Chapter 880

"I want to eat grilled fish. I'd better put more vegetables and so on."

"Grilled fish?" The housekeeper looked at "junxuan night" strangely, stupidly.

This is really strange. The master never eats such heavy food. He always chooses light food. Is he happy today, so he wants to change his taste?

"Yes, I'll tell the kitchen to do it." The housekeeper's expression slowed down a little, and quickly turned to give orders.

Meow small nine hands hold cheek, looking at housekeeper is about to leave, suddenly called him.

"Wait a minute, let the doctor come here. I... I'm not feeling well."

What did the housekeeper want to ask originally, but then he thought about it. Although his highness is good at medicine, he can't cure himself. He really needs a doctor for his discomfort.

"Yes, your highness, take care of yourself." Then he turned and gave orders.

Meow small nine continue to rub the abdomen.

Although the pulse condition of meow people is different from that of earth apes, it should be easy to check the pulse for stomach diseases. After all, the symptoms of stomach diseases are the same.

It doesn't make sense. What she eats most is dried fish. How can she suddenly have stomach trouble?

They were all annoyed by Zhong Chuge's damned woman.

But after a while, the housekeeper came, holding a plate of grilled fish just out of the oven on the table.

He was followed by a doctor in official uniform.

The doctor was about fifty years old, not too old. He went to meow Xiaojiu and was about to kneel down to salute, but he was interrupted by meow Xiaojiu.

"You're welcome. Come and feel my pulse."

She found that there was a big gap between being a prince and a princess, and being a king Xuan night was a lot of prestige.

Taiyi should be a, quickly came forward for meow small nine pulse.

In everyone's eyes, you can find that today's "nine Princes" are a little strange. They are much more straightforward than in the past, even less indifferent and noble, but a little more pyrotechnic.

However

After touching the pulse of meow Xiaojiu in front of him, the doctor shook his face, stood up straight, and retreated slightly.

"Do I have stomach trouble?" Meow Xiaojiu asked casually.

She saw the doctor's expression, oh no, the doctor's appearance is more like a ghost. What's the matter?

Taiyi quickly stepped back two steps, saluted to meow Xiaojiu and said, "Your Highness... You... You are not sick."

"No? What are you... What am I? "

She wanted to ask Taiyi what they called this "disease" here.

"You are... You are happy!" Taiyi's face at the moment is like a ghost.

Is the ninth Prince happy? What's the concept?

The ninth Prince is a tall man, an upright man. He even married a beautiful girl not long ago. How can he become the ninth prince?

It's like destroying Three Outlooks!

Meow small nine also some inexplicable, whispered: "happy what do you mean?"

The housekeeper's eyes widened and nearly a mouthful of old blood came out.

"No way!" The housekeeper said immediately, "how can your highness be happy? Your highness is a man

He looked at his highness growing up. How could he be wrong?

The doctor was frightened, and a cold sweat had appeared on his forehead. "If you don't believe me, I'll call other doctors to feel his Highness's pulse."

"All right, let's go." Meow Xiaojiu waved.

But what does that mean