After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

"Miss! Miss!" Aya's worried voice rang in her ears. She came back to her senses and saw Aya's anxious face. She forced a smile and said, "I'm fine."

"Are you really okay?" Aya obviously didn't believe it. She saw with her own eyes that the young lady's face suddenly changed after hearing Kaiquan's words. It was an indescribable complex emotion, like shock, anger, and... fear?

Xie Mishuang took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, and said in a calm tone: "It's really okay, Aya, Doctor Li will be here for the next few days, please treat him well."

"Doctor Li?" Aya was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became excited.

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sudden sound outside the door.

"What? Doctor Li is coming to see patients?"

"Is this true? That's great! My mother's illness can finally be cured!"

"Hurry up, let's get in line, or we'll miss out if we're late!"

……

When the people who had dispersed heard the news, they rushed back like a tide and surrounded the entrance of the clinic.

Some of them are patients who are sincerely seeking medical treatment, some are victims who have been deceived by Kaiquan, but more are people who are attracted by the reputation of Dr. Li.

"This..." Aya was stunned when she saw the dark crowd in front of her.

Xie Mishuang hadn't expected this to happen, but she quickly calmed down and said to Aya, "You go and maintain order. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, she turned and went into the inner hall. After a while, she changed into a plain dress and simply tied up her hair, securing it with a wooden hairpin. She looked elegant and refined.

When she appeared in front of everyone again, the noisy crowd instantly quieted down.

With so many people here, it seems she will have to sit in the clinic with the master to see the patients.

She walked straight to the table and sat down, then said to everyone, "If you are sick, please line up and come forward one by one."

Seeing that the Crown Princess was actually consulting with the doctor herself, they thought that since she was a disciple of Divine Doctor Li, she should be able to do the job. They quickly transferred half of the team from Divine Doctor Li to Xie Mishuang...

As night falls, the lanterns in the clinic light up one by one, adding a touch of warmth to the bustling night.

Xie Mishuang finally sent the last patient away. She rubbed her sore shoulders and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Miss, Doctor Li, you have worked hard." Aya handed a cup of hot tea to her and Doctor Li, her face full of heartache and admiration.

Xie Mishuang took the teacup, took a sip, and the warm tea flowed down his throat into his stomach, dispelling his fatigue.

Soon, Xie Mishuang returned to the Prince's Mansion.

After a while, Qing He came to Xie Mi Shuang and bowed respectfully, "Miss, are you looking for me?"

Xie Mishuang looked at the honest and loyal maid in front of her, and the little girl who always followed her and called her "Miss, Miss" with a smile appeared in her mind.

"Qinghe, I remember your aunt was once my mother's personal maid, right?"

Qing He was slightly taken aback, as if she had not expected the young lady to ask this out of the blue. She lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Yes, young lady. But my aunt...she...died of illness not long after the young lady was born."

"Died of illness?" Xie Mishuang frowned slightly. "What disease did he have? Why did he pass away so suddenly?"

A trace of panic flashed across Qing He's eyes, but she quickly concealed it. "I'm not too sure, but I heard from my family that my aunt had an acute illness and didn't make it..."

Xie Mishuang looked at her flickering eyes, and her doubts grew even stronger. However, she did not continue to ask, but simply said lightly: "I understand, you can go down first. Tomorrow, you can take some time to go back to your house and help me find out about your aunt. The more detailed the better."

"Yes, Miss." Qinghe responded respectfully.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps outside the door. Xie Mishuang raised his head alertly and looked towards the door.

"Who?"

A tall figure appeared at the door. Under the dim light, his expression could not be seen clearly, but his sharp eyes were staring at the direction Qinghe left with a barely perceptible scrutiny.

"Li Zhong?" Xie Mishuang recognized him and frowned slightly. "Why are you here? What are your instructions?"

Li Zhong retracted his gaze, turned to look at Xie Mishuang, and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince asked me to ask you how you plan to deal with Shang Zhize's matter?"

Xie Mishuang heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Where is Shang Zhize now?"

"Your Majesty, Shang Zhize is being held in a secret room. I will take you there right away."

"No need." Xie Mishuang said coldly, "I don't want to see him. Now that the Shang family has fallen, there is no point for him to stay here. Send him to the Dali Temple and reunite with his parents."

A hint of surprise flashed across Li Zhong's eyes, but he quickly lowered his head and replied, "Yes, I understand."

Li Zhong responded in a deep voice and turned to leave, but the moment he stepped out of the room, he couldn't help but look back, and his eyes swept over Qinghe inconspicuously.

Qinghe seemed to sense something and looked up suddenly. Their eyes met. A barely perceptible panic flashed in Li Zhong's eyes. Qinghe lowered her eyes hurriedly like a frightened deer, with a blush on her cheeks.

Xie Mishuang keenly caught the lightning-fast eye contact between the two, and immediately became eager to join in.

"Qinghe, what's going on between you and Li Zhong?" Xie Mishuang asked calmly.

Qing He hesitated for a long time before finally squeezing out a sentence: "My Lady, it's...it's nothing..."

"Nothing? Then what did the flirting you guys did just now mean?" Xie Mishuang pressed on, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"I...I didn't..." Qinghe shook her head in panic, but the more she explained, the worse it got.

"Qinghe, you have followed me for so many years, don't I know you? Tell me, what happened?" Xie Mishuang's tone softened with a bit of comfort.

Qing He bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind. She took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, I...I overheard Zhang Hu and Li Zhong discussing me yesterday..."

"Oh? What did they say?" Xie Mishuang immediately became interested, and the fire of gossip burned fiercely.

Qing He's cheeks turned even redder, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Zhang Hu said...that I am his type. He plans to choose a time to express his feelings to me, and asked Li Zhong to give him some advice..."

"And then?" Xie Mishuang pressed on, already imagining a fantastic love triangle in her mind.

"Then..." Qing He paused, as if it was difficult to speak, "Li Zhong... Li Zhong..."

"What happened next is that Li Zhong was unwilling to help Zhang Hu, so Zhang Hu guessed that Li Zhong liked you too, and then Li Zhong remained silent, and finally said no, and then agreed to help Zhang Hu pursue you, so you are angry now?" Xie Mishuang couldn't help but guess.