruoyi nodded. Seeing him being so frank, she smiled and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to tell me. This has nothing to do with me."

He Jingheng just smiled without saying anything. Watching her eat happily, he actually felt that today's meal was very delicious and finished a bowl of rice without realizing it.

When he was on the march and fighting, he was not picky about food. As long as it filled his stomach, he would swallow it. But he only ate very little, and it was almost impossible for him to eat a whole bowl of rice like he did today.

When the mansion's cook found out that the prince actually ate a whole bowl of rice, he was so moved that he almost cried.

He thought his cooking skills had improved, but when He Jingheng was dining alone, he cooked a table full of identical dishes, all of which were returned unopened. This time he really cried.

"Eat slowly." He Jingheng picked up a new handkerchief and wiped the oil stains on her lips: "This plate of duck is all yours, no one will snatch it from you." His hand touched the metal mask that covered half of her face, and Shang Ruoyi came back to her senses and said softly: "I can do it myself."

She took the handkerchief and wiped the oil stains from her lips, with a hint of a smile on her lips: “This handkerchief is stained with oil, so I won’t return it to the prince.”

He Jingheng's actions shocked Yuntian and refreshed Yunqi's three views.

Yuntian’s eyes almost popped out.

What did he just see?

The master wipes someone’s mouth?

Or wipe a man's mouth!

Is he dazzled?

Yunqi swallowed, he knew that the prince had fallen in love with the princess, but he never thought that his prince could go to this extent.

Is this really something he can see?

Are you sure you won't gouge out their eyes?

"Where is my room?"

"I'll take you there," He Jingheng was about to stand up when he was held down by Shang Ruoyi: "Let Yunqi take me there!"

what?

Yunqi, who was named, almost knelt down in front of her.

Princess, I wonder how I have offended you to deserve this calamity?

He Jingheng's face darkened slightly, and he glanced at Yunqi. The next moment, Yunqi covered his stomach with a look of pain on his face: "Master, I have a stomachache, I will withdraw first."

After saying that, he ran faster than a rabbit.

Shang Ruoyi looked at him in confusion. She was just wearing a mask, was it so scary?

"why?"

He Jingheng's low voice sounded.

"what why?"

"Why did you let Yunqi take you there?" He stared at her intently, as if trying to find an answer on her face.

"Your legs are not conducive to walking. I want to perform surgery on you today. Before that, you can't use your legs for half a month." Shang Ruoyi looked at his legs and whispered, "If you delay any further, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover."

surgery?

He Jingheng was stunned. She had told him about the surgery before. Could his leg really recover?

Thinking of how she looked when she had just removed the rotten meat, He Jingheng's heart was suddenly filled with shock.

It was rare to see him in a daze, Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "Prince, don't forget to prepare the silver."

"Ha." What's silver?

"If you can heal my leg, I will give you whatever you want."

When Yuntian heard this, the expression on his face could be written into a storybook.

His master seemed like a different person in front of this man named Master Lingjun.

Is it possible that he really has some weird quirk?

However, Master Lingjun said he could cure the master's leg.

If this is true, let alone money, I would even give her my life!

So the person who sent Shang Ruoyi to the guest room changed from Yunqi to Yuntian.

Along the way, Yuntian was really itching to get better, and couldn't help asking, "Master Lingjun, can you really heal our master's leg?"

Shang Ruoyi glanced at him and nodded, "Of course."

Yuntian was very excited when he heard this. He respectfully sent her to the guest room and turned around to look for Yunqi.

"Really?" Yunqi exclaimed, "Master Lingjun really said that?"

"Of course! How could I joke with you about my master's leg?" Yun Tian said with a smile, "When my master's leg recovers and one day he is successful, I will definitely divorce Shang Ruoyi. How can he be worthy of being with my master?"

Yunqi quickly covered his mouth with his hand: "Shut up! I warn you, if you say anything bad about the Crown Prince's Consort again, I will peel off your skin!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Yunqi understood that he was asking himself why.

"You don't know the reason with your brain. Just remember my words, especially in front of the master and Master Lingjun. If you want to stay alive, keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, no one can protect you."

That night, Prince Ding He Yuwen indeed had a fever.

"Your Highness, the prince has a high fever and I can't do anything about it!" The court doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead and whispered, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Master Lingjun."

He Jingheng glanced at him and thought, what a loser, he couldn't even cure a fever.

When Yuntian brought Shang Ruoyi in, there were already people kneeling in the room.

"This is..." She looked at He Jingheng.

"Master Lingjun, we are the doctors in the palace." The leader was like seeing a life-saving straw: "The prince's high fever won't go away, we have no way to help, please help me."

"Mansion doctors? So many?" Shang Ruoyi moved her gaze from them to He Jingheng's face: "Didn't the prince say that there are no doctors in the mansion?"

What do you mean by shooting yourself in the foot?

That’s it!