My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

"Your Highness, did you not attend the morning court today?" Zhao Jingcheng immediately showed an expression like a child being scolded by an adult when he heard Zhao Jinghua's question. "The court has been closed since yesterday. I forgot to put on the court robes yesterday, and then I forgot to change them when I was dealing with court affairs."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and nodded slightly, "Don't think too much, Your Highness. I don't mean to question you. I just asked casually."

Zhao Jingcheng nodded repeatedly, "I know." Wan Sutong laughed and thought to herself, "So this is bloodline suppression."

However, 0533 shook his head and seriously corrected, "It should be because of generational suppression."

Before he even reached the main hall, Zhao Jingcheng immediately looked at Wan Sutong and said, "I'll take you to the backyard."

Wan Sutong smiled politely and nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." She took the initiative to help the two of them out, "Just call me the Crown Prince's Consort."

Zhao Jingcheng looked at Wan Sutong with great gratitude, "Please come in, Princess." Then he looked at Zhao Jinghua, "My brother will take care of you, Prince Lin."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua curled his lips slightly, bowed and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness." Then he followed Zhao Jingyu into the main hall.

"The Crown Prince's wife's medical skills are truly amazing. My aunt was awake for much longer yesterday than usual."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong lowered his head humbly and said, "Your Highness, thank you for your praise. It's not that my medical skills are great, but the queen has accepted the fact. With my treatment, she is gradually recovering." However, although Wan Sutong looks very calm on the surface, the villain in his heart is already jumping up and down with joy.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw the Concubine Chen sitting on the swing. She was wearing a pear yellow waist-length skirt and had a hint of innocence in her eyes. When she saw Wan Sutong, she jumped off the swing and asked, "Who is this sister?"

Wan Sutong felt bitter when she heard this, and then she looked at Zhao Jingcheng. Zhao Jingcheng sighed, raised his left hand to cover his mouth, and whispered in Wan Sutong's ear, "Chen Liangdi"

Wan Sutong nodded and knelt down to salute. "My name is Wan Sutong and I'm here to check on Chen Liangdi's pulse."

The concubine nodded slightly childishly at this moment, then walked forward and took Wan Sutong's hand, "Sister Sutong, come in with me."

Wan Sutong glanced at Zhao Jingcheng and sent him a message, "Leave it to me, don't worry." Then she followed the Concubine Chen into the house.

After arriving at the house, Wan Sutong asked Concubine Chen to sit on the couch, then raised her hand to check her pulse. Noticing that Concubine Chen's pulse had stabilized a lot, Wan Sutong lowered her eyes and thought about how to coax Concubine Chen to agree to acupuncture. After a while, she chuckled and slowly said, "Liang Di, do you often have headaches and can't sleep at night?"

Chen Fei nodded repeatedly and anxiously held Wan Sutong's wrist. "What should we do?"

Wan Sutong patted Chen Fei's hand in a soothing manner and said, "Don't worry, Concubine Liang. You can trust me."

Chen Fei hummed and looked at Wan Sutong with sparkling eyes, "I believe it"

Wan Sutong smiled and helped Chen Fei lie down. "Okay, lie down and I'll give you acupuncture." After that, she took out an acupuncture bag, walked to the top of Chen Fei's head, opened the acupuncture bag, and bent down to give Chen Fei acupuncture. After the first needle fell, Wan Sutong whispered, "Does it hurt?"

The concubine shook her head slightly, "It hurts a little bit." Wan Sutong raised her hand to straighten the concubine's head, "Don't move."

The concubine hummed and spoke in an innocent tone, "I know, don't worry, sister."

Wan Sutong sighed in her heart. After an incense stick of time, Wan Sutong carefully pulled out the silver needle. Looking at the sleeping Concubine Chen, Wan Sutong's eyes were sore. After putting away the silver needle, she went to the bed to get the quilt, covered Concubine Chen with it, and turned to leave.

