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Although the style of the bedclothes was much simpler than that of the outer robe, they were not white like the others. They were light gray, light yellow, and even if there was an emergency, he would wear the bedclothes and go, and he would not appear too unreasonable, nor would he affect the patient's condition because of the clothes he was wearing.

Although he still charged recklessly when he went over to Seventeen's side, because Imperial Physician Lü was by the wangfei's side, his mood calmed down a bit. He pinched the words out about Little Fishy's situation, and when Meng Chen heard this, he picked up the medicine box and ran out.

When Lu Buwei had finished giving Little Fishy the acupuncture, Yao Meng Chen also arrived. Looking at the bloodied Little Fishy, his face was solemn. He moved forward and cut her pulse with his left hand, and after a long while, he felt his heart return to his stomach. Luckily, Little Fishy knew how to save herself.

Meng Chen opened the medicine box on his back and took out a pill from the bed. He then forced open Xiaoyu's mouth and fed the pill to her. Then he walked to the table, picked up the pen and ink, and unhesitatingly wrote out a prescription.

"Ancestral Martial Aunt, Master, she …" Lu Buwei glanced worriedly at the unconscious Little Fishy.

"It will be fine." Xiao Yu was not only his goddaughter, she was also his savior. He had thought that he would not be able to repay her kindness in this life, that he would do his best to save her, even if it meant accompanying his own life.

"Little Nine, Nine... "No." Xiaoyu frowned and muttered.

"Where is Master Ye?" Regardless of how Little Fishy was injured, how could he not appear as a man?

"Before Madam fainted, she repeatedly warned me not to tell Young Master no matter what." 17 replied.

Yao Meng Chen frowned even more as he listened, "Have you informed Qingcheng?"

"Madam, she …" Seventeen's voice trailed off.

Yao Meng Chen didn't wait for 17 to finish before becoming angry. He glared at 17, "Before your wife passed out, she warned you not to tell anyone?"

He was not a woman, so he naturally couldn't be a feminist. The problem was, Little Fishy was his goddaughter, so naturally, the scales in his heart would be set on Little Fishy.

Yao Meng Chen's heart ached as he looked at the frowning Little Fishy. He didn't like it just because she looked at him. This Seventeen was obviously seeing his daughter pass out, so everything was pushed towards her. She really had evil intentions.

However, although he was stifled in his heart, he couldn't kick his butt to block this aggrievement.

"Martial Ancestor, even if the young master knows about this, he would still be in a hurry. He won't be able to make it here." Lu Buwei knew more or less about the inside story.

The Ninth Prince's current physical condition, in the words of his master, was the decline of immunity, which made him the most vulnerable to illness. The current master was still in sixth place, easily infected by other people's viruses, causing cross infection between mother and son. The Ninth Prince was clearly a pathogen, so no matter what, it was still better for the two to be separated.

"What kind of husband and wife is this?" One of them was pregnant and the other was poisoned. The best method was to take care of a person, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart, after all, Xiaoyu was his daughter, and when he thought about how much she had paid when she was pregnant, he felt that Niu Niu was the best.

"If the relationship is long, then how can it last forever?" Doctor Lü shook his head and shouted.

Hearing that, Yao Meng Chen looked at Doctor Lu, "I didn't expect you to be so thorough."

Lu Buwei chuckled. He had a lot of beards. If he had a few beards, he would look more like a cat.

"Master Ancestor, I'm not the one who sees through this. It's Master who said so."

When Yao Meng Chen heard this, he was stunned. He looked at Little Fishy and asked, "How could she make such a sad poem?"

He was rather superstitious and felt that Little Fishy was still young and should not have made such sentimental poems. However, he did not know that Little Fishy was merely a chauvinist.

"This wasn't made by master. Master said it was written by a pretty boy who didn't work properly. Master also said that this pretty boy doesn't have any other abilities. He was just good at writing love letters." Doctor Lu saw that Yao Meng Chen's attention was attracted, so he was naturally happy that he didn't insist on the issue of the ninth prince.

"What do you mean by fishing for horses?" Yao Meng Chen was puzzled.

Doctor Lu looked around mysteriously and whispered into Yao Meng Chen's ear, "Don't tell anyone that I told you."

"What are you talking about?" Yao Meng Chen's interest was piqued.

"He's just playing with women. I heard that this brat never pays when he plays with women. He usually writes a poem as a means of prostitution." Doctor Lü stamped his foot and finally said it.

Yao Meng Chen was stunned. There was actually such a person? If this was in the past, he would definitely pout at her. A brothel was a brothel, born lowly, and seeing her good skin, he would recommend himself as a pillow.

It was probably because he had been living in a brothel for the past few days that he was no longer as dignified as he used to be when he thought about matters. At this moment, he was thinking about how could this man be so shameless? He actually used the pride of the brothels to do something like this.

If that great poet were to know that Xiaoyu had tarnished his reputation, he would probably be a dead man.

"Don't change the subject." As Yao Meng Chen came to realize this, he gloomily looked at Lu Buwei, but his hands were not idle either.

"Little Fishy's injuries are caused by external forces. What are his subordinates doing?" He only wanted to say one more sentence, how could those bird-like subordinates let Little Fishy get a little injured? "

Although he didn't know how formidable the Ice Guards were, he was sure that they had to be diligent. In that case, no one would ever harm Little Fishy.

In the eyes of these officials, their superiors were right. If their superiors were wrong, please refer to what they just said. Although on the surface, he seemed to be more closely related to Xiaoyu, in reality, he was an imperial physician and an official.

No matter how many titles an Imperial Concubine had, none of them held real power. They were far inferior to the empty title of Ninth Prince.

This time, Yao Meng Chen really wronged the ice guards. Nine Night Demon and Little Fishy couldn't bear his harassment and moved out of the yard, sneaking around like rats. If Little Fishy didn't have her hairpin missing, they wouldn't have gone back to look for her.

Sometimes, it just so happened that right after 12 fell from the beam, he found a suspicious figure. When he chased after her, Little Fishy just happened to return to the courtyard to look for a hairpin.