"Your Highness," the man in green said to Gu Jue, cupping his fists, "The young genius doctor is the concubine daughter of Yongding Marquis Chu Lingxiao, the second daughter in the Chu family."

The concubine's daughter of Marquis Yongding?

Gu Jue slightly bent the fingers of his right hand and tapped lightly on the coffee table.

As far as he knew, there should be no one learning medicine in the Yongding Marquis's Mansion. This little girl was at most twelve or thirteen years old. How could she have learned such excellent medical skills at such a young age?

With just a few injections, she relieved his pain.

Since he was injured, he has been suffering from his old injuries over the years and has seen countless doctors. She is the first person who can treat him so easily!

The man in blue stood aside with his hands hanging down, and then said, "I also found someone from the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion secretly following her. I knocked him out and threw him into an alley."

Then he added, "Your Majesty, I feel that Miss Chu II seemed to have noticed me halfway through the journey."

"..." Gu Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.

The man in green then told the whole story, and finally said, "At that time, she glanced in the direction of my subordinate, but did not try to shake me off. She went straight back to the Yongding Marquis's Mansion."

"Afterwards, I sneaked into the Marquis's mansion and saw with my own eyes that the servants in the mansion all called her the Second Miss."

Interesting. Gu Jue raised her eyebrows slightly, remembering that just now in Jishiditang, she was also very sharp to find someone outside.

Could it be because people who study medicine have sharp ears and eyes?

She had clearly discovered Feng Yan, but she neither avoided nor gave way. Instead, she openly and "actively" revealed her identity. Was this probably to prove to herself that she had no ill will towards him?

After Xue Feng finished his report, he waited quietly for Gu Jue's instructions.

"Feng Yan, you should follow Miss Chu for now." Gu Jue instructed casually, "Don't let anyone disturb her."

What Gu Jue meant was that if there were anyone else who tried to find out her identity like the people in the Marquis Zhongyong's Mansion, he would deal with them all.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Xue Fengyan clasped his fists in response and retreated.

Gu Jue's cold gaze fell on a purple sachet on the desk. He stretched out his finger to lift its string and shook his finger slightly.

The small sachet swayed back and forth in his palm along with the rope.

Logically speaking, this Miss Chu was from the Yongding Marquis's Mansion, and it should be quite troublesome for her to know about his injury.

But for some reason, Gu Jue was not worried at all that she would tell others about this. Maybe it was because of her tearful eyes when he first saw her, maybe it was because she had cleverly concealed his illness from him at Jishidi, or maybe it was because the innocent and pure look in her eyes when she looked at him reminded him of the cat he had raised in the past...

"Your Highness." At this time, Mo Chen came in with a bowl of hot medicine.

This bowl of medicine was prepared according to the prescription given by Chu Qianchen, and Mo Chen just made it himself.

The dark brown medicine exudes a bitter smell unique to herbs along with the rising white steam.

Gu Jue took the medicine bowl with a white background and blue flowers, tested the temperature, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The warm medicine slid down his throat into his stomach. Soon, his limbs also became warm and his beautiful eyes and eyebrows relaxed.

That night, Gu Jue slept until dawn. He hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

After taking the medicine for three consecutive days, Gu Jue could feel that his cold body seemed to have a hint of warmth, and the bone-gnawing pain that had accompanied him day and night seemed to have eased a little.

That day, after taking the medicine early in the morning, Gu Jue went out on his horse.

Gu Jue's every move was watched by the entire capital.

Under everyone's attention, Gu Jue rode his horse directly out of the capital and went to Sanliting outside the city.

There was no one in the Sanliting except for a brown horse eating grass comfortably nearby.

Gu Jue raised his eyes towards a big tree next to the pavilion, and saw a purple-robed young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old leaning on a thick branch, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, with one of his legs hanging casually, swaying leisurely.

"Ninth Brother!"

As soon as the purple-robed young man saw Gu Jue, he waved excitedly.

There was no need for Gu Jue to pull the reins, as the black horse Jueying under his crotch had already walked to the tree by itself.

"Brother Jiu, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come just now?" Qin Yao jumped down from the branch lightly and landed silently.

His raven-feather-like hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back of his head. When he jumped down, the ponytail fluttered with the dance, making him look unrestrained and ostentatious. There was always a cynical smile on his face.

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Qin Yao is the prince of Nanyang and has been held hostage in the capital seven years ago. A few days ago, the prince of Nanyang fell seriously ill, so the emperor allowed Qin Yao to go back to take care of him.

Gu Jue left the city today to see Qin Yao off.

"Where is your Chiji?" When Gu Jue met Qin Yao, his first question was not to greet Qin Yao, but to ask about his horse.

The horse Qin Yao brought today was not the red horse Chiji that he usually rode.

Qin Yao took the grass he had been biting in his mouth, fed it to Jueying, and said, "Chiji happened to be sick. I saw that he was not in good spirits early in the morning. I couldn't bear to let him travel a long distance, so I temporarily replaced him with this one."

Gu Jue frowned slightly, jumped off the horse, and handed the reins to Qin Yao, "You are going to Jingzhou a long way, so you should ride Jueying."

Jueying is a good horse picked out of a million, who can travel a thousand miles a day without getting tired.

Qin Yao's eyes lit up, and he was not polite to Gu Jue at all, "Brother Jiu, you are so generous!"

He took the reins and fed Jueying a candy in a flattering manner, "Jueying, just come with me to Jingzhou, and I promise to return you to Brother Nine safely!"

"Well, how about this? On this trip to Jingzhou, I'll find you a wife as a reward for you, okay?"

Qin Yao was talking to himself, and Jueying didn't know if he understood or not, and he snorted arrogantly.

"..." Gu Jue curled his lips in a smile, and the smile spread from the bottom of his eyes to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Qin Yao was never a fussy person. Since he had met someone, he did not stay any longer. He jumped onto the horse as light as a swallow with neat and graceful movements.

"Brother Jiu, I'll leave first!"

Qin Yao squeezed the horse's belly, waved his right arm at Gu Jue, and rode away.

The shadow galloped away, leaving a trail of dust in the distance.

Gu Jue looked at Qin Yao's back, his eyes darkening.

The Prince of Nanyang was seriously ill. Jingzhou sent three urgent letters at a distance of 800 miles before the emperor reluctantly agreed to release him. No one knew what the Prince of Nanyang's current condition was...

(End of this chapter)