"Then let's gamble."

"Let's bet!"

Outside the teahouse.

Jun Luoyuan came over and asked the front desk waiter for some general information, then tiptoed up to the second floor and approached a private room.

As soon as I put my ear close to it, I heard the conversation inside:

Qin Ye's voice:

"Fever is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will get sick. When I treat you, I will open up your acupuncture points, make four cuts on your hands and feet, and give you half of my blood. You cannot interfere with me during this time."

The low voice was very solemn:

"Otherwise, my internal energy will backfire and I won't be able to stop the bleeding. Then, I will die, and you will die too."

Jun Luoyuan was surprised.

Qin Ye can actually cure fever?

What's more!

The point is!

We can't interrupt it midway, otherwise Qin Ye and the third brother will die!

Qin Ye is dead, and the position of Princess Chen is vacant. Wouldn't it be easy to marry Prince Chen?

Immediately, an extremely fiery light overflowed from his eyes.

Excited.

expect.

urgent.

She will soon be the Princess of Chen!

The conversation in the room lasted about a quarter of an hour. Before it ended, Jun Luoyuan hurriedly ran to the corner and hid. The door of the box opened, and Qin Ye, Zong Zhengchen, and Jun Qingyu came out one after another.

Qin Ye raised his eyes and looked towards the corner.

The corners of his lips curled up in a subtle arc.

It was just a moment, and he walked downstairs.

The three of them walked out of the teahouse together.

"Third Prince, come to the place we agreed on tomorrow at noon, and I will treat you." Qin Ye stopped and said, "Just now, Jun Luoyuan eavesdropped outside the door, you should know, right?"

Jun Qingyu was a martial artist, so he was naturally sensitive to the slight noise outside the door.

But, so what?

Could it be possible to prove that Yuan'er poisoned his mother?

"Tomorrow, she will come to interrupt us, and our internal energy will backfire and we will both die."

Jun Qingyu frowned:

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Over the years, Yuan'er has often stayed up all night to take care of me because of my fever, running around for me, and even using her blood as medicine for me. She would never do something like that."

His tone was extremely firm.

Qin Ye curled his lips and smiled deeply.

Jun Luoyuan doesn't even value his own mother's life, so how could he value his brother?

"Third Prince, just wait and see."

After saying this, he left with Zong Zhengchen.

Jun Qingyu stood where he was, looking at the two people's backs as they left. His brows furrowed slightly, but his face soon turned cold.

Anyone who slanders Yuan'er should die!

Tomorrow, he wants to see what Qin Ye is up to!

snort!

Return to the post station.

"Third brother, you're back!"

Jun Luoyuan trotted out of the kitchen and threw herself into his arms as lightly as a bird.

Jun Qingyu stretched out his hands and caught her steadily, "How many times have I told you not to run too fast, be careful not to fall."

Jun Luoyuan stuck out his tongue and laughed sweetly:

"Oh, I've said it many times before. No matter where I go, Third Brother will definitely protect me. I'm not afraid!"

So, can such a good Third Brother be sacrificed for her position as Princess Chen?

Hmm.

Of course you can.

After all, the third brother is so nice.

It's right to die for her.

"You are so naughty!" Jun Qingyu tapped her nose lightly, "Why did your smiling face become like a cat? It's black and dirty. Did you sneak into the kitchen to eat?"

"No way..." She pouted in grievance, "My mother was in a coma, so I wanted to show my appreciation for her and went to the kitchen to make pigeon soup."

Because I had no experience in cooking, I fiddled here and there, and not only did I get my face dirty, I also burned my hands.

Jun Qingyu nervously checked her injuries.

Holding her red paw, he frowned:

"Don't go into the kitchen again!"

As a princess, her hands are used for playing the piano and painting, not for doing dirty work in the kitchen.

"Third brother, you are so kind to Yuan'er."

Sadly, he is about to die...

But it doesn’t matter. Even if he died, there are still the eldest and second royal brothers, and they love her very much.

Thinking of this, Jun Luoyuan was delighted and laughed. He didn't care about the minor injury and held the man's hand.

"Come."

"Third brother, please come with me and try Yuan'er's cooking skills."

On the table, the soup was a little black... unknown spices were floating on top, the color was strange, and as for the taste...

Jun Qingyu picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Expression... hard to describe.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, swallowed hard, and finally swallowed it with difficulty.

"how?"

Jun Luoyuan clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling, and asked expectantly.

"..." Jun Qingyu's expression was as if he had eaten shit, but in order to make Yuan'er happy, he forced himself to say:

"Yuan'er is so thoughtful... Third brother is very happy that our Yuan'er has grown up and can cook."

He rubbed the girl's head, his narrow eyes full of doting:

"From now on, you have to make it for my Third Brother every day. You are not allowed to make it for other men, or he will be jealous."

Jun Luoyuan pinched his fingers, lowered his head and smiled sweetly.

Since it’s so delicious, just one meal is enough for you. From now on, she only wants to cook for King Chen.

Third brother, you have no future.

Consider this bowl of soup my gift for you before your departure!