The carriage arrived at Linjiang Prince's Mansion all the way, and Chu Yunluo sat in a wheelchair and was carried off the carriage.
Looking at the majestic mansion gate, Chu Yunluo sighed slightly.
Although it is said that Yong Mingzhe is recuperating in Linjiang, they all think that he will never come back in this life.
But the emperor didn't seem to think so, otherwise he wouldn't have built this mansion early.
Looking at the handwriting on the plaque, I think it has been a few years
It seems that in the eyes of the emperor, Yong Ming'an has never been the sole successor.
The doorman at the door had seen Chu Yunluo a long time ago, ran up bumpily, and said, "Is it the medical order from Chu? My prince has been waiting for a long time, so come with me here."
"I'm sorry." Chu Yunluo nodded slightly to the doorman, very polite.
The doorman was a little flattered, but he still led the way obediently.
The Linjiang Palace was built under the supervision of the emperor himself, so the rockeries, pavilions, pavilions, and flowers are all particularly exquisite. If compared with the imperial palace, it is not inferior, which shows that the emperor attaches great importance to Yongmingzhe.
All the way to the study, Chu Yunluo looked at the door and frowned slightly, and stopped the doorman who was about to leave: "Does the lord want me to see a doctor here?"
"Yes." The doorman answered and left.
Qiu Ge was a little scared, and pulled Chu Yunluo's sleeve: "Miss, how about"
"It's okay." Chu Yunluo shook his head and asked Hong Zhao to knock on the door.
There was a quick response from the door, and the voice was quite lazy: "Who is it?"
"My daughter, Chu Yunluo, is here to see the prince." Chu Yunluo said quite calmly outside the door.
"Come in." The voice inside the door belonged to Yong Mingzhe.
Then, Hong Zhao pushed open the door of the study, and Qiu Ge pushed Chu Yunluo into the study.
The moment he entered the study, Chu Yunluo's eyes widened, while Qiu Ge and Hong Zhao turned away blushing.
It turned out that Yong Mingzhe had set up a huge soft couch in his study, which was nothing at all. The big family set up a soft couch in the study for the master to rest after reading and working, or to spend the night in the study.
However, Yong Mingzhe seemed out of place here.
Because on that soft couch, Yong Mingzhe's clothes were half uncovered, and there was a beauty in his arms who didn't pass on the clothes, it seemed that he had just had a good time.
Chu Yunluo frowned, and said: "Since the prince is doing business, the servant girl will come back later."
"No need." Yong Mingzhe kicked the beauty to the ground with one kick.
The beauty seemed to be very weak, she got up from the ground tremblingly, then grabbed her clothes and left in a hurry.
Chu Yunluo looked at the beauty who had left in a wasteland, and then at Yong Mingzhe who was dressing slowly, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.
Just now, the woman's vital yin energy was almost sucked dry. If it wasn't for her own coincidence, the woman would have almost died.
Could it be that this Yong Mingzhe has practiced some evil kung fu?
"Medical Order of Chu, are you here?" Yong Mingzhe had already changed his clothes, and leaned on the chaise longue beside him, showing the fatigue of excessive indulgence.
"My daughter is here to see the prince." Chu Yunluo said after regaining his composure.
"Then come for a consultation." Yong Mingzhe stretched out his white and tender wrist, looking at Chu Yunluo with a pair of peach blossom eyes, with a faint smile.
Chu Yunluo asked Hong Zhao to take out a handkerchief from the medicine box, covered Yong Mingzhe's wrist, and then put his fingers on Yong Mingzhe's pulse.
But who would have thought that Yong Mingzhe grabbed Chu Yunluo's hand before Chu Yunluo could diagnose his pulse (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com