His face was still a little pale, and more than that, there was faint sweat rolling down his forehead.

The weather is a bit cold today, and the temperature in the Imperial Academy is not high, so why are you sweating?

Yun Hu said: "Mr. Li is not feeling well?"

As he spoke, his eyes wandered to Li Zhongqiao's stomach, and he said, "Stomach pain?"

Li Zhongqiao clasped his hands and said, "Baye forgive me, I lost my temper, it's true... It's true that I have some stomach pains, but it's just an old problem."

Regardless of Li Zhongqiao's young age, stomach pain is a long-standing problem, so he didn't take it seriously.

Yunhu was a little surprised. Li Zhongqiao drank a big bowl of pork belly and chicken soup and ate a big bowl of rice at the house yesterday, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. How could a stomachache be an old problem?

Yunxu was worried that he had nothing to talk about, and said: "Stomach pain is not a trivial matter. Mr. Li has stomach problems at such a young age, and it will leave a root cause in the long run."

Yunyu said again: "I'll send someone to call the imperial physician to take your pulse and take care of your stomach disease."

Li Zhongqiao waved his hands again and again, and said: "This can't be done, I'm a lowly official, how can I waste Ba Ye's precious time?"

Yunxu said "sincerely": "I treat you as a friend, how can it be a delay? Besides, I have nothing to do, so it is not a delay."

Li Zhongqiao has always been excluded in the Imperial Academy, and his father Qingyun has been promoted too quickly, many people are jealous of their family, Li Zhongqiao's temper is not as strong as Li Guangdi, he seems to be a good scholar, naturally there are many people He rushed to bully Li Zhongqiao.

Li Zhongqiao has never been cared for like this before, a small Q version emoji suddenly appeared on the top of his head, and two small erected ears, shaking vigorously, big eyes with tear bubbles, moved to tears.

Yunxu thought to himself, that's right, that's it, it's not difficult at all to get close to Li Zhongqiao first.

As he thought about it, he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember exactly what he had forgotten.

at the same time.

The fourth master Yinzhen was waiting for Yunxi's pork belly and chicken soup in the mansion. It was almost noon, but Yunxi did not come over. He agreed to deliver the pork belly and chicken soup that had been cooking all night at noon today. Where is he?

"Fourth Master." The servant came forward to answer.

Yinzhen waited anxiously, but his face was calm, he even held a book in his hand, and said calmly: "How is it, is Ba Ye coming to the mansion soon?"

"This..." The servant said in embarrassment: "Return to Fourth Master's words, Eighth Master...Eighth Master went to the Imperial Academy, but didn't come here."

Yinzhen: "..." What about the pork belly and chicken soup?

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