Zhu Zan looked impatient.

"Let's go, there's no point in wasting time here," he said.

But the young people did not move and looked at Miss Jun with interest.

"You're really good at it." A bronze-faced young man said, and after thinking for a while, "I've been having shoulder pain lately. Can you tell me what's going on?"

Before Miss Jun could say anything, Zhu Zan made a "Pooh" sound.

"What's the matter? You were thrown down by an over-the-shoulder throw and you're pretending to be sick." He said unhappily.

The young people all laughed.

Miss Jun also smiled.

"Is it the pain in your right shoulder?" she said. "It's like the acupuncture. It doesn't hurt during the day, but it hurts at night."

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man exclaimed and widened his eyes.

"Yes!" he said. "How did you know?"

"Because I'm a doctor." Miss Jun said with a smile, lowering her head to open the medicine box, "I'll give you two injections and give you a prescription."

It turns out that I need to see a doctor.

So, this chance encounter here today was an arrangement made in advance between Prince Chengguo and Miss Jun?

That's impossible.

Although he followed the young master's orders not to interfere in Miss Jun's affairs, he was always being watched and did not see Miss Jun having any contact with the Prince of Chengguo, let alone any appointment.

It must have been an accidental encounter. Miss Jun had been wandering around just to meet the Prince of Chengguo, and now she finally met him.

Since the two of them knew each other, and they saw Miss Jun said she was the bell doctor, and her companions also said they were feeling unwell, regardless of whether it was true or not, it was okay to let Miss Jun see the doctor just for show.

Because of his relationship with Duke Cheng, the Crown Prince of Chengguo had a wide range of friends in the capital, and was highly respected in the military.

With the promotion of the Prince of Chengguo, Miss Jun's Jiulingtang will become famous immediately.

Who made the Prince of Chengguo a celebrity himself?

Shopkeeper Liu heaved a sigh of relief, as Miss Jun had indeed made her own arrangements.

After hearing what Miss Jun said, the young man who said he had shoulder pain was eager to try.

"Okay." He said, and was about to walk out when Zhu Zan held him back with his long arm.

"What's good about that?" Zhu Zan said unhappily. He glared at Miss Jun and said, "You're playing tricks."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Leave."

All the young people present were stunned.

Is this a real walk or a fake walk?

The shopkeeper Liu was also stunned. He wanted to refuse but also to welcome?

"Are you guys leaving or not? No. Don't come play with me anymore."

Zhu Zan's voice came from the front.

The young people looked at Miss Jun with complicated expressions.

"Little girl, it seems that you have really offended Zhu Er." The fair-skinned young man squinted at Miss Chongjun and said, "I'm sorry, we dare not offend him."

After saying this, he smiled and strode after him.

The other young people also glanced at Miss Jun and quickly followed.

Although these people were not looking at him, Shopkeeper Liu was so embarrassed that his whole body froze.

How could this happen?

Was it a voluntary decision?

That's no wonder. The Prince of Chengguo has never given face to anyone. No matter who they are, royal relatives, men, women, young or old, he always does whatever he wants.

So embarrassing.

It's better to avoid such an embarrassing scene as soon as possible, lest the little girl feel worse.

Shopkeeper Liu lowered his head and was about to turn around, but he heard Miss Jun's voice.

"Zhu Zan, I opened a clinic. It's right on the street, and it still has the same old name."

Her voice was gentle and cheerful. She didn't seem to be crying, and there was no embarrassment at all.

Shopkeeper Liu raised his head, and the young people who were walking away also turned their heads.

The girl stood there with a smile on her face, as if she was saying goodbye after a pleasant conversation.

"This girl is interesting." The fair-skinned young man pulled Zhu Zan aside again and said, "How did you get to know her? Who is she? Why are you ignoring her?"

Zhu Zan still strode forward without looking back.

"There are so many people who know me, why should I care?" he said.

The fair-skinned young man put his arm around his shoulder, turned around to look at the girl still standing there, and then looked at Zhu Zan.

"Second brother, have you ever suffered at the hands of others?" he said with a smile.

Zhu Zan laughed dryly twice, shook off his hand and quickened his pace.

