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The prince here, he will think of another way to persuade.

Prince Muyi's point is good, but it's not good. I can't turn it around.

The national teacher felt a little tired.

But I can't help it. The people I choose have to worry more.

The national master didn't insist on saying anything any more. He kept silent in the carriage.

But Prince Muyi was angry here. The National Teacher followed him and often told him some things. They were all small things, so he put up with them. But today, Prince Muyi had to pay attention to what he said. He felt that if he didn't pay attention to it, he would certainly do something.

He must think of a way to deal with the affairs here.

The carriage went quietly to the post station.

When they arrived at the post station, they didn't speak any more and went back to their own houses.

Prince Muyi is thinking.

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Gu Chaoyan went to bed early.

Until the next morning, Jian Yi and Qing'er didn't get up. They thought that the young lady was in bed again, but since there was nothing wrong, they didn't call her.

But until noon, Gu Chaoyan did not wake up.

Jian Yi always feels that something is wrong. Even if the young lady is sleepy, she doesn't sleep that long.

As soon as the sword came into the room to have a look.

By the way, he called out: "madam, lunch is ready. Please get up."

He yelled a few words.

There was no response.

There is something wrong with Jianyi.

Walking to the bedside, I noticed something wrong with the young lady's face.

I touched my forehead.

I found out if the first lady was ill.

The sword is urgent and blames itself for being so careless!

He yelled a few words in succession.

Finally, he went out anxiously: "Qing'er, the eldest lady is ill. Please call Mr. Zhao to come here. I'll ask Jianer to inform the Lord! "

Qing'er is so frightened that she can't even go into the room to see people. She runs out in a hurry.

Sword one and sword two said a word, then returned to the room.

There are enough charcoal pots in the room. It's warm. They clearly know that the young lady is afraid of cold, so they check the charcoal pot regularly. I don't know how the young lady suddenly fell ill. Jian's mind was in a mess.

He yelled a few words, and wanted to get up and drink some hot water.

I can't wake you up.

Jian's tears are coming out.

People who are sick will not wake up.

Zhao Yiqiu came in in a hurry. He didn't even have time to take the snow off his body, so he gave Gu Chaoyan a pulse in a hurry. If someone else is ill, Zhao Yiqiu is not so worried. It's Gu Chaoyan, who is scared. Gu Chaoyan's body is different from that of ordinary people. Her illness is a very complicated thing.

After the pulse.

It's the same. No pulse.

Zhao Yiqiu's face is ugly. People without pulse are dead.

But miss Chaoyan is a living person. She has temperature on her body.

When Jian saw Mr. Zhao's appearance, he was obviously frightened: "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with our young lady?"

Zhao Yiqiu looks at the sword one by one.

His face is still a bit complicated and panic, rather than the usual calm look.

He didn't know what to say.

Because miss Chaoyan didn't have a pulse, he couldn't make a diagnosis.

But he can't say that.

All of a sudden.

Gu Chaoyan is shrouded in a red light.