After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

She lowered her voice and scolded in a serious tone, "Keep your voice down! Do you know what 'no' means? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Qinghe blinked her big innocent eyes and nodded innocently.

"I know," she leaned close to Xie Mishuang and said mysteriously, "Aunt Xin said that men and women should exercise when sleeping in bed. Aunt Xin said that this tests a man's waist strength."

Xie Mishuang held his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Why did Xin Yan tell Qinghe everything!

"You," Xie Mishuang patted Qinghe's head in a serious tone, "you are not young anymore, it's time to find you a husband."

When Qinghe heard this, she immediately became anxious and quickly waved her hand to refuse.

"Miss!" She looked at Xie Mishuang pitifully, "Qinghe is still young, she can follow you for the rest of your life!"

Xie Mishuang looked at her pitiful appearance and didn't say much, but decided to look for a partner for her from today on.

"Aunt Zhang, please help me watch the heat of this bowl of medicinal food. Remember to simmer it over low heat and send it to my room in two hours." Xie Mishuang handed the exquisite porcelain cup in his hand to Aunt Zhang in the kitchen and instructed her carefully.

Aunt Zhang took the porcelain cup with a smile, "Don't worry, Princess, I will remember it."

Only then did Xie Mishuang feel at ease and took Qinghe out of the kitchen.

The master and servant returned to Tingzhu Garden, chatting and laughing all the way.

Xie Mishuang recalled the scene when he took Ouyang Jing's pulse today, and thought to himself that it seemed that his medical skills were still not good enough. It took him a long time to find his pulse.

No, she has to hurry up and improve her medical skills.

After returning to the room, Xie Mishuang plunged into the pile of medical books.

Qinghe was grinding the medicine for her obediently, and from time to time she would curiously look at the contents of the medical book.

"Miss, these words are so difficult to understand. Can you really understand them all?" Qinghe looked at Xie Mishuang with admiration.

Xie Mishuang smiled and closed the medical book. "Of course I can understand it. If you don't believe me, let me test you."

As she spoke, she began to point to the acupuncture points on the medical book and asked Qinghe to find them on her body.

Qing He didn't understand any of this, and was made to giggle by Xie Mishuang's pointing at her.

"Miss, it's so itchy, please stop clicking." Qinghe laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.

Xie Mishuang was also amused by her. He put down the medical book and rubbed her head. "Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore."

However, while the master and servant were playing, rumors about the prince's "incompetence" spread like wildfire in the prince's mansion.

On this day, Li Zhong was inspecting the Prince's Mansion as usual. When he passed by the garden, he heard a whisper coming from behind the rockery.

"Hey, have you heard? It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is... not able to do it."

"Real or false? How do you know?"

"I heard from Miss Qinghe that the Crown Princess personally treated him."

"Oh my god, is this true? Wouldn't the Crown Princess be very pitiful?"

When Li Zhong heard this, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He slammed the rockery hard, making a loud noise.

The two maids who were gossiping were frightened and immediately fell to their knees.

"Commander Li... Please spare my life. We will never dare to do it again."

Li Zhong looked at them coldly, "Tell me, who spread these rumors?"

One of the maids replied timidly, "Reply...Reply to Commander Li, it was...it was Miss Qinghe, the maidservant beside the Crown Princess, who said that."

Li Zhong was stunned. How did Qinghe know that His Highness “couldn’t”?

Could it be that the Crown Princess said that?

No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn’t like women before. Is it really that he is not good at this?

No, he has to find Mr. Li to treat His Highness properly.

When Li Zhong thought of this, he no longer cared about holding the two maids accountable and hurried to the West Courtyard.

"Mr. Li, please come with me quickly. His Highness..." Li Zhong said anxiously as he pulled Mr. Li out.

Mr. Li was confused by his flustered appearance. "What's wrong, Your Highness? Please speak slowly."

"Oh, Mr. Li, please don't ask any more questions. This is an extremely urgent matter." Li Zhong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Li didn't dare to ask any more questions and had to follow him hurriedly to the prince's bedroom.

Along the way, Li Zhong did not forget to remind Mr. Li, "Mr. Li, His Highness is always very concerned about his reputation. You must not say it directly later, otherwise my life will be in danger."

Mr. Li stroked his beard and laughed, "I understand, don't worry."

Li Zhong took a deep breath, walked to the door of the study, and gently knocked on the mahogany door carved with auspicious cloud patterns.

"Boom boom boom——"

The knock on the door was particularly clear outside the quiet study.

"Come in."

A cold voice came from the study, without a trace of warmth.

Li Zhong quickly opened the door, bowed and walked in, followed closely by Mr. Li.

Ouyang Jing was sitting at his desk reviewing memorials. When he heard the voice, he didn't even look up and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Li Zhong secretly looked up at Ouyang Jing, only to see that he looked normal, with no sign of anything unusual.

But the more this happened, the more nervous Li Zhong became.

He said with a stiff upper lip, "Your Highness, you have been overworked recently. I took the liberty of asking Mr. Li to come and take your pulse. I beg your forgiveness."

As he spoke, Li Zhong carefully observed the changes in Ouyang Jing's expression.

Ouyang Jing finally put down the memorial in his hand and looked up at Li Zhong with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

His eyes swept across Li Zhong and fell on Mr. Li behind him.

"Mr. Li?" Ouyang Jing asked indifferently.

Mr. Li quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "I greet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Ouyang Jing nodded slightly and said calmly, "No need to be polite."

"Mr. Li, please." Ouyang Jing stretched out his hand, motioning Mr. Li to take his pulse.

Mr. Li walked over to Ouyang Jing, put his hand on his wrist, and carefully took his pulse.

Li Zhong watched nervously from the side, not daring to breathe.

Mr. Li frowned slightly, his expression solemn.

Li Zhong's heart began to lift. Could it be that the Crown Prince's illness was really serious?

After a moment, Mr. Li released his hand, stood up, and said, "Your Highness is in good health, but he has been overly tired recently. Please take care of your health."

Li Zhong was stunned for a moment and looked at Mr. Li with a questioning look on his face.

Is this over?

No need to prescribe a prescription or just give some medicine?

Ouyang Jing nodded calmly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li."

Li Zhong quickly asked, "Mr. Li, what kind of prescription do you need to prescribe for His Highness?"

As he asked, he winked at Mr. Li frantically.

Mr. Li stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Not yet. Just rest more, Your Highness."

Li Zhong was even more confused. Doesn't this disease require a prescription to be treated?

Ouyang Jing saw Li Zhong's abnormal behavior clearly. He waved his hand and signaled Mr. Li to leave first.

After Mr. Li left, Ouyang Jing looked at Li Zhong and asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, what's going on?"