When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Jingcheng still waiting outside. When he saw Wan Sutong coming out of the room, he hurriedly asked what happened.

Wan Sutong turned around, closed the door and nodded, "Go to sleep. If you don't get stimulated again, it won't be like this the next day."

Zhao Jingcheng was so excited at this moment that he seemed like Concubine Chen, his mother. "Do you need medicine?"

Wan Sutong nodded and then waved her sleeves. A desk appeared in front of her. On the desk were the four treasures of the study and Qingtuan squatting on the desk.

Zhao Jingcheng asked in confusion, "What is this?" He saw Qingtuan squatting next to the inkstone, then he picked up the teacup with his two front paws and poured some water into the inkstone, then he picked up the ink stick and started to grind ink for Wan Sutong. After a while, Qingtuan put down the ink stick and picked up the brush from the side, dipped it in ink and handed it to Wan Sutong.

Wan Sutong took the brush and thought for a moment before she started writing. After a while, she put the brush on the pen holder. Qingtuan walked forward, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard at the rice paper with the prescription written on it.

Wan Sutong nodded, holding the rice paper in her left hand and handed it to Zhao Jingcheng. She waved her right sleeve and the desk in front of her, along with the green ball, was taken back to her spiritual sea in an instant. "Take it twice a day for three consecutive days."

Zhao Jingcheng took the prescription and nodded in amazement. "Okay."

Wan Sutong looked at his expression and smiled proudly, "My pet is not an ordinary rabbit."

Zhao Jingcheng suddenly realized and nodded, "No wonder."

Wan Sutong chuckled and lowered her head slightly. "If Your Highness doesn't believe in this prescription, you can ask any doctor to take a look."

Zhao Jingcheng shook his head repeatedly. "The Crown Prince's Consort is a disciple of the genius doctor Gu Ming. I trust her." Wan Sutong smiled and didn't answer.

At this time, Feng Ming was lying leisurely on a rocking chair in the courtyard of Lan'an City Villa, holding the sleeping cat in her arms. She crossed her legs and looked at a comic book she had exchanged from 0533. She let go of the cat and picked up a large cup of Coke on the table beside her, and drank it up.

After drinking it all, Feng Ming put the glass and comic book back on the table. "It would be better if it was chilled. It would be delicious with ice cubes." After saying that, she stretched her waist and said, "Oh, it feels good~"

At this time, the cat slowly opened its round eyes, stretched its waist and kicked its hind legs hard, leaving Feng Ming's arms, then jumped high in the air, shook its head and ears, and ran quickly in the yard before jumping into Feng Ming's arms again, "Master, I'm here!"

"Fuck, that hurts!" The impact of the cat landing on Feng Ming's abdomen was no less than a punch in the abdomen, so much so that she blurted out swear words.

Seeing this, the cat squatted on Feng Ming's belly and licked its two front paws with its tongue. Then, it slowly washed its furry little face with its front paws, trying to cover up its embarrassment.

Feng Ming chuckled and hugged Maomao in his arms, "Okay, I forgive you." Upon hearing this, Maomao immediately stopped washing her face, carefully moved to Feng Ming's chest, and licked Feng Ming's cheek with her little tongue, "Master, you are so nice."

Feng Ming raised his hand and touched the cat's head. "Next time, jump onto the rocking chair first, then jump onto me." Then he patted the cat's back and said, "Go play."

"Okay~" Maomao jumped off the rocking chair again and hopped towards the bushes not far away.

Feng Ming looked sideways and saw the cat jumping in the grass, twisting its head and butt in the air at the same time, looking extremely happy.

Feng Ming smiled as he was about to pick up the comic book beside him when he heard the cat scream, "Master! There's a snake!" Then it quickly returned to Feng Ming's arms.

Feng Ming frowned slightly and hugged the trembling cat tightly, then he transformed his sword and walked towards the bushes not far away.