Chapter 775: ,You are sick!

   Chapter 775, you are sick!

  After her birthday, Daohua stayed at home for two days, and Mrs. Yan took the initiative to let Daohua go to Four Seasons Villa.

  The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, but the old man cannot be alone in Zhuangzi to spend the festival.

  The other people in the Yan family are already quite surprised about Daohuachang’s company with the old man.

  Han Xinran couldn't help but said to Yan Wenxiu: "Although she is a teacher and a father for a whole life, the older sister keeps running outside like this, isn't it a bad idea?"

  "Beijing is not more than a place. Everything can be talked about. It's already August. Three or four months old sister should be married. At this time, she should stay at home and embroider the wedding dress."

  Yan Wenxiu was silent for a while: "The old man has no children, only his elder sister and one apprentice. It is also reasonable for the elder sister to go to accompany him often."

  Han Xinran: "I know this naturally. It is natural for the elder sister to honor her master. I'm just afraid of people talking gossip. Or, take the old man into the house to live?"

Yan Wenxiu shook his head: "The old man is a bit withdrawn, he wouldn't want to come to our house." With that, he looked at Han Xinran, "I know you are thinking about your elder sister's reputation, but the old man lives in the Four Seasons Villa, Ye Yang knows it, and agrees that the older sister will accompany the old man in the past. As long as he doesn't mind, other people just have gossip, and it's not a big deal."

  Han Xinran smiled: "Since Xianggong said so, then I'm relieved."

  Four Seasons Villa.

  The summer in Beijing is hotter than in Zhongzhou, and Gu Jian is a bit bitter in summer. When this person feels uncomfortable, he likes to think more. In addition, when he comes to Beijing, he thinks of the ill-fated fate of the first half of his life, so he can't help but think of Granny Gu.

   "For the teacher, I want to go to the temple to light a lamp and pray for my sister."

   Daohua was anxious for Gu Jian to move, and immediately agreed: "Okay, Master, which temple do you want to go to?"

  Gu Jian was silent for a while: "Let's go to the royal temple on Tangyu Mountain." My sister can't be buried in the imperial tomb. The imperial temple has to light a lamp for her.

Daohua nodded, turned around and told Caiju and Dongli to make arrangements.

   Early the next morning, Daohua accompanied Gu Jian to the royal temple.

  I don’t know if Dongli told the emperor that Daohua and his party easily entered the royal temple that is usually kept away from outsiders.

  After lighting up the lamp for Granny Gu in the main hall, Daohua saw that Gu Jian was not in a high mood, so she helped him to stroll around the temple.

  The temple was built quietly and elegantly. The temple also brought in living spring water. The flowing spring was gurgling and the bamboos grew thick. Walking in the meantime, it was calm and comfortable.

   Seeing her master’s face gradually improved, Daohua smiled and said, “Master, you want to like to visit temples. I will often accompany you in the future.”

  Gu Jian shook his head: "The royal temple, if the teacher comes often, it would be too eye-catching."

  Taohua was silent, and said in a low voice: "Master, the emperor is ready to clean up Jiang's house, and you will soon be able to go wherever you want to go."

  Gu Jian is not as optimistic as his apprentice. As the head of the family, the Jiang family is so easy to deal with. If the emperor is too hasty, it will hurt his nerves and bones.

  The day when the Jiang family fell, there is still to be waited!

  At this moment, Dongli suddenly walked over: "Old master, Prince Ping also came to the temple today, and now he is resting in the guest house. If you don't want to see outsiders, we are afraid we have to leave now."

   Daohua's eyes lit up, and she looked at Gu Jian shiningly: "Master, see you?"

  Looking at the excitement of his apprentice, Gu Jian hesitated.

Daohua knew that Master wanted to see Prince Ping, so she continued: "Master, it is better to meet by chance. You see, I will be married to Prince Ping’s mansion soon. Then Ma’s always trouble me, you have to support me. Support. Let's fix the prince, then no matter how great the Ma family is, Xiao Yeyang and I won't be afraid."

Seeing Gu Jian's expression moving, Daohua made persistent efforts: "Also, Jiang Wanying is married to Xiliao. The Jiang family must hate me now. You know the attitude of the prince to the Jiang family. If the Jiang family uses the prince again Against me, I may not be as lucky as last time."

  Gu Jian thought that Xiao Jiu had almost become an accomplice of the evil apprentice, so he no longer hesitated: "Okay, let's see this Prince Ping today."

   Daohua glanced at Dongli and motioned for him to lead people over.

Prince Ping came to the royal temple today because he had an appointment with the abbot.

Abbot    is also a flower lover, and many precious flowers have been planted in the temple.

The future daughter-in-law is too welcome. During this period of time, he has a lot of flowers and plants, and his heart is bleeding from the pain. The abbot has a lot of flowers and plants here. He has to take some back, or he will sleep when he looks at the vacant flower garden. Unconsciously.

Prince Ping had enough rest and was ready to go to the abbot. As soon as he left the yard, he was told by the master in the temple that the abbot was still meditating, and he had to wait a while before seeing him.

  If it is someone else, Prince Ping will naturally not wait, but he respects the abbot who has a common hobby.

