Without any tragic psychological struggle, Keshan accepted his new identity. No matter how bad or difficult this life is, as long as he has a healthy heart, it is enough for him.

He leaned on the pillow and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, with a "creak", the door was pushed open from outside. A beautiful girl in plain clothes dressed as a maid, walked in with a basin of hot water. Crossing the threshold, she habitually looked towards the direction of the room with a big bed, and suddenly met a pair of black and shiny eyes like cold stars. She stopped and was stunned for a few seconds. The copper basin in her hand fell to the ground because she was too surprised, making a loud "clang" sound.

"The prince is awake! Prince is awake! Prince is awake!" There was no intention to come up to check Keshan's physical condition. The maid screamed, turned around and ran out quickly, with a series of movements extremely fast.

Keshan looked at the hot water that was poured all over the ground, and the white mist was still emitting copper basin, and smiled sarcastically. This was Yunwa, one of the two servants who accompanied the two siblings to escape. There was also a tall guard, Manggutai, who was not guarding the door now, and must be with this sister, the crescent princess.

Keshan has no position in Prince Duan’s Mansion on weekdays. The two servants who followed him only had Xinyue, but Keshan. From Yunwa’s subconscious reaction, it can be seen that the prince woke up from a serious illness. When she discovered that the first time she did not go forward to serve or summon the imperial physician to check, she rushed to inform the prince. Such servants were really too dedicated to the master!

As the most beloved daughter of Duan, Princess Xinyue, there is no such thing as his sister in her eyes? If it weren't for this big change, in order to leave a bloodline for Prince Duan and her self-proclaimed kindness, this sister would probably never have caught her eyes.

With a smile, Ke Shan felt quite ridiculous. It seems that after two lifetimes, he has no relatives, and the relationship between his family is still so cold. This may be the sorrow of being born in a big family.

"Keshan, Keshan, are you awake?" Keshan just put away a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth. A beautiful girl in white and luxurious clothes and inlaid with silver-blue lilac pattern cheongsam inscribed with eagerness, hurried through the garden and rushed towards the door. Yunwa was with her side, hanging her hands to protect her from her protection, for fear that she would fall because she was too hasty, and she was attentive.

"Creen moon, slow down, don't hurry, be careful to fall. Yunwa won't lie to you." A tall, mighty middle-aged man followed behind her, and his feet kept walking and still kept asking with heartache.

Looking at the few people rushing towards the open room door, Keshan frowned. It was so noisy!

"Keshan, are you really awake? I'm not dreaming, right? It's so good! God blessed, it really heard my prayer! Yesterday the imperial physician said that you can't do it, and I was almost scared to death!" When the girl saw her sitting up, she looked at their thin children with a faint expression, she burst into tears in an instant. She ran to the bed two or three steps to sit down, hugged him and cried, thanking God while crying.

He was suddenly hugged by the girl, smelling the strong fragrance of powder coming to his nose, Keshan frowned even tighter, not being moved by her "true love". If he remembered correctly, he was a serious illness for a lifetime. If this sister really cared about him, why didn't she wait all night? She didn't see him looking haggard? She was still in the mood to apply grease and powder? She was scared and afraid that it was real. After all, he was gone, and the Duan Prince's Mansion was completely gone, and the girl lost the last reliance on survival.

He sneered in his heart, and he looked down on Xinyue's behavior very much.

Fortunately, Mr. Lin never watched romance soap operas in modern times. If he knew that this new moon prince not only applied makeup when his younger brother was unknown, but also talked about love, he would probably not only be as simple as not being able to look down on him now.

"Keshan, just wake up, tell your sister not to cry. Yesterday the imperial physician said you could not hold on. Your sister was so worried that she didn't sleep all night, and she wouldn't be able to stand it if she was excited." The middle-aged man standing aside, General Nudahai, the savior of the brothers and brothers, looked at them with a smile, and hugged them until he saw Keshan's expression indifferent and ignored Xinyue. Xinyue's emotions became more and more out of control and cried, and finally couldn't help but comfort her with heartache. However, was the person who was comforting her wrong?

Who is the sick and dying person? Keshan looked at the crying woman who was in a deep confusion and fell into deep confusion.

He glanced at Nudahai who was speaking slightly. Although he felt that his mood was a little strange at the moment, Keshan didn't want to delve into it and did not respond to his words. It was not that he didn't want this woman to shut up, but that he had just woken up, and after a while of psychological adjustment and mental labor, he had no extra energy to deal with this uncontrollable sister. She wanted to hug, cry, and show the deep love between brother and brother, so let her go.

However, I suddenly felt a warm wetness slipping through my neck. No matter how powerless Ke Shan was, he couldn't bear it anymore. This man actually dripped tears on him? It was so dirty!

"Stop crying! Get up! Yunwa, give me a wet veil to wipe my neck." He stretched out his hand to push the girl away, and he ordered in a deep voice, with a serious obsession with cleanliness.

"Ah?" Yunwa was stunned. The prince probably asked me to use a handkerchief to wipe the princess' tears, not to wipe her neck, right? I must have heard it wrong just now. She hesitated, but she didn't move.

