The road is right under your feet

As expected of a capital city, it is overcrowded.

It would be great if there were more people. This way, there wouldn't be any worries about patients. Although everyone hopes to be free from illness and disaster, how can one avoid getting sick while living in this world?

What's more, as residents living in this place, you can see the pressure of life. Furthermore, a person's physical health is closely related to his mood.

There are many people who died of depression throughout the ages.

Most of Emperor Wu's illnesses were caused by his mood. He was too worried and stressed, which caused him to feel depressed and suffer from anxiety and insomnia.

In addition, he was exhausted from years of hard work and had a chronic illness contracted on the battlefield in his early years.

If you don't take good care of yourself and smile more often, you might die.

Bai Xing shook his head. This guy really needs to smile more.

As the saying goes: A smile makes you ten years younger; worry makes you ten years older.

At this time, Wu Qingshuang rode his horse to the window that Yun Anle had opened and said with a smile, "Sir, do you want to go to the mansion or the clinic first?"

Shirahoshi shook his head, "Just take me to where the yard is sold first."

Wu Qingshuang looked strange, "Sir, the mansion given by my father is just ahead, but do you need anything else?"

Bai Xing was stunned for a moment. He was also given a house? Didn't he receive the message?

"Then let's go to the house first."

Wu Qingshuang's face had deep dimples, and he kicked the horse's belly and jumped out.

Soon, the voice of a servant was heard outside the sedan, saying that they had arrived at the destination.

Before Bai Xing could shout, Yun Anle jumped off the sedan chair happily the moment he heard the voice.

Bai Xing smiled and shook his head, then got out of the car.

What appeared before Bai Xing was a magnificent mansion. Just by looking at the gate, one could tell that this mansion belonged to either the rich or the noble.

There are two big characters "Yun Mansion" written on it, with sharp strokes, strong yet restrained, like a sleeping tiger.

Yun Anle was extremely happy and took Bai Xing's hand and ran inside.

The whole way was filled with the sound of Yun Anle having fun.

Bai Xing's eyes were gentle. The rules in the palace were strict and it was naturally not as comfortable as outside the palace.

During this period of time, although Yun Anle didn't say anything, Bai Xing could see that he was very uncomfortable. Except when he went out with Bai Xing, he would rather stay at home and read than go out for a walk.

Bai Xing turned around and ordered, "Cuizhu, Meixiang, the two of you order people to carry the things in and pack them up."

Then he added, "Chef Li, go to the kitchen and make some lotus seed cakes and sour plum juice."

Several people responded and started working in an orderly manner.

Bai Xing was taken by Yun Anle to run around the entire yard, and he couldn't help but sigh that the yard was really too big.

It is several times larger than his Huanhui Lingju in Ze'an Town.

It's no exaggeration to say that it's a royal palace. It would be quite difficult to leave the palace from the bedroom.

But seeing Yun Anle laughing happily, Bai Xing didn't want to change houses again.

Well, the place is big and durable, so what can’t we do here?

It can still be used after a slight modification. In the future, Yun Anle will not need to leave the house for training.

Thinking of this, Bai Xing asked Qiqi to retain two adjacent bedrooms and the main hall according to the size of the house, and make some minor adjustments to everything else.

Soon, Qiqi's construction map was generated.

Bai Xing walked to a pavilion, took out paper and pen, and drew the map.

He blew dry the ink on it and nodded with satisfaction.

"Someone is coming."

Cuizhu stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Sir."

Bai Xing nodded and handed her the blueprint. "Go find someone to renovate this mansion."

Cuizhu took it, took a look at it, and looked embarrassed, "This..."

Yun Anle smiled secretly, grabbed the paper from Cuizhu's hand and waved it in front of Bai Xing.

“Master, please don’t show me your ghostly talismans. I can’t understand them.” Yun Anle laughed rudely, “Just look at mine.”

Bai Xing looked embarrassed, put his fist against his chest and coughed lightly, wishing he could pull him over and give him a beating.

Yun Anle took the paper placed aside, put it on the table in front of him, and said in a whisper: "Teacher Qiqi, I'm sorry for the trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, a panel appeared silently under the paper. Yun Anle turned his back to the green bamboo and wrote furiously...copying.

After a while, Yun Anle put down his pen and handed the blueprint of the entire painting to Cuizhu.

Cuizhu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yun Anle with respect in her eyes.

Yun Anle smiled at Bai Xing, as if asking for praise, but Bai Xing ignored him and stopped towards Cuizhu.

Cuizhu immediately understood and left with the drawings.

Bai Xing and Yun Anle were the only ones left in the pavilion.

Bai Xing grabbed Yun Anle's ear with his backhand, "Ahhh~ Master, Master, I was wrong. It hurts~"

Bai Xing reflexively let go, looking helpless, "What's wrong?"

Yun Anle lowered his head and stared at his toes, moving them uneasily, stammering and unable to explain clearly.

Bai Xing looked at him for a long time and said, "Stay here for now. Come back to me when you have figured it out. I will leave Cuizhu and Meixiang here. Tell them if you have anything to say."

Bai Xing raised his foot and stepped over Yun Anle. Yun Anle's pupils trembled violently. He reached out his hand subconsciously, but missed.

Chef Li's voice could be vaguely heard from behind, "Doctor Yun, the osmanthus cake and sour plum juice are ready. Would you like to stay for some?"

Bai Xing did not stop walking, "No, I won't be back for lunch at noon."

Chef Li uttered a few "oh" sounds and happily brought the food to Yun Anle. "Young Master, this is the osmanthus cake and sour plum juice that Doctor Yun specially asked me to make. They are both your favorites."

"You eat it." Yun Anle lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Chef Li was stunned for a moment, "Young Master, you absolutely cannot do that."

Yun Anle raised his head and looked at the gradually receding figure, expressionless, "I made the master angry."

Chef Li was speechless and consoled him, "Young Master, we servants have seen how well Doctor Yun treats you. In the palace, you are the envy of others."

Yun Anle's eyes moved slightly, "You are right, go and prepare some dishes that Master likes to eat. I will go and deliver food to Master at noon."

Chef Li agreed repeatedly and was about to leave when he paused, "Young Master, Doctor Yun didn't say where he was going. Where are you going to find him?"

"In the city, Huichun Hall."

Chef Li was totally confused. When did a Huichuntang open in this city?

......

Outside the mansion.

"Princess, do we have to keep waiting?" A-Bi couldn't help but ask.

Wu Qingshuang leaned on the horse bored, her embroidered dress fluttering in the wind. The silk ribbon on her head occasionally scratched the white fur of the horse behind her. The horse's skin twitched and it turned its head away to spit air.

A-Bi stroked the horse's fur skillfully.

"Wait a little longer." Wu Qingshuang's face was calm, and he glanced at the door from time to time.

Suddenly, Wu Qing's eyes lit up, and he jumped onto the horse. His purple hair fluttered, covering his white fur, attracting attention.

"Sir, please keep me waiting." Wu Qingshuang said with a smile.

Bai Xing was a little surprised, "Your Highness, are you waiting for me? Why don't you have someone tell them?"