I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

After such an incident, Han Miner was in no mood to have sex with her little brother again.

If he failed to attend the bed, he would still be a servant without status, so Luo Qianhuai was sent back to Fang Yan's yard.

During the day, the news that Princess Yong'an had brought back a handsome young master with a wealth of energy and beauty spread in the backyard early in the morning. In the evening, she dressed up like a peacock in full bloom, and the beautiful man who wanted to come out to try his luck was not there. There were only a few, and Luo Qianhuai met several of them on the way back, and every time they slunk past with their heads lowered.

Anyway, she was accompanied by the nuns beside the princess, and those people did not dare to look closer.

Among all the gentlemen, Fang Yan's appearance was the most outstanding, so he was favored and lived in a small independent courtyard.

When the courtyard door closed, Luo Qianhuai breathed a sigh of relief.San Luo, the waiter who serves Fang Yan here, is about the same height as Luo Qianhuai. He has red lips, white teeth, and dark eyebrows. He is almost the same as the makeup Fang Yan put on Luo Qianhuai, so he can be used as a shield.

Everyone thought that Fang Shaojun introduced his own servant in order to maintain his favor. How could they think of anyone else?
Sang Xiaoshi had been lazy and rested early due to Fang Shaojun's absence. When he heard the noise and wanted to get up to take a look, he found that he was dizzy and couldn't get up at all.

Seeing that his face was red, Luo Qianhuai quickly went over to check, only to find that his forehead was extremely hot, probably exceeding 39 degrees Celsius.

"Why did you suddenly become ill?" Fang Yan frowned tightly: "The Lord's Mansion does not keep patients, they must be moved out of the house, but now you are here with his identity, what are you going to do? "

Waiter Sang was dizzy with fever, but he heard his words clearly.Although he was just a waiter, he had also stayed in this intrigue place for a long time. He was extremely smart and transparent. He didn't ask much about Luo Qianhuai's origins, but just insisted:
"Young Master, I am strong. I may have caught a cold. I will be fine after a nap. Don't send me out."

He had not seen it with his own eyes, but he guessed from the secrecy of many people about the fate of those who went out to recuperate.At the very least, none of the patients who were dragged away have ever come back.

There is never a shortage of people in the Wengzhu's house. When the old ones leave, new ones will be replaced.An iron-clad master's slaves, even the handsome men in the backyard, are replaced frequently.

Fang Yan covered his mouth and nose and was full of hesitation, but Luo Qianhuai spoke: "Don't think too much about it if you are sick. You will be fine as long as I am here."

She carefully checked San Luo's pulse and found out that his pulse was slow and slow, his tongue coating was thin and white, he had high fever and headache, aversion to cold and no sweating, combined with nausea and anorexia, and constant discharge, so she confirmed the illness.

It's just a cold.It seems very common, but if treated improperly, it can be life-threatening.

Luo Qianhuai was grateful for his foresight.Because the weather has been cold recently, she specially prepared some Tongxuanlifei Pills to treat wind and cold these days.

It's a coincidence that she brought a few kinds of patent medicines with her when she went out this time, and most of them came in handy.

He counted eight Tongxuanlifei Pills and gave them to San Luo. He also found a thick fur quilt to cover him in case he sweated.After doing these things, Luo Qianhuai went to look for Fang Yan.

The latter was very good at flattery in Xiao Yi. He took the food that San Luo had left specially and warmed it up a little on the tea fire, then called Luo Qianhuai to come and eat.

Luo Qianhuai brought detoxifying pills with him and made sure that there was no peculiar smell in the food, so he could eat with peace of mind.

"I have done everything I promised to the heroine. I wonder when are you going to leave?" Fang Yan asked.

"Let's see." Luo Qianhuai himself couldn't say for sure: "Maybe tonight, maybe we need to stay for a few more days."

This answer seems to be what Fang Yan expected: "My safety is tied to you now. So if you don't leave, it's best to hide in the house and don't go out, otherwise something will happen."

"I will never involve you." Luo Qianhuai responded.She actually wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Fang Yan's gourd.

The courtyard is not big, and there is a study room besides the bedroom, which is usually used to entertain guests and play the piano.Tonight, Fang Yan slept in the study room and gave the bedroom to Luo Qianhuai.Luo Qianhuai carefully locked the doors and windows, pushed the dressing table in front of the door to prepare for unexpected changes, and then got dressed and went to sleep.

Before they arrived, Zhu Niang and He Qing first received a letter from Wei Ying.He first severely criticized the two of them for seeking Luo Qianhuai to rescue people without authorization, told them that he had other plans, and assigned them another task.

At the same time, Chengming Hall of Weiyang Palace in Xijing.Emperor Yu Heng, who was wearing a black dragon robe, put down his pen and rubbed his eyes.

The old eunuch standing beside the imperial case immediately handed over a cup of hot tea: "Your Majesty, it's almost midnight, it's time for you to rest."

"I'm in good spirits." The emperor took the tea and took a sip, with a smile on his face: "Then Xue Wen's prescription works well, but it's a bit troublesome."

"Your Majesty." The old man heard the words and said with a smile: "Since it is easy to use, Your Majesty, please don't be afraid of trouble - you are the sky of our Dayu. It's sunny today, not to mention the common people below, you are the old man." Even people with no roots like this slave can benefit from the blessings."

"Only an old guy like you can talk." The emperor smiled calmly and did not take up the topic again: "If there are any interesting things happening in and outside the court these days, tell me."

The old man's hands folded in his sleeves pinched his palms calmly: "There is indeed one thing. Although it is not an interesting thing, I thought that I should let you know about it."

The emperor knew very well that this old eunuch would never make a mistake, so he slowly suppressed his smile and said, "Say it, don't show off."

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the child you ordered to be raised in Yeting 15 years ago?"

The emperor slowly turned his head, and his voice seemed to come from a very far away place: "You mean, Yu Chu, the grandson of Prince Ruo?"

The old man lowered his head: "Yes."

The emperor looked a little dazed, as if he was reminiscing, and seemed to be saying to himself: "It has been so many years. He must have been crowned, right?"

"In total, Yu Chu is already 21 years old and has passed the age for crowning." Seeing that the emperor did not ask any more questions, the old eunuch continued: "His Majesty did not restrict his freedom back then, so he left when he turned fifteen. I left Yeting to make a living on my own, hanging out with those Wuling rangers and not doing anything legitimate to make a living."

"So, what exactly do you want to say today?" The emperor's voice added an invisible threat.

The old eunuch took advantage of the situation and knelt down: "I heard that Princess Yong'an went on a trip yesterday and met Yu Chu in the suburbs of Beijing. At that time, I admired him very much and took him back."

"Nonsense!" The emperor's face turned livid, and he suddenly threw out the rain-green teacup in his hand.

No one dares to bear the wrath of the emperor.All the maids and eunuchs in the palace knelt down silently.

"Your Majesty, calm down." The old eunuch took two steps on his knees and said, "You must not get angry. It's all because of this old slave's mouth that he talks nonsense about right and wrong!"

As he spoke, he slapped his cheek hard, but only two or three times before he was stopped by the emperor.

"What's wrong with you?" His anger came and went quickly: "I was just confused. Min'er's surname is Han, which is not the same surname as Yu Chu. Even if there is something, he can't suffer."

(End of this chapter)