Chen Yao took the order and left.

Tang Jing and the others sat down, and the three of them stared at Wen Xuan with six eyes. Wen Xuan's face turned dark little by little, and the atmosphere in the room was terrifying.

Depressed, dull.

The Prince of Dongping and others couldn't feel vomiting when they looked at Wen Xuan's face, and they could only envy, jealousy and hatred.

As a man, he looks so beautiful and powerful, he is simply the public enemy of men in the world. He is so envious and jealous that he cannot eat, but it is really unimaginable to vomit.

They also tend toward Wen Xuan's speculation, suspecting that Ji Qingning has hidden illness, but Wen Xuan urged her to eat buns, which caused her to get sick...

But this kind of speculation made them feel depressed. Ji Qingning's medical skills were so high that even Zhao Yuanzheng admired him. He helped the young master of Duke Xingguo's mansion treat his natural footprints, pulled back the old lady Xiao from the Gate of Hell, cured the weak disease brought out by the third prince from his mother's womb, and saved Mr. Zhang...

What a medical skill this is. If even Ji Qingning cannot cure his hidden disease and even causes it to develop, they will not dare to imagine how serious Ji Qingning is.

The more I think about it, the more worried I am. I hope Chen Yao will come back soon.

Ji Qingning's servant comes to the academy every day to deliver food. Now he has either not left Fufengyuan or has not walked away yet and has come back soon.

However, this wait took only half an hour.

The Prince of Dongping and others were waiting for it, so Chen Yao came back.

Wenxian frowned and said, "Why have you been there for so long?"

Chen Yao looked solemn and said, "Young Master Ji's servant vomited whatever he ate and drank water. He cried so hard that he couldn't help but ask questions. His subordinates could only wait for him to cry..."

He had never seen such a crying servant. He could cry as soon as he could, and he could not stop crying. He could cry even more than a woman.

The Prince of Dongping was impatient and said, "Tell me the key point, does my elder brother have any hidden illness?"

It seems like this is nonsense. If there is no hidden disease, can a mighty man like Tiehammer cry so hard that he can't help but be angry?

Chen Yao nodded gently and said, "I heard from Tiema, Master Ji seems to have some delirium disease..."

"Is it serious?" asked Wenxian.

"...If you can live for a year, you can usually only...."

Chen Yao's voice was so low that he could hardly hear it.

"What can only be done?" Wenxian's voice trembled.

"You can only live for three or four months," Chen Yao took a lot of effort to say this.

Wen Xuan felt suffocated, as if he was being pinched hard, making him unable to breathe in an instant.

The faces of the Prince of Dongping, Tang Jing and Lu Zhao were also extremely ugly, which made them even more ugly. Chen Yao told them that Ji Qingning's delirium has been caused by amnesia, and it has been more than three months since then...

In other words, Ji Qingning now may be...

Wen Xuan suddenly stood up, raised his foot and was about to leave, but was stopped by the princes and the others of Dongping.

Although Ji Qingning's illness was not caused by Wen Xuan, the disease was related to him. He vomited when he saw him. It was so serious that he vomited whatever he had eaten. How could they dare to let Wen Xuan go to Ji Qingning?

There weren't many days left, and they hoped that Ji Qingning would be able to live a happier life in his last life.

Wen Xuan clenched his fists in anger, but when he saw Ji Qingning vomiting, his eyes were red and he did not insist anymore. He didn't want Ji Qingning to suffer so much.

Then--

Ji Qingning occupied the entire school alone.

Wen Xuan either lives next door, sleeps on the roof, or waits for Ji Qingning to fall asleep before going back to the room to sleep on a couch, and it is still the same kind that uses a screen to block it so that Ji Qingning will not see it at night.

Ji Qingning went to Chengxin Hall to study, but Wen Xuan did not sit with her. She was arranged in a small corner of Chengxin Hall by Prince Dongping and others, and arranged a few tall and big horses to block the view. In this way, Prince Dongping and others were still worried that they wanted to drive Wen Xuan out of the academy and did not give Ji Qingning the chance to glance at Wen Xuan.

But after doing so much, there was no effect. Ji Qingning still vomited whatever she ate. She didn't dare to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and asked the cafeteria servant to send it to the school hall.

Just a few days later, Ji Qingning lost weight.

On this day, Ji Qingning took a nap. When she woke up, she was so hungry that she was croaking. There were snacks on the table, but she really didn't want to eat them. She was bored and wanted to eat something sour, but in the academy, she had no choice but to sell them. If she had known this, she would tell the little maid that she would bring her some sour plums tomorrow.

Thinking of the little maid, Ji Qingning also had a headache. The little maid didn't know what was going on, but suddenly she stopped laughing. She looked worried and asked her what was wrong but refused to tell her. When the academy was on vacation tomorrow and she returned to the yard, she had to figure it out.

Just as he was thinking, the door was knocked, the servant's voice came, "Master Ji..."

"What's the matter?" Ji Qingning asked casually.

"The palace sent tribute fruits," the servant replied.

Didn’t you just deliver it in the morning?

Ji Qingning went to open the door. Three fruits were placed on the tray the servant was holding, and there was also a porcelain cup. I don’t know what it was, Ji Qingning took it.

The servant turned around and left, and Ji Qingning sat down with a tray.

She opened the porcelain cup and saw small fruits, crystal clear and red pearls, and what if it weren't bayberry.

Almost the moment she saw the bayberry, Ji Qingning's appetite came back. The bayberry was still stained with unmelted sugar. She pinched one and stuffed it into her mouth. She bit it gently. The sweet and sour juice overflowed and rolled down her throat. It was sour and sweet, and it was sour that it was endless aftertaste.

It is worthy of being a tribute, and it is better than all the bayberry she has eaten.

Ji Qingning sat down, and within a short while, a whole cup of bayberry entered her Wudian Temple.

With a big appetite, she ate two pieces of pastries, and then left the school to attend class in Chengxin Hall.

In the open window over there, the Prince of Dongping and the others folded their heads and exclaimed, "How did he eat a whole cup of bayberry? Isn't his teeth sore?"

"It's good if you can eat it and don't vomit, you're going to pick it," said Tang Jing.

They knew exactly what Ji Qingning had eaten these days.

Ji Qingning usually eats normally, but she doesn’t eat much, only half of her usual appetite, and even vomits. In the end, she only eats a little fruit to make her stomach, but most of the fruits she eats don’t vomit.

Wen Xuan asked the palace to send more tribute fruits. He didn't know what Ji Qingning liked to eat, so he said, "The more types the better."

The palace never thought that the fruit was for others to eat. I thought that Wen Xuan wanted to eat it. The emperor's beloved nephew was the son of Duke Yu. Anyway, he didn't spend their money. He spent the emperor's money to make contributions to himself. Only a fool would show off and seek credit for himself.

Now, I didn’t think it was enough to send three fruits in the morning, so I continued to deliver them at noon. Sour plums are used to make up the numbers.
Chapter completed!