"Keshan, what's wrong?" Xinyue, who was slender and sensitive, felt a hint of disgust from his tone. She widened her eyes and looked at him in surprise. Her hands were unconsciously relaxed, and Ren Shaoyouyi pushed her away.

"Yunwa, do you want me to give me a second order?" Without responding to Xinyue's question, Keshan frowned and looked at Yunwa beside him, with a gentle tone, but his eyes like cold stars told Yunwa that the prince's question had nothing to do with Qingrou.

"No, no, Yunwa is going now." Yunwa's heart tightened when the boy looked at him, and he quickly turned around and went out. After a while, he came in with a basin of water and a wet veil.

He raised his hand to stop Yunwa from serving him. Keshan took the veil and wiped the tears stained on his neck. He washed the veil and wiped it three times again, and his frown brows were released. If it weren't for the fact that the typhoid fever had not yet been cured, he really wanted to take a shower immediately and clean it thoroughly.

While Ke Shan was wiping his neck, Xinyue looked at it with a glance, and several times he wanted to speak, but when he saw Ke Shan's unfamiliar face, he closed his mouth again. As for Nudahai, his eyes were full of Xinyue, and he didn't notice Ke Shan's strangeness at all.

"The prince is in good health, why do you look unhappy? Who messed with you?" Yunwa has a bold and cheerful personality. She is used to being able to stand up for the warm New Moon. At this moment, seeing her master's discomfort and feeling uncomfortable, she finally couldn't help asking.

This is the tone of a maid speaking to his master? Ke Shan's eyes swept across Yunwa with sharp eyes. Yunwa was silently shrunk under the pressure of the superior's unique eyes and retreated silently to the side. When the prince woke up, it seemed that something was different. She vaguely thought.

Xinyue sat on the edge of the bed, moved uncomfortably, and did not dare to look at Keshan like this. Nudahai finally noticed something strange, and hurriedly walked up, put his hands on Xinyue's shoulders for a few times as comfort, and then leaned over and looked directly at Keshan, and spoke kindly: "Keshan just woke up, but his mind was not completely awake yet. It is inevitable that he would get up at a little bit of anger. Xiao Keshan, right?"

I don't know what you are talking about? I'm armed with an unmarried girl in front of the same room! The two of them are so close! I laughed lightly in my heart, Ke Shan lowered his eyes, and directly ignored Nudahai's naughty question.

He was not familiar with this group of people, so he naturally didn't want to pay attention to it. He never wanted to pretend that cowardly and incompetent Ke Shan in front of these people to deal with it. He didn't say it himself, no one could guess that this body had already changed a soul. What could they do if they thought it was strange? However, it is very necessary for this body to ask a doctor to take a look.

After thinking about it, Keshan looked at Nudahai and ordered lightly: "General Nudahai, please ask the imperial physician to come over and let him see the prince's condition again." These people have been here for so long and have been talking nonsense, saying that they are concerned, but they have never thought about recruiting the imperial physician to come to see him, and they actually asked him, the patient, to speak by himself.

"Ah, yes, yes! Look at me confused! I was happy for a moment and forgot that although Keshan woke up, he was still sick! Nudahai, go and call the imperial physician!" After hearing Keshan's words, Xinyue thought she had found the root of her brother's abnormal attitude. She was sick and had a bigger temper. She immediately relaxed. She stood up, pulled Nudahai's sleeve, and urged him to call the imperial physician quickly.

Yunwa, who was on the other hand, had a worried look, turned around and prepared to go out and call someone.

"No need, I brought the imperial doctor here. Yan Ji has seen the prince and the princess." A middle-aged woman dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes appeared at the door and said loudly. She carefully supported an old lady with both hands, followed by two men and women, seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in noble clothes and a group of servants. She walked to the middle of the room, letting go of her hand to support the old man and gracefully gave a blessing.

"The old man has seen the prince and the princess." After she finished her greeting, the old man also bent down to salute. The servants behind him followed suit, except for the two young girls. They bowed down slightly and looked dissatisfied with their expressions on their faces.

"Quick, get up, haven't you said it many times? You don't have to salute me when you see me! Just treat me as your family. I'm so frightened!" Before Keshan could speak, Xinyue was already persuading her, and walked over in panic, helped the old lady up, and then walked straight behind the old lady and pulled the boy and girl who had not even had time to bend her waist.

"Prince, how does this make it happen? This is a rule for the slave to bow when he sees his master." Yan Ji frowned when she sees Xinyue's behavior, and replied with a gentle voice.

"Hey~ Since the princess has given the order, we will do whatever we want." Hearing Yan Ji's words "slave" on her mouth, the old lady frowned slightly invisibly, and then she spoke.

The two men and women standing with Xinyue nodded in agreement. Xinyue's big eyes fixedly looked at the old lady, looking very moved.

"Yan Ji, Princess and Princess are both broad-minded and unconstrained people. You are obsessed with faces! There are only family members in this mansion, no slaves or master!" Nudahai walked over and held Yan Ji's shoulders and comforted her gently.

