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Chapter 880 The Ninth Prince Is Actually Happy?

"I want to eat grilled fish, it's better to put more vegetables or something."

"Grilled fish?" The housekeeper looked at "Jun Xuanye" strangely, and was dumbfounded.

This is really strange, the master has never eaten such a strong taste, and the meals he always chooses are extremely light. Could it be that he is happy today, so he... wants to change his taste?
"Yes, the old slave will go and order the kitchen to do it." The butler's expression also slowed down a little, and he turned around quickly to give orders.

Miao Xiaojiu rested her chin on her hands, watching the butler was about to leave, and suddenly called him again.

"Wait, let the imperial doctor come over, I... I feel a little unwell."

The butler originally wanted to ask something, but after thinking about it, although His Highness is good at medicine, healers can't heal themselves. If you feel unwell, you really need a doctor.

"Yes, Your Highness must take care of your health." After he finished speaking, he turned around and went to give instructions.

Miao Xiaojiu continued to rub her abdomen.

Although the pulse of cats is different from that of earth apes, it should be easy to check the pulse for stomach problems and the like, after all, the manifestations of stomach problems are the same.

It doesn't make sense, what she eats the most is dried fish, how could she suddenly have a stomach problem?
They were all pissed off by Zhong Chuge's damn woman.

But after a while, the butler came, holding a plate of grilled fish just out of the oven, and placed it on the table.

And behind him was a doctor in official uniform.

The doctor is about fifty years old, not too old. He walked up to Miao Xiaojiu and was about to kneel down to salute, but was interrupted by Miao Xiaojiu.

"Excuse me, come here and give me a pulse."

She found that the gap between being a prince and being a princess is really big, and being Jun Xuanye is much more prestigious.

The imperial physician responded, and hurried forward to diagnose Miao Xiaojiu's pulse.

From the bottom of everyone's eyes, one can see that today's "Nine Princes" are a bit weird, their temperament is much more willful than in the past, even less indifferent and noble, but with a little more fireworks.

however……

After the imperial doctor felt Miao Xiaojiu's pulse in front of him, his face shook, he stood up straight, and stepped back slightly.

"Did I have a stomach problem?" Miao Xiaojiu asked casually.

She saw the imperial doctor's expression stunned, oh no, what's the matter with the imperial doctor's appearance more like a ghost?

The imperial physician hurriedly took two steps back, saluted Miao Xiaojiu and said, "Your Highness...you...you are not sick."

"No way? Then you here...then what am I?"

She wanted to ask the imperial doctor what they called this "disease".

"This is...you are happy!" The imperial doctor's face at this moment was as if he had seen a ghost.

Is the Ninth Prince happy?What is this concept?
The Ninth Prince is a tall man, an upright man, and he even married a beautiful and beautiful girl not long ago, how did he become the Ninth Prince Youxi?

It's like ruining the three views!

Miao Xiaojiu was still a little inexplicable, and murmured in a low voice: "What do you mean you are happy?"

The housekeeper's eyes widened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Impossible!" The steward said immediately, "How could His Highness be happy? Your Highness is a man!"

He watched His Highness grow up, how could there be something wrong with his body?

The imperial physician looked terrified, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, "If you don't believe me...I, I'll call other imperial physicians to take His Highness's pulse."

"All right, all right, hurry up." Miao Xiaojiu waved her hand.

However, what does it mean to be happy?

(End of this chapter)