Mingruo successfully took off the mask and admired her boyfriend's handsome face at 360 degrees.
"Ruo'er, are you satisfied with what you see?" Si Haochen teased.
Si Haochen expected to meet someone from the Third Prince's Mansion here, so he deliberately dressed up very different from usual, but unexpectedly, he completely charmed the little princess. Is this an unexpected gain?
Mingruo was not really a nymphomaniac. He only admired the beauty for a while and then asked about business: "You came over as soon as the court was over. Is there something wrong?"
"Ahem, I have the information you need. Do you want to buy it?" Si Haochen tilted his head slightly.
Suffering a double critical blow from a head-turning kill and an ogle, Mingruo felt like she was going to be submerged in pink bubbles: "Buy, buy, buy."
"Let's go into the house and get some silver." Si Haochen took Mingruo's hand and walked into the bedroom. He sat down on the Arhat bed, picked up Mingruo and put him on his lap, "Ask me."
"Why didn't the third prince come to me to heal his leg?" Mingruo asked seriously.
"Pay the reward first, and tell you the information later." Old God Si Haochen said from the ground.
Mingruo took out his purse from his sleeve pocket and asked, "How much money does it cost?"
Si Haochen put his face in front of Mingruo and gave her a knowing look.
She was waiting for her here. Mingruo smiled and kissed Si Haochen on the cheek, "My bamboo horse is so handsome, this isn't payment, it's just welfare!"
After Si Haochen received the reward, he told Emperor Danxu about the marriage and the canonization of the third prince: "So, he should still be in the palace to receive the imperial edict, and he has no time to treat his legs." #@$&
"Oh." Mingruo nodded, "Then what information do you want to sell me?"
Si Haochen once again brought his face closer to Mingruo and gave her a gentle pop. Si Haochen tapped his lips with his fingertips. Mingruo hesitated. Si Haochen got impatient and kissed her directly.
Mingruo felt that the air in his lungs was about to be squeezed dry, and Si Haochen let go of her lips. Then, with some lingering thoughts, he pecked her soft lips again.
Mingruo adjusted her breathing for a while before she could speak properly: "You are buying and selling by force!"
"Yeah." Si Haochen leaned on the pillow behind him, with a look on his face that said, "I just bought and sold by force." If you feel you have suffered a loss, you are welcome to "force" it back again.%&(&
"The reward has been paid, tell me the information quickly." Ming Ruo urged.
"Emperor Danxu has scheduled the third prince's wedding for fifteen days. If you can find a way to make him stand up to complete the wedding, the third prince should be happy to spend the money." Si Haochen smiled at Mingruo.
"This is easy to handle." Mingruo thought for a moment and decided what medicine to make. "I'm going to make the medicine."
The third prince had packed up and was about to go to a medicine hall when an official from the Ministry of Etiquette came to inform the third prince that he was ready to receive the order. Whether it was a marriage or a canonization, the third prince had no objection. But give him a title.
What does "Ping Wang" mean?
Generally, the title is the emperor's expectation or praise for the prince, 'Prince Ping'? Does the father expect him to be mediocre in the future, or does it mean that he has mediocre intelligence?
Watching the housekeeper send away the palace officials and officials who announced the edict, the third prince was carried back to the inner courtyard by the attendants in a soft sedan chair. As soon as the courtyard door was closed, the third prince threw the two volumes of imperial edict in his hands directly to the ground.
The servant was so frightened that he knelt down and said, "My lord, please calm down."
"How do you want me to calm down my anger?" The third prince was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. "Ordinary people have to prepare for a marriage for three to five months, but the prince's wedding only takes fifteen days? You can tell me, can you prepare for it on the fifteenth day? What are you preparing for?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my subordinates will do their best to prepare for Your Majesty's wedding." The attendant quickly stepped forward to comfort him.
"Do you think my leg will heal in fifteen days?" The third prince was actually dissatisfied with the title of 'Ping Wang', but he had no way to express his anger. Once the title was given, it would not be changed. I am more like a joke. Therefore, I can only express my dissatisfaction with the wedding date being too close and use it as an excuse.
"..." This was definitely a farewell proposition, so the waiter lowered his head and said nothing.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you prepare your carriage and horses and go to a medicine hall!" The third prince shouted angrily.
"Yes!" The waiter hurriedly went down to prepare.
The third prince arrived at a medicine hall. Shen Cong came forward to greet him and invited the third prince into the clinic in the back hall: "Your honor, please wait a moment. Your honor did not come at the time you agreed. The master thought that you would not come today, so he prepared the medicine. .The common people will ask the master to come out now."
The third prince remained silent, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. He was going to die of depression today, just because he was tortured enough by his father. Now even a doctor could not get along with him, and all the imperial doctors came to the third prince's house as he was told. , it’s just that this little-known doctor refused to come to see a doctor. He, a majestic prince, actually condescended to wait when he came. What’s the point? (Mingruo: If you like to treat, get away if you don’t! My sister is a powerful person, she is so arrogant. .)
The third prince waited in the consulting room for a full two-quarters of an hour before the 'young master' in rich clothes arrived belatedly.
I saw that this young master had a noble temperament, so he didn't bow to him when he saw him, and just nodded slightly: "You can't interrupt the process of refining the medicine, because you have kept the noble man waiting for a long time."
The third prince frowned and looked at the young master in front of him with disbelief: "Are you Doctor Shen's master?"
"Exactly." Mingruo nodded.
"Can you heal my leg?" The third prince raised his voice.
"Whether it can be cured or not, I won't know until I have a medical examination." Mingruo answered neither condescendingly nor arrogantly.
"Let's check it out then." The third prince motioned for Ming Ruo to come and check the injury.
Mingruo asked the third prince's chamberlain to carry him to the treatment bed. After some examination, he said that she could treat the leg.
"After your treatment, can I sit, lie down and walk as freely as before?" the third prince asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Mingruo nodded with certainty.
"Are you sure?" The third prince confirmed again. After all, Chen Yuan capital said that his leg was hopeless and it would be impossible to walk in the future.
"There is absolutely no problem in sitting, lying and walking, but too intense exercise will cause your leg injury to recur." Mingruo said matter-of-factly.
"What do you mean by too intense exercise?" The third prince frowned again.
"For example, practicing martial arts, running, or jumping from high places..."
"Isn't it okay to practice martial arts?" Although his martial arts skills are average, he is a general who leads troops after all, and sometimes he has to practice a few moves.
"I can only guarantee that after the treatment, daily life will not be affected. No matter how much more, it will be gone." Ming Ruo spread his hands and said, "If you think it is not enough, then please hire another Gao Ming."
The third prince then realized that he didn't have any 'skills' to ask for. With other doctors, it was difficult for him to even stand up. Now, this doctor said that he could sit, lie down and walk normally, what else could he ask for? !
