"Grand master Yang sent people to search Song Yu's house early in the morning. It seemed that he was looking for something."
Song Yu is the unfortunate man who was taken over by the little emperor today.
Yin Yuke looked up at the dark guard in front of him, "what do you think you might be looking for?"
Master Yang, an old fox, must have something important in Song Yu. Otherwise, he would not send someone to Song Yu's house.
The old foxes sent people to stare at him. Similarly, he also sent people to stare at the old foxes.
"My subordinates speculated that it might be the information from master Yang and King Cheng, because Song Yu was the middleman between them."
Yin Yuke raised a trace of danger in the corner of his mouth, "go to find out that thing, and never let him get it."
Don't know how, his mind a turn, thought of the little emperor.
After all, the little emperor used to trust the Empress Dowager very much, and the Empress Dowager's surname was Yang.
He called people back, carefully ordered a few words, and then turned into the room.
He bowed his head and said nothing, but smeared the little emperor's feet again.
"I have something else to do. Go back to the palace yourself."
With that, Yin Yuke hooked the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, only two or three seconds later, I heard the little emperor ask, "what are you going to do? I will follow you. "
Yin Yuke turned back and picked his eyebrows with a trace of distress on his face.
Jiang Shi's eyes are dark. Don't think he can't see it. It's disgusting.
But so what.
After all, he will fall in love with himself.
At the beginning, Jiang Shi was still thinking about whether he should provoke Yin Yuke because he had only three years to live.
Now, he just wants to hold on to him.
After all, he didn't want to feel the pain again.
He seems to have forgotten one more thing.
"Are you busy now?"
"Not busy." Yin Yuke narrowed his eyes, looked at the person in front of him and sat down again, with an abacus in his heart.
"Then you can help me find a doctor. I feel sick recently. I feel painful in the middle of the night." Jiang Shi held his clothes for fear that the man would leave without saying a word.
"There are not so many doctors in the palace, and they can't cure you?" Yin Yuke narrowed his eyes with a trace of doubt in his heart.
He thought something was wrong.
Jiang Shi shook his head. "The imperial doctor in the palace has shown me several times and said it's OK, but my head hurts badly in the middle of the night."
"The Empress Dowager always asked me to drink medicine, but it didn't work at all."
Yin Yuke narrowed his eyes, "how long have you been drinking medicine?"
The little emperor tilted his head, thought about it, and finally shook his head, "I can't remember clearly, maybe seven or eight years."
"Well." Yin Yuke nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Looking at the appearance of the little emperor, the Empress Dowager must have done something.
If it was put in the past, he would just watch it silently, and then take the opportunity to pull the Empress Dowager off her horse.
But now, the little emperor is his man. He wants to see who dares to touch him?
"Come on, I'll take you to the doctor."
"Well." Jiang Shi nodded his head cleverly. He was different from the little emperor who was always angry.
Don't know how, Yin Yuke's heart is like a feather gently scratched.
Jiang Shijiao with a smile, and then, after seeing the doctor, learned his physical condition, he can naturally stick to Yin Yuke.
All this paves the way for his next transformation.
When Fang Fang learned that her mother, whom she trusted most, had calculated herself and given her medicine for seven or eight years, what would happen to the little emperor?