Everyone followed with a smile, without looking back at Miss Jun.

Miss Jun also withdrew her gaze, but the smile on her face was still there.

"Miss, who is this?" Liu'er asked curiously.

Liu'er had never met Zhu Zan. She was not with him when he went to Runan or the capital.

Miss Jun briefly told Liu'er about Zhu Zan's affairs. Of course, she only said how they knew each other and how they happened to meet in the capital. She didn't go into details, but this was enough to make Liu'er surprised, happy and unhappy.

"This man is not good to you at all," she said. "You should ignore him in the future."

Even though the Prince of Chengguo was of noble status, he was not nice to the young lady, and Liu'er didn't want to be nice to him.

Miss Jun smiled.

He was not nice to Miss Jun, his words were rude, and he had no intention of getting close to her at all. He just wanted to treat her like a stranger.

But he was nice to Princess Jiuling, at least he traveled all the way to offer her a flower at her grave.

When she was alive, many people wanted to send her flowers.

After she dies, the people who still remember to send her flowers will be precious.

Sometimes keeping a promise to a living person is nothing, everyone is willing to do it, after all, it can show your reputation to others. But keeping a promise to a dead person is like walking in a gorgeous robe at night, which is meaningless.

A person who is willing to do a meaningless thing can be said to be a gentleman, although Zhu Zan's behavior is not at all like that of a gentleman.

"He's fine," she sighed.

Shopkeeper Liu came over and heard these words. He felt mixed emotions, but also some understanding.

Although the Prince of Chengguo rarely comes to the capital, his reputation spreads far and wide. With his family background, character and handsome appearance, he is one of the figures sought after by many young women in the capital. Those fierce women in the north are even more admired by him. It is said that one even hanged herself for the Prince of Chengguo.

To these girls, it doesn't matter what this guy does, he is just great.

Women have always been so unreasonable.

Even so, he still needs to remind people of some things.

"Miss Jun, do you want to ask the Prince of Cheng for help?" Shopkeeper Liu asked straight to the point.

"What can I do for you?" Miss Jun asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Miss Jun, I know you want to shock everyone with a single move, but I'm afraid that won't work with the Prince of Chengguo." Shopkeeper Liu said.

I originally thought that our friendship was good enough, but seeing Zhu Zan's attitude, it was impossible to avoid him.

Girls don't know the seriousness of the matter. They think they can get whatever they want just by being good-looking. This is a big mistake.

A man like Zhu Zan would not be nice to her, nor would he let her take advantage of him. Maybe the Jiulingtang would have to close down in the capital.

Miss Jun understood what was said and smiled.

"I don't want his help," she said, shaking her head. "He can't help with this."

Why does it sound like he still looks down on Prince Cheng?

Shopkeeper Liu frowned and was about to speak in confusion when he saw Miss Jun's expression change.

"The person I'm waiting for is here," she said.

Is she really waiting for someone?

Shopkeeper Liu was startled and looked in the direction Miss Jun was looking, and saw several women walking towards the entrance of the alley.

She was a beautiful woman in her thirties, surrounded by two maids and an old servant. She was carrying large and small bags and seemed to have just returned from shopping. She had a smile on her face and was obviously in a good mood.

Who is this?

Miss Jun is waiting for her? Is it an important person? But that's not right, there is no important person he doesn't know.

And the woman didn't look like she was unwell.

Shopkeeper Liu looked puzzled, but Miss Jun and Liu'er were already walking slowly towards the woman.

The bell in my hand made a clear but not noisy sound in the alley, which was quite soothing.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of the woman and her group. They also looked up and saw Miss Jun had already walked in front of them and seemed to be passing by them, but after a glance, she stopped, took a step back, and stood in front of the woman.

"Madam," Miss Jun said softly, "I think you have bad omen."

Oh my god!

Shopkeeper Liu’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

What the hell! Did you get the wrong sign?

He looked at the banner that Liu'er was holding. Yes, it said that it could cure any difficult or complicated diseases and bring people back to health, not that it could predict good or bad luck or resolve disasters.

Why are all the ominous signs coming out?