   "Okay, I haven't been to the royal temple for a while, this king will take a stroll first."

  So, not long after, Prince Ping saw Gu Jian and Daohua on the back mountain of the temple.

   "Yan girl!"

   Seeing Daohua, Prince Ping looked surprised.

  The royal temple does not accept outsiders.

   "Lord!"

   Daohua looked at Prince Ping with surprise on her face, glanced at the master whose expression was a little fluctuating, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute him: "Master, why are you here?"

Prince Ping glanced at Gu Jian and ignored him. He looked at Daohua: "This king should ask you, why are you here?" What is so strange about him as a prince who appears in the royal temple?

   Daohua did not answer, but she helped Prince Gu Jian and Heping to introduce: "Master, let me give you a solemn introduction. This is my master."

Prince Ping set his sights on Gu Jian this time.

   Seeing Gu Jian's face clearly, Prince Ping paused, feeling that this person seemed familiar.

  But he didn't think much about it. Some people in the world just have a popular face, and they look like everyone.

  Afterwards, Prince Ping gave a self-identified ‘um’, nodded slightly, and then waited for Gu Jian to salute him.

  Who knows, the future daughter-in-law’s master really doesn’t know what’s good or bad, but stared at him straightforwardly, neither saluting nor saying hello, looking even more arrogant than him as a prince.

   Daohua continued with a smile: "Master, my master's surname is ancient, you can call him ancient father."

When Prince Ping heard this, he looked at Daohua inexplicably. Does this girl want him to be a prince to greet his master first, right?

   Why is the face so big?

  He also sees that this girl will marry into the palace in the future, and give her a good face to her master, but she will climb up the pole.

  Prince Ping glanced at Daohua obliquely, shaking his folding fan and turning his head away.

  In her heart, Daohua mourned for the lack of eyesight of her future father-in-law. The master didn’t have a big heart.

Gu Jian was not disappointed when he saw that Prince Ping did not recognize him. Xiao Jiu was not like Xiao Wu. He had been with his sister for a few years. He was held by the Queen Mother Jiang when he was born. He also gave things away. Opportunity to contact him several times.

"You are sick!"

   "Puff~"

   Daohua didn't expect that her master would be so extraordinary when she spoke.

Prince Ping was also taken aback by Gu Jian, and when he recovered, he was full of anger.

  Gu Jian ignored the angry expression on Prince Ping’s face, looked at him seriously, and said again: "You are really sick!"

   Seeing Prince Ping’s face darkened like a dark cloud over the city, Daohua couldn’t help but explain: “Master, my master is a highly respected medical sage, and his words can’t be wrong.”

  Prince Ping gritted his teeth: "Then you mean, this king is really sick?"

  Ina Hua nodded in agreement.

  Seeing her like this, Prince Ping was agitated in his heart, and looked at Gu Jian with bad eyes.

  What kind of person, he said he was ill when he came up. If it weren’t for the face of the future daughter-in-law, he would have to cure him of a crime of disrespect.

   Daohua looked at Prince Ping and tentatively said, "Master, or, let my master show you? My master's medical skills are praised by the emperor."

Prince Ping was taken aback: "Brother Emperor?"

  Ina Flower nodded: "Yes."

  Prince Ping constricted his eyebrows: "When did it happen?"

   Daohua smiled and said: "Master, I don't dare to talk about the emperor, but if you don't believe it, you can ask the emperor."

  Prince Ping looked at Gu Jian suspiciously: "Why is this king so unbelievable?"

  Gu Jian looked at Prince Ping: “Try it and you’ll know.”

   Seeing that Gu Jian didn’t speak, Daohua smiled and said, “Master, this is my master, what are you worried about? Is it because the prince is scared?”

  Prince Ping exploded his hair: "Who is afraid? Even if the king is ill, there is a super doctor to heal him." He said, he glanced at Gu Jian obliquely, "Not everyone can get close to the king."

  Gu Jian said lightly: "But the imperial doctor did not see that you were sick."

Prince Ping took a deep breath: ". How to try?"

  Gu Jian glanced at the stone bench next to him, walked over, and then said to Prince Ping: "Come and lie on your stomach."

Prince Ping stared: "What do you think of this king? A refugee on the side of the road? Just say he is healed?" Why should he go to the wing?

   Daohua glanced at the master who insisted on impressing the future father-in-law, thought for a while, and smiled: "Master, the simpler the place, the more proving my master's medical skills, right?"

  Prince Ping: "But this is too simple. This king is a prince anyway."

  Gu Jian glanced at him faintly: "The emperor, I did the same."

  Prince Ping choked. For some reason, the old man's scalp was tight at the first glance, which is really strange.

  Hesitated, Prince Ping still walked to the stone bench. He was also afraid that he was really sick.

  You need to know that he takes Ping An pulse every month, and the imperial doctor who came to see him said that he is in good health.

  This old man is the master of the future daughter-in-law, and he did not dare to hurt him even if he measured him.

  Seeing that Prince Ping was really lying on the stone bench, Gu Jian sighed inwardly, knowing that his ears are soft and easy to be agitated by others.

  It’s no wonder that the concubine room instigated him to reconcile with his wife, and the relationship with his concubine was so stiff!

  (End of this chapter)