The emperor stayed at the imperial concubine's place last night. He had been worried these days, fearing that something might happen to the imperial concubine. Fortunately, after drinking Jiang's medicine, the imperial concubine and the fetus are relatively stable.

But the emperor was still afraid. If the crisis was not eliminated, he would never be at peace.

He needs Jiang Ying to quickly implement what she calls the "kinship blocking method."

Xiao Xuanzi said excitedly, "I obey your command!"

That was Dr. Jiang, whom he admired the most.

There is no fan who is not excited to see his idol.

But in the emperor's impression, Xiao Xuanzi has always been relatively mild. Suddenly, he was so passionate that he was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the matter of Eunuch Huang, and subconsciously slapped his forehead, "Look at me, how could I forget Huang Mingquan, how is he?"

He asked this question without worrying too much. If it was not good, someone would have reported it to him long ago.

Moreover, Huang Mingquan, like Hao, was also diagnosed and treated by Jiang, and the medicine was effective and cured, turning the critical situation into safety!

"Your Majesty, my foster father is already very ill. Just like Miss Jiang said, he will get better slowly after enduring those twelve hours. When he woke up this morning, my foster father was in good spirits and wanted to take up his duty. It was only after I persuaded him to rest for another day that he did so."

Huang Mingquan is a smart old man, and Xiao Xuanzi is naturally a smart little man. Even at this time, he still remembers to help his adoptive father to gain some favorability.

The emperor was pleased to hear this. "I know that Eunuch Huang is loyal and can't let me go, but recuperation is more important. Go back and persuade him to rest for half a month. If he doesn't obey, I will issue an order and see if he dares to disobey it!"

"Yes! I thank the emperor for his sympathy on behalf of my adoptive father!" Xiao Xuanzi was as excited as a chicken. After kowtowing, he quickly left the palace to do his work.

Palace.

On the way back to the Duke's Mansion.

Jiang Ying discovered that all the people along the road were surnamed Wang, and there were even many men, ladies, young men and young ladies who were dressed well and obviously came from prominent families, all surrounding her carriage.

Many people shouted, "Divine Doctor Jiang, this is Divine Doctor Jiang, his medical skills are comparable to Divine Doctor Mu Bai 놅 Divine Doctor Jiang!"

"Wow, is it really that amazing?"

"Why don't you believe it? When Su Guojiu's wife was ill, he went to see doctors everywhere and consulted all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital. Everyone knows this. But when Doctor Jiang showed up, she got better immediately. Otherwise, why do you think the Su family sent such an expensive gift?"

"That's what she said, but she's a girl, and only sixteen years old..."

"So what? Can't you be a miracle doctor at such a young age? Anyway, believe it or not, if you don't believe it, hurry up and don't block me from watching the miraculous doctor Jiang!"

Yan Zhuo had to attend to an urgent matter last night, so he didn't make it in time to go with Jiang Ying to see Madam Su for a follow-up visit.

Just now he drove a carriage to Su Mansion to pick up Jiang Ying, but the latter's carriage had just set off, so Yan Zhuo had an idea and came up with this idea. He asked Qi Ren to arrange a few people to fan the flames among the crowd and vigorously promote Jiang Ying's medical skills.

It seems that the promotion was successful.

Qi Ren held the sword in his arms, as if presenting a treasure, and said, "My Lord, am I doing my job well?"

"It's okay." Yan Zhuo followed Jiang Ying's carriage silently in the crowd, and called out "Doctor Jiang" and "Doctor Jiang" a few times.

In the car, Jiang Ying frowned slightly, feeling that a certain boss's voice was familiar. What was going on?

When she opened the car curtain, the voice disappeared.

Jiang Ying waited for a while in depression, but when he didn't see the arrival, he was about to lower the car curtain when he suddenly noticed a strange man staring at him from a private room on the second floor of Fanlou.

She suddenly looked up and saw a young man wearing a mask and with extremely evil eyes.

Judging from the condition around his eyes, he is no more than twenty years old, but the part of his eyes that should be black is actually tinged with a warm golden color like the sun.

The mask on his face was also golden, a golden eagle mask that was crafted to look extremely lifelike.

Mysterious, unpredictable, and strange.

Jiang Ying was feeling uncomfortable at first, but at this moment, a woman's coquettish voice seemed to be heard in the private room. The masked young man looked sideways, then left the window and walked towards the woman.

As he left, his gaze disappeared, and the strange sense of oppression projected on Jiang Ying also disappeared in an instant!

But Jiang Ying did not take it lightly. Instead, he quickly lowered the curtain and urged the driver in a low voice, "Hurry up and leave here immediately!"

