However, after hearing the sound of the door opening, Ji Fan had already devoted himself to acting. The sighs that came from time to time did not sound like he had no strength, but more like the reaction of someone who is about to die. And

For such a person, the smell that hits his face when he enters the house is not the smell of powder, but the smell of medicine!

Qingyu, who walked in immediately, naturally couldn't ignore the very obvious smell. He couldn't help but secretly thought that he had messed up this time. He was too careless. But with Ji Fan's dying voice, Qingyu even more hoped

, it would be great if I could have a tacit understanding with the young lady, but this scene is too much!

"Princess, the prince is here!" Although the play has been deceived from the beginning, deceiving the prince is a crime of beheading, so even if he suffers all kinds of torture, Qingyu still has to cooperate with Ji Fan to continue the play.

OK.

"Ahem, Qing...Qingyu...you...you said...who is here?" Ji Fan's feeble voice reached Mu Qichen's ears intermittently, but Mu Qichen did not see any other words.

reaction.

"Miss, the prince is here, and he has brought you Shiquan Dabu Decoction!" Qing Yu leaned next to Ji Fan and said softly.

"Ahem, Qing...Qingyu, I...I don't have...the strength now, so...just let...the prince put down the soup...let's go...let's go!" Ji Fan's

The voice came from under the quilt. Such a long sentence, but said for such a long time, shows how sick she really is!

Mu Qichen looked at Ji Fan talking intermittently, but his face was very calm, and finally sat directly at the table. Qingyu listened to Ji Fan's words, but how dare he say this to Mu Qichen? Hesitantly looked at

Mu Qichen, who was sitting in the room, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, the young lady is really seriously ill, or..."

"How dare you, little girl, to speak to the prince like this?" Before Mu Qichen could speak, Uncle Wang couldn't wait to scold Qing Yu.

With a plop, Qingyu knelt on the ground and kept saying: "Your Majesty, this slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die!"

"Isn't your young lady feeling weak all over? Why are you still stuttering now?" Mu Qichen's faint voice sounded above Qing Yu's head.

However, Ji Fan, who was covered under the quilt at this time, was also sweating all over. It was summer now! It didn't matter if he wore such a thick quilt, but he even covered himself with such a thick quilt. He hoped that Mu Qichen would leave soon.

"Well, Miss has always been frail and sick, and she will speak incoherently when she is sick!" Although Qing Yu looked timid, he still spoke eloquently, and Ji Fan in the quilt had silently given Qing Yu hundreds of likes.

Got it!

"Weak and sick? Incoherent? It seems that this disease needs to be treated by a doctor. I'm afraid there is no way to cure it just by relying on Shiquan Dabu Decoction!" Mu Qichen didn't know who he said this to, but everyone in the room could hear it.

The sound arrived.

"Your Majesty, there is no need for a doctor. This is a problem that the young lady brought from her mother's womb. Even though many doctors have been invited, there is no effect!" Although Qingyu was nervous in his heart, on the surface, his analysis was clear and logical. He didn't look like a doctor at all.

A simple maid.

Ji Fan had doubted Qing Yu's identity more than once, but Qing Yu seemed to be exactly what she told her, a maid and shadow guard who was arranged to protect her and bring some information back. Now Ji Fan
Chapter completed!