Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

After a while, the old doctor glanced at Ji Shuli and sighed, "Hey, you are so young..."

Ji Shuli:!

【What's going on? 】

【Am I going to die? 】

Dingbeihou:? ? ?

[This tone... isn't quite right! 】

Aunt Shen:? ! !

[Happiness doesn’t come so suddenly, does it? 】

Sang Qingjiu raised his eyes to look at Ji Shuli, observing his slightly pale and frail face, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

【No way? Is this guy so unlucky? 】

The old doctor ignored what these people thought, sighed again, and looked at Ji Shuli regretfully, "From now on, you can eat whatever you want."

As soon as these words came out, several people's hearts trembled wildly.

"Doctor, what's wrong with me?"

Ji Shuli couldn't help asking eagerly.

The old doctor took out a pen and paper from the medicine box, thought for a moment and then paused, "You, hey~ you have a disease of the willow tree! I can't cure it. No one in the world can cure it."

Anyway, after everything was said, the old doctor simply threw the jar into the pot, and then said, "Looking at your pulse, you still have half a year at most."

"By the way, I would like to remind you that this disease is contagious..."

Before he finished speaking, the group of people surrounding Ji Shuli all took a few steps back.

"As long as we don't eat together and have less contact, the infection won't be too high." The old doctor went on to explain.

Ji Shuli's eyes widened, and his eyes had lost their sparkle.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

Suddenly, he shook his head violently, "How could I have such a disease? Did you misdiagnose it? I have always kept myself clean. I have never even been to a brothel. I..."

"Second Young Master, your new concubine is a brothel girl."

Aunt Shen applied the knife softly and weakly.

Hearing this, Marquis Dingbei silently took two steps back.

"But Cuiliu is clean! She has never served anyone else!"

This is the first time Ji Shuli has touched a woman in his life.

He didn't expect that just this time, he would lose his life.

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose and looked at Yuzhu calmly.

be nice~

At first, she just asked Yuzhu to find a brothel girl and send her to Ji Shuli.

Good thing Yuzhu, this is sending a time bomb directly!

Seeing this, Yuzhu blinked innocently——

Miss, it has nothing to do with being a slave.

When the slave girl went to choose someone, Cuiliu was the most beautiful, charming and good at seducing people. How did the slave girl know that she actually had a heart disease?

"Impossible, impossible!"

Ji Shuli shook his head in disbelief, "You show it to Cuiliu again, you show it to Cuiliu!"

She's not sick.

You must be fine!

It's a misdiagnosis! ! !

Ji Shuli called Cuiliu.

Cuiliu didn't know what was going on, so she went out with a smile.

The old doctor took his pulse and sighed again, "This girl only has three or four months to live."

"Doctor, who are you cursing?"

Cui Liuman asked unhappily.

"Cuiliu, before me, were you having an easy time with other men?"

Ji Shuli asked coldly.

Hearing this, Cuiliu looked panicked, then looked at him pitifully and shook her head, "No, I have been with you from the beginning to the end."

Ji Shuli used to like this.

But now, he slapped him in the face, "Tell the truth!"

"I don't have it. I really don't have it."

Cuiliu cried aggrievedly.

Ji Shuli slapped him again in anger.

After several consecutive slaps, Cuiliu covered her red and swollen face and nodded intermittently, "Master~ I am from Hualou. How can I still be a pure husband at this age~"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Shuli froze completely.

He stood there unable to move as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a long while, he fell to the ground.

Dingbei Hou held his breath after watching this farce, and sent someone to send the old doctor out first, and gave him a large sum of money to seal his seal.

Then he waved his sleeves angrily and said, "Come here, the second young master is suddenly ill and can't get up from bed. I have sealed the courtyard and no one is allowed to come in or out."

After saying that, he glanced at Ji Shuli with extremely complicated eyes, turned around and left.

Chilling.

How chilling!

He spent the most time and energy on Ji Shuli, hoping that he would bring the Hou Mansion to a new level.

The results of it?

He actually contracted a disease because of a woman!

It seems that the Dingbei Marquis Mansion must be handed over to Ji Chenzhou... But Ji Chenzhou has to move to Prince Li's Mansion again. What if he becomes a marquis based on his own ability in the future?

Damn!

So worried!

Marquis Dingbei was so angry that he didn't know who to target, so he finally went into the study to light incense and write, hoping to calm down.

In the end, a stack of paper was torn into pieces.

Aunt Shen, on the other hand, glanced at Sang Qingjiu with fear and fear.

This woman is so vicious!

She originally thought that Sang Qingjiu's role in arranging Cuiliu was to corrode Ji Shuli's fighting spirit, disrupt his heart, and subtly make Dingbei Hou disappointed in him.

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it...

This woman was here for Ji Shuli's life.

Or contracting a heart disease is a useless way to die.

Ji Shuli was completely embarrassed.

Cruel, she must be ruthless!

Sang Qingjiu noticed Aunt Shen's eyes and wanted to explain, but didn't know how.

Forget it.

It's just what she did.

She turned her head and slowly returned to her yard with Yuzhu.

"Something you can't help but play with."

Sang Qingjiu cursed secretly in his heart.

Ji Shuli collapsed so quickly, and without Ji Chenzhou around, what else could she do?

1199: ...

Tell the truth.

Facing an opponent like its host, these protagonists must have done so much evil in their previous lives.

But 1199 didn't dare to say anything.

I'm afraid that the host will mess with it later.

At the same time, Ji Chenzhou slowly walked out of the interrogator's prison and patted his dusty clothes.

The moonlight stretched his shadow very long.

It is so long that it is connected to the darkness of the prison.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "I wonder if Jiu'er is asleep now?"

This mess in Guangfu is finally over!

Set off back to Beijing tomorrow!

Early the next morning, a group of officials from Guangfu who used to be high and mighty were locked in narrow cages and sent all the way to the capital.

Prince Ming is among them, still sitting in the C seat.

Ji Chenzhou casually threw a piece of steamed bun that was not very clean and said, "Eat it, the emperor wants to see you alive."

"Pooh!"

Prince Ming spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, "You are the lackey of the Dog Emperor, and you will die a happy death!"

The blood foam accidentally spat onto the sachet worn by Ji Chenzhou's waist.

damn it.

Jiu'er sewed this sachet for him overnight before leaving, but now it was stained.

Ji Chenzhou's face turned completely gloomy instantly.

Across the cage, he forcefully pulled off Prince Ming's hair, causing the man to hold his head and roll in pain!

"It's hard to say whether I'll die or not, but you are dead."

Ji Chenzhou said coldly, loosening his hands and letting strands of hair fall to the ground.

Seeing King Ming's pain, he felt a little more comfortable.

Then he sneered sinisterly and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Wei Chen will definitely take good care of you along the way!"