The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

Lin Chengyu has been living in Xuanzheng Mansion these days. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He eats well, sleeps well, and grows very fast.

His happiness was accompanied by the non-negligible complication of growing taller.

Leg pain.

He was in so much pain every night that he groaned and groaned, which made Xuan Zheng anxious and angry. Even after calling the imperial physician several times, it was of no use.

He was so anxious that he was running around in circles, and Lin Chengyu felt dizzy from being shaken around by him.

It's already uncomfortable, and your legs feel uncomfortable no matter where you put them, so you're forced to walk here and there.

"Can you sit for a while? You're making me uncomfortable."

Xuan Zheng immediately ran to the bedside and massaged the patient's legs while saying, "They are all mediocre doctors who only work for a living. They are proud of their medical skills and think they are the reincarnation of Hua Tuo and Bian Que. But when we really need them, they say a lot of nonsense, but none of them is useful."

Lin Chengyu asked him to change his legs, and then he changed to a more comfortable position, and then he said, "Growing is inevitable."

Xuan Zheng said angrily: "They are useless."

Perhaps Xuan Zheng's technique was too good, Lin Chengyu fell asleep while talking.

Xuan Zheng took off his shirt, stuffed him into the quilt, and quietly walked out the door.

Fourteen followed behind him and said, "The old lady of the Jia family sent someone to say that she missed her grandson and asked the young master to go back and stay for a few days."

The bright moonlight made Xuan Zheng look even more stern. "Missing your grandson? Ha! You can fool a fool with this."

Fourteen was also indignant, "That's right, this old lady has asked Jia Baoyu to come here many times, just to let him rely on the friendship between you and the young master to build some relationship, and she thinks no one can see it."

It was mainly these few times. Every time she just said that she missed her grandson and asked Jia Baoyu to send some things. No one could say anything, and who could say that she didn't love her grandson?

Only Jia Baoyu is a weakling. Every time he comes, he just puts his things down and leaves.

Xuan Zheng asked him: "What did you say?"

Fourteen chuckled, very pleased with himself, "I only said that the prince and the young master have similar personalities and have become close friends. Now is the time when they are inseparable. The young master will go back in a few days."

After saying this, he looked at the satisfied look on his prince's face and couldn't help but feel even more proud.

It turned out that I was the one who understood the prince the best. I deserved to be named the world's number one secret guard, and no one could compare to me.

After Xuan Zheng returned to the room, Lin Chengyu's quilt had been kicked away, revealing a pair of legs as white as jade and with beautiful lines pressed on the quilt, which looked particularly beautiful.

But when he looked up, Lin Chengyu's face was still childish, and the evil thoughts in Xuan Zheng's heart were immediately washed away as if by a basin of cold water.

He smiled bitterly, took off his clothes quietly and lay down.

He is still a child, and he still has a lot to endure.

A few days later, news came from Grandmother Jia that she was ill and wanted to see her grandson.

After hearing this, Lin Chengyu did not even have time to eat breakfast and asked someone to harness the carriage.

Xuan Zheng was very calm. The old lady was sick and wanted to see her grandson. He couldn't say anything emotionally or logically, so he helped Lin Chengyu dress like a virtuous young wife.

Lin Chengyu rode non-stop all the way, and after arriving at the Jia Mansion, he went straight to Grandmother Jia's courtyard.

But the next moment he entered and saw Lady Jia, he fell silent.

What kind of illness do you mean? You're obviously pretending to be sick.

Inside the house, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and other daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law were taking care of the sick, and each of them looked extremely filial.

Grandmother Jia was leaning on the couch, her cheeks and lips were pale. Lin Chengyu had excellent eyesight, but she could only force herself to ignore the powder on her face and asked with concern, "Have you asked the imperial physician to take a look?"

Yuanyang said, "The imperial physician came to see me and said that I was too worried. He prescribed some medicine and asked someone to prepare it."

"That's good." Lin Chengyu sat on the edge of the couch, and his reticence made Jia's mother speechless for a moment.

Shouldn’t we ask why we worry too much?

Is that all?!

Originally, Lady Jia had not been feeling unwell, but now she was really feeling a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that she kept sighing, Lin Chengyu asked someone to check whether the medicine was ready.

"Grandma, you need to relax, only then can your illness get better." Lin Chengyu's pair of clear big eyes were free of distractions. He looked like a good child who was ignorant of the world and considerate of his elders.

Grandmother Jia forced a smile and said, "Good child, your grandmother has something on her mind, how can you relax?"

Except for Mrs. Wang who understood, everyone else was confused and had no idea what the old lady wanted to say.

There were many people in the room at that time, and Lin Chengyu did not respond. Even if Lady Jia wanted to say something, it was not easy for her to say it in front of so many people.

Relying on a young man from another family to help the eldest daughter of the family rise to prominence, it would be inappropriate to have too many people listening to this.

She coughed twice and said, "You all go away. I want to have a private conversation with Chengyu."

Afterwards, the maids were also driven out.

A hint of suspicion flashed across Wang Xifeng's eyes, and she followed Mrs. Xing out.

Mrs. Wang deliberately slowed down a few steps, and after everyone had left, she turned back and said, "I think the old lady is old, and Chengyu is a child, so they definitely don't know how to serve her, so I will stay and take care of her."

Grandmother Jia glanced at her and said nothing.

Lin Chengyu looked at the eye contact between the two of them and had some guesses in her mind.

The reason why he was called back today was either for Jia Yuanchun in the palace or for Jia Baoyu.

Grandmother Jia patted Lin Chengyu's hand, her eyes swept across the jade pendant on his waist, and finally fell on his clothes.

"This cloth doesn't look like it comes from home." Grandmother Jia reached out and touched it, feeling confused and puzzled. This was clearly a tribute.

Lin Chengyu looked down and said stupidly, "I don't understand this either. These are all gifts from the prince."

Mrs. Wang was envious and jealous. She thought that if Baoyu and Prince Linhuai were on good terms, all these things would belong to her precious son.

Grandmother Jia looked at his handsome face. He was her daughter's only son. She didn't want to take advantage of him, but for the sake of the Jia family, she had no choice.

Mrs. Wang saw some hesitation on Lady Jia's pale face and was so anxious that she was about to burst into anger.

Fortunately, Grandmother Jia hesitated for only a moment, and then continued, "Chengyu, what do you think of the Jia family's current situation?"

Lin Chengyu said: "It is extremely prosperous."

"Yes, it is extremely prosperous." Jia's mother looked dazed, as if she had done everything she could to save the family but was powerless to do anything. Anyone who saw this would be moved. She said, "After I leave, the Jia family will no longer be a Duke's Mansion. Do you still think it is extremely prosperous?"

Lin Chengyu wanted to say that it was because the Jia family couldn’t find someone to take the lead now, and it had nothing to do with him, so there was no point in kidnapping him.

"But compared to many people, the Jia family is already out of reach," he said.

But what Grandmother Jia wants is not what is out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people.