Yan Ji frowned and did not relax at all. The whole family was so unclear. She alone understood what the use was. If you argue, you could only make them dislike it. It was the prince's body important. After thinking about it, she broke away from Nudahai's hands on her shoulder, walked to the bed, and bowed her body again before speaking respectfully: "What's the matter with you when the prince wakes up? To be on the safe side, can you let the imperial physician search you again? He is waiting outside the door for a summoning."

When Ke Shan saw that this group of people came in, he did not come up to greet his illness first, but instead acted as a pretentious person. He acted one by one, and was so disgusting that he was panicked. Seeing Yan Ji Mingli's face and the real care in his eyes, the haze in his heart dissipated a little. He nodded slightly and said, "Let him come in."

How did the people in the Hedala Mansion survived the Qing Dynasty, which was clearly divided into class, and climbed to a high position? In the Mansion, except Yan Ji, there was no one who understood this profound question in his mind. Keshan kept thinking about this profound question.

In modern times, the Lin family is extremely conservative and still follows the tradition of hierarchy and distinction between legitimate and illegitimate. He has been accustomed to the treatment that should be enjoyed by the privileged class since he was a child. When he suddenly saw this chaotic family, he was really not used to it and couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that Ke Shan responded, Yan Ji smiled slightly and waved her hand to signal the nanny beside her to call the imperial physician in to come in.

After a while, an old goatee came in with a big medical box on his back. Yan Ji stood up and stood aside, leaving the position to treat the imperial physician.

The old doctor respectfully bowed to Keshan, and then sat on a stool beside the bed to start taking the pulse. Xinyue hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside Yan Ji behind the doctor. Nudahai followed naturally, and then a group of people gathered around.

Ke Shan saw a group of people surrounding him and the imperial physician, and was watched like a monkey, and his face turned black.

"Please calm down." I felt the pulse was chaotic for a few moments, and the imperial physician whispered to remind me.

"You all retreat. Only the Imperial Doctor and Yan Ji stayed." Ke Shan spoke coldly with his left hand.

"Keshan, why did you let me go out?" Xinyue felt that her brother's request was incredible. This brother has always been unable to live without her. Why should he drive her away at this time? Just drive her away, why do you leave alone, why do you leave Yan Ji?

I felt unbalanced. Xinyue looked at Yan Ji with big watery eyes, tears were about to fall, as if she was suffering from a huge grievance. Nudahai wrapped his arm around Xinyue's shoulder with one hand, turned his head and glared at Yan Ji. Yan Ji stared at his hand on Xinyue's shoulder, frowned, opened her mouth and couldn't speak, but could not spit out a word. The others looked at each other, but still couldn't figure out the situation.

When the prince woke up, his temper seemed to have grown bigger. This is the voice of everyone.

"Didn't you hear me asking you to leave?" Seeing that everyone was not moving, Keshan spoke again, his tone mixed with a hint of coldness. As the voice suddenly increased a few degrees, he coughed a few uncomfortable times, and a few sick blush appeared on his face.

This time, everyone clearly felt the displeasure and pressure emitted by the prince. Unexpectedly, such a terrifying energy could burst out from this weak and thin body. Everyone lowered their heads to avoid his sweeping gaze, retreated unconsciously, and moved towards the door. Only Xinyue was still pale and stalemate there.

"Prince, please go out first. The prince is taken care of by the minister and his wife, so there will be no trouble. There are many people and the air is not circulating, which will also affect the prince's condition." Seeing that the prince's anger caused him to cough, the imperial physician quickly spoke to smooth things over.

With the steps, Xinyue finally couldn't hold on. She looked at Keshan with a weird look, and was helped out of the room by Nudahai with a sad expression.

Without the onlookers, Ke Shan closed his eyes with peace of mind and rested leisurely on the pillow behind him as the imperial physician to take his pulse.

"How?" A quarter of an hour later, the imperial physician stopped, Keshan opened his eyes, and asked in a low voice. The boy's unique warm voice echoed in the empty room for several times, with a bit of hoarseness in the illness, falling into people's ears, adding a bit of inexplicably beautiful smell.

Yan Ji also stepped forward a little at this time and looked at the imperial physician with concern. Typhoid fever is not a minor illness. The imperial physician clearly said that he was preparing for his funeral yesterday, but today he was so energetic, and the possibility of returning to the scene cannot be ruled out.

"The prince's body is not injurious. I am still a little weak now. When I prescribe a few more prescriptions to replenish qi and cultivate the primordials, it will be cured in less than half a month." The imperial doctor caressed the goatee and smiled very comfortably.

"That's great! Thank you for the Imperial Doctor!" Yan Ji smiled brightly, turned around and tucked the corners of Keshan's quilt, and said softly: "Prince, please rest for a while. I will take the Imperial Doctor to the outside room to prescribe medicine, and then ask someone to make some light porridge for the prince to nourish the body."

"Thank you, Imperial Doctor, Mrs. Lau." Keshan also raised the corner of his mouth to Yan Ji's bright smile, nodded gracefully to thank him, and watched them go out.
Chapter completed!