Zhao Yuan took two hurried steps and then stopped, "Forget it, wait until night."

Liu Dequan could not guess what his master was thinking, so he could only go to the imperial doctor first.

It was finally dark, and when he walked to the gate of Pingle Garden, Zhao Yuan slowed down, and the expression on the woman's face that night appeared in front of his eyes, as well as the sarcastic smile raised on the corners of his lips.

He slowly stopped.

Liu Dequan hunched over and secretly looked at his master's expression. Unfortunately, it was dark and he couldn't see clearly.

"Liu Dequan,"

"My servant is here." Liu Dequan took a step forward.

"What did the doctor say this afternoon?"

"When I came back to my father, the imperial doctor said that Yun Fengyi was already weak, and he suffered from heat stroke after being exposed to the sun. That's why he couldn't hold on and fainted. As long as he drank the medicine and rested for a while, he would slowly recover.

"." Liu Dequan said these words skillfully.

I have asked this question several times this afternoon, and he can answer it without even thinking.

Zhao Yuan frowned.

He remembered that the woman was chubby and healthy, so why was she so weak?

I didn't look carefully in the past two days. It seems that I have lost some weight?

Zhao Yuanzheng was hesitating when a maid came out of the gate of Pingle Garden. When she saw the prince at the door, she was startled and hurriedly knelt down.

"Get up." Zhao Yuandao.

Yuzhu stood up anxiously, wondering if His Highness was here to visit his master, why didn't he go in?

Liu Dequan thought about his thoughts and asked Yuzhu: "Is your master feeling better?"

Yuzhu said hurriedly: "Master Yun is much better. After drinking the medicine, he has fallen asleep. May I wake up the master?"

"No need." Zhao Yuan said subconsciously.

"Yes." Yuzhu lowered his head.

Liu Dequan rolled his eyes and hurriedly said to Yuzhu: "I'm tired from walking. Why don't you go in and have a cup of tea?"

Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly responded and went back to prepare.

The master is asleep and is not allowed to wake him up. What kind of tea can he come in to drink?

Yuzhu couldn't understand.

Zhao Yuan sat in the small hall for a while and felt sweat on his back.

It's very hot in the room.

He looked around and frowned: "Why is there no ice bucket?"

Yuzhu lowered his head: "It's in the master's room."

Zhao Yuan got up and walked to Yun Dai's bedroom.

There is a gauze curtain hanging on the bed, and a figure lying on its side can be vaguely seen inside.

The room is still hot.

Zhao Yuan casually opened an ice bucket and found that there was no ice inside and it had all turned into water.

This ice bucket is made of special materials and is very insulating.

For it to be like this, it must have been left there for more than a day at least.

He turned around and saw dishes on the table, half-eaten porridge, two steamed buns, and a small plate of pickled crispy melon.

"Who eats this?" he asked Yuzhu.

"Go back to your highness, this is our master's dinner." Yuzhu answered cautiously, feeling ashamed at the same time.

She failed to take good care of her master.

Zhao Yuan frowned, walked quickly to the bed, and opened the gauze curtain.

The little woman on the bed looked sick, and her face was almost thin.

Where is the freshness and beauty of the past?

Zhao Yuan's face suddenly sank.

Liu Dequan was surprised when he saw it, and asked Yuzhu: "Damn slaves, is this how you serve your master?"

Yuzhu knelt down and said, "I know my mistake."

"Say." Zhao Yuan looked gloomy.

Yuzhu's eyes were red, and he told Concubine Chen that she had recently stopped eating at Pingle Garden. By the way, she also talked about honey beans and red beans.

She finally had the opportunity to complain, and she would not miss it.
Chapter completed!