Yan Zhuo didn't want Jiang Ying to find him, so he hid behind the crowd.

However, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Ying's carriage suddenly sped up for some reason, as if he was running away from something.

Yan Zhuonei made a shuddering sound, and for a moment he didn't care whether he noticed anything or not. He used his lightness skill to ignore the people around him, and soon, he slipped into Jiang Ying's carriage at a bend without anyone noticing.

Only after making sure that the woman and child were fine did Yan Zhuo feel relieved.

Jiang Ying leaned against the car wall, dumbfounded, "Where... where did you come from?"

Yinrui held the child in her arms while Siyu sat on the side of the carriage, taking care of the gift boxes that couldn't be put away.

Yan Zhuo stretched out his hand, picked up the child and put him in his arms, his voice was smooth, "You, come over here too."

Silver core, "..."

She was speechless, but she was just a maid and dared not disobey the prince.

Yinrui had just walked out when Xiaoyan looked at him and tilted her head to one side, "Scumbag dad, he's always elusive. I didn't know and thought he was a ghost!"

Originally, Yan Zhuo had a cold and poker face. Except for the fact that he was not black, other parts of his face really looked like a ghost.

Jiang Ying looked at it and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yan Zhuo was dumbfounded and glared angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you." Jiang Ying admitted straightforwardly, looking into his arms, "Prince, your posture of holding the child is wrong. Didn't you see that the child has been resisting?"

[I am resisting the posture? I am resisting being a human being. 】

[But to be honest, my scumbag dad must have learned this, and it’s more comfortable than my mom’s hug. ]

Jiang Ying: "..."

After a while, Yan Zhuo adjusted his posture, and the child stopped struggling. He let out a comfortable cry, and Jiang Ying felt his face being slapped.

"Your Majesty, where's the horse?" Jiang Ying thought for a moment and found the reason why Yan Zhuo suddenly broke into her carriage.

Thinking of Lao Hei's special skills, he changed his words, "Or maybe it's not that it's lost, but that you and Lao Hei are having a quarrel and it won't take you?"

Yan Zhuo closed his eyes and did not sleep all night last night.

I was so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes, but I still had to listen to such absurd speculations. I sighed and said, "The Duke likes Lao Hei, so I promised to let Lao Hei take him for a while. I asked them to mark Lao Hei along the way. He will come back by himself within three days."

So it’s not the black people who are on strike?

Jiang Ying was surprised that Yan Zhuo didn't give her a chance to act freely, so she asked directly, "Just now, I was in the crowd and noticed that this car suddenly sped up. Why?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ying's pupils shrank, and the alertness at that moment did not escape Yan Zhuo's eyes.

Almost instantly, Yan Zhuo held the child and cornered Jiang Ying, "What's going on? Don't keep it a secret. Tell the king!"

His intuition told him that this matter was very important!

Jiang Ying thought about it and didn't try to be brave. He briefly described the strange man he had just discovered to Yan Zhuo, and finally shook his head, "It's quite weird. Anyway, now when I think of his weird eyes and the way he looked at me, I feel like shivering."

Too creepy!

Yan Zhuo narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Take people to Fanlou and check it thoroughly. Remember, don't let any room go. Find a young man wearing a golden eagle mask!"

Dressed like this, Yan Zhuo has no impression of her.

But since it made his family Yingying uncomfortable, he would find it even if he had to dig three feet into the ground!

However, in Fanlou, Yan Xing said a few words to Jiang Yilin, then stood up and ordered the guards to settle the bill.

Jiang Yilin lamented, "Why are you leaving? The food on the table is untouched."

After she moved out of the Duke's Mansion, she didn't have as much money as before.

I originally thought that Luo Shi and Jiang Shang had a strong bond, and most of Jiang Shang's money should be given to Luo Shi for safekeeping.

The result was no.

Jiang Shang gave 70% of the money to the Duke's Mansion and 30% to the Luo family. Although it was not a small amount, it was far less than Jiang Yilin expected.

It was all her fault for enjoying herself all these years without ever delving into the source of the problem.

This time when she left the Duke's Mansion with Luo, she realized that Luo's dowry was not enough for her to live a good life for a few years.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have refused to let go even when faced with a serious situation.

Yan raised his hand and touched Jiang Yilin's head. A gentle and spring-like smile appeared in his eyes. With his black and gold pupils, he was very tempting. "Be obedient. It's not convenient here. Let's go back to Yan's house."

These words made Jiang Yilin's eyes light up instantly, "Sir, do you want to take me... take me home?" Her little heart was beating uncontrollably.