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Chapter 310: The Crown Prince's Hidden Illness

Su Nuan only felt a buzzing in her head, and it took her a long time to regain her ability to think.

"So, Your Highness did not stay at Duiyueju last night?"

"No ah."

Meixiang replied.

Su Nuan swallowed hard and continued to ask, "Did Lu Zhu succeed in climbing onto the bed?"

Meixiang was a little at a loss. It was inappropriate for her, an unmarried girl, to discuss such matters. However, her master was looking at her eagerly, and she felt it would be inappropriate if she did not say something.

"Probably, probably not!"

"What do you mean there shouldn't be any? He was in that state... I was so stupid as to think that I did it. I was really out of my mind."

Su Nuan murmured.

"One white moonlight is not enough, and here comes another childhood sweetheart, what a scumbag! I even applied medicine to him... How dare he do that? There are so many rashes on his face, what an intense scene that must have been!"

Her imagination took off with wings and flew freely. It started with a kiss on the cheek, and scenes that were not suitable for children played out in her mind.

Su Nuan finally tasted the feeling of being in a sea of ​​jealousy. Although she had heard from others countless times that the Crown Prince would have three palaces and six courtyards in the future, and it was impossible for her to be the only woman, she still felt extremely sad when the time came to face it.

She returned to her room dejectedly, curled up in bed and didn't want to talk.

The lady's delicious food failed to arouse her.

Until her eyes fell on the two deeds on the dressing table.

Su Nuan jumped up suddenly and ran towards the deed.

At this moment, only money can cheer her up.

"Manager Ding really has a solution."

Su Nuan exclaimed in praise.

But she didn't know that the prime minister's doorman was a seventh-rank official, let alone the chief steward of the prince's mansion, and it was a waste of his talent to do such a thing.

Su Nuan carefully put away the title deed and began to plan the two shops.

To be honest, house arrest didn't bring her all bad things. It gave her plenty of time to concentrate on her own things.

Here, Su Nuan locked herself in the room and concentrated on planning big things.

On the other side, Mu Yunting had already arrived at the palace.

Doctor Yao's ointment took effect immediately, but his face was still red and swollen. It was because he rubbed it with a handkerchief last night.

Come to the imperial study to meet the emperor.

Several important ministers were discussing matters with the Emperor, and when they saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they all bowed to him.

The emperor glanced at Mu Yunting and his brows unconsciously frowned.

I haven't seen my son like this in years. Although there is no rash, the horrific redness and swelling are very uncomfortable to look at.

Several ministers in the Imperial Study had heard in their early years that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had a hidden illness, but the Emperor had ordered them to keep it secret, so not many people knew the details. The people present were not among them, and when they saw Mu Yunting like this, they couldn't help but worry.

Duke Chen couldn't help but ask, "Is your Highness ill?"

After all, he is the crown prince, and his health is a big deal.

Mu Yunting replied calmly: "Nothing wrong."

Most people might then explain the strange look on their faces, but Mu Yunting just said these two words and left it at that. He stood there calmly amid everyone's inquiring gazes.

Everyone waited for a while, and seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had no intention of explaining, they looked at each other, and finally, they used their eyes to elect Duke Chen to continue asking questions.

The old Duke was helpless, but since this matter was of great importance, he had no choice but to ask, so he asked again, "Is your Highness' face injured?"

"That's it."

Mu Yunting's voice was still clear and cold, and his words were still irritatingly concise.

Duke Chen frowned slightly and spoke again: "Your Highness should ask the imperial physician to take a look at your condition."

These words were not spoken to the Crown Prince, but to the Emperor, "I will feel at ease only after the Imperial Physician has examined us."

The emperor was also a little worried. After all, the prince's symptoms were different from those in childhood, and he didn't know whether this change was good or bad. So he gave Eunuch Cao a look, and the latter understood and immediately ordered someone to invite the imperial physician.

The safety of the crown prince was related to the country and the people. No one had the mind to discuss matters at this moment. They all stopped and waited for the arrival of the imperial physician.

In just half an incense stick of time, Doctor Chen arrived.

The eunuch who delivered the message did not specify who he was treating, and only said that the emperor was summoning him in the imperial study.

The Imperial Study is where the Emperor holds meetings. Unless something big happens, the Emperor will never let him go to the Imperial Study to check on the patient's pulse.

He did not dare to delay and jogged all the way over. The old man, who was in his fifties, had run so much that his face turned pale.

Fortunately, the Imperial Hospital is not far from the Imperial Study, otherwise he would have been half dead.

As soon as he entered the imperial study, Doctor Chen came to the emperor's side without even catching his breath, ready to take his pulse.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Not for me to see."

Doctor Chen looked at the emperor with a bewildered expression.

The emperor raised his hand and pointed at Mu Yunting.

Doctor Chen then noticed that half of the Crown Prince's face was red and swollen.

As the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, Doctor Chen naturally knew that the prince had a symptom that would cause a rash after being kissed. At first glance at the prince's face, he associated the redness and swelling with allergies.

So he walked to Mu Yunting with a somewhat staggering step, "Your Highness, let me show you."

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe, climbed onto Mu Yunting's shoulders, and slowly moved closer to his face.

Doctor Chen is a skilled doctor, but he himself has an eye disease. In order to see the condition on Mu Yunting's face more clearly, he had to do this.

Mu Yunting watched as Doctor Chen's face slowly approached him, his breath almost hitting him in the face, and waves of discomfort surged up in his heart, unable to be suppressed.

Fortunately, Doctor Chen stopped about three inches away from his face.

Mu Yunting's discomfort was stuck at this three-inch distance, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Doctor Chen maintained the same posture and carefully examined the red and swollen half of Mu Yunting's face.

Mu Yunting resisted the urge to push Doctor Chen away. Firstly, Doctor Chen was the emperor's personal physician and was highly respected for his superb medical skills. Secondly, so many people were waiting here just for a diagnosis from Doctor Chen. As the crown prince, he knew how seriously these people took his physical condition. If he didn't let Doctor Chen examine him carefully today, it might arouse their suspicion.

In fact, Doctor Chen didn't look at him for long, but every moment was extremely painful for Mu Yunting. Perhaps the shadow of Lu Zhu's kiss last night was still there, he always looked at Doctor Chen's mouth unconsciously, and the more he looked, the more his stomach churned.

He didn't want to vomit here, so he quickly closed his eyes. However, the more he didn't want to see it, the more he couldn't get rid of Doctor Chen's mouth in his mind.

He tried desperately to recall the most beautiful picture in his mind, wanting to replace Doctor Chen's mouth, so Xia Qingyan's face unexpectedly appeared in his mind, and sure enough, the churning feeling in his stomach disappeared.

Mu Yunting was slightly stunned.

For some reason, he tried to replace Xia Qingyan's face in his mind with Xun Zheng's, and the nauseous feeling immediately came up.

This result was both reasonable and surprising to him.

It turned out that Xun Zheng's meaning to him had changed in the past eight years.