The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Bai Yulang was taken aback for a moment, pursed his bitten lips, and immediately understood what Lu Chimo meant.

He blushed and said, "We just came back..."

"So, you don't want to?" Lu Chimo asked back.

"no……"

Lu Chimo smiled: "It doesn't matter."

Then he directly reached out his hand to fish it, and pulled Bai Yulang into his arms.

The next day, when Lu Chimo went to see Yuan Qingshan, Yuan Qingshan saw him coming alone and asked, "Where's Yulang?"

"It hurts, I didn't get up." Lu Chimo replied succinctly.

Yuan Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The teacher is just talking, you really took him back to teach him a lesson? Don't you love him the most, why are you willing to teach him?"

Lu Chimo looked at Yuan Qingshan's distressed expression, and replied: "It's heartache, but he said something wrong, and he still needs to be taught a lesson. Didn't the master say that, leave him alone, he will turn the world upside down."

"Then, is he okay?" Yuan Qingshan pretended to go and see Bai Yulang.

In the end, Lu Chimo stopped him and said, "Master, don't worry, can this disciple still be careless?"

Yuan Qingshan thought about it, too, Lu Chimo has always been very measured in his work.

On the other side, Feng Muting and Su Fuliu were still on their way.

Along the way, Su Fuliu was very nervous.

Thinking about what to do when he sees Yuan Qingshan and is recognized by him.

Feng Muting looked at his uneasy look, and became more and more curious about what he could know when he returned to Guichen.

Is it possible to directly know the things that Su Fuliu didn't want to mention?

After driving for a few days, I finally arrived at Guichen.

"Fu Liu, we're here." Feng Muting said softly.

Su Fuliu's heart tightened: "Are... are you here?"

"En." Feng Moting went over and hugged him.

Su Fuliu immediately said: "Your Highness, let me help you in, carry me in, I'm afraid it will cause criticism."

"Who dares to criticize this king?" Feng Muting asked back, and then carried Su Fuliu off the carriage.

He looked up and saw the word "Return to Chen" engraved on the tall stone plaque.

At this time, Lu Chimo was playing chess with Yuan Qingshan, and Bai Yulang was watching, and when they learned that Feng Muting brought Su Fuliu to seek medical treatment, the three of them were startled.

"Please come in," Yuan Qingshan said.

"Yes."

Bai Yulang said: "Prince Ting brought Su Fuliu to seek medical treatment? What kind of doctor did he seek? Could it be that he asked Master to fetch him a pipa hook?"

"I'll see you later, I'll know." Lu Chimo replied.

After a while, Feng Muting came in with Su Fuliu in his arms.

When Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang saw them, they were stunned.

Bai Yulang muttered in a low voice: "These two are wearing bright red clothes, and they brought in their arms. Those who didn't know thought they were carrying a bride into the bridal chamber."

When Lu Chimo heard what he said, he glanced at him, and then at Feng Muting.

After Feng Muting came in, he put Su Fuliu down, and then helped him to sit down.

Those few were doctors, so they could tell at a glance that Su Fuliu had a problem with his eyes.

Lu Chimo asked: "Why did Mr. Su suddenly lose his eyesight?"

"That's why this king brought him to you and asked you to take a look for him." Feng Muting replied.

After Yuan Qingshan saw Su Fuliu, he couldn't help being surprised, it really was Xiao Shijing.

Feng Muting also noticed the old man while he was speaking, presumably he was the divine doctor Su Fuliu was talking about, looking at his expression, he really knew Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu couldn't see anything, only heard their voices, and when Lu Chimo asked, he replied: "It should be related to the injury on the back of my head. I was hit hard on the back of the head before, and the hard hit The place was injured before, so the combination of new and old injuries made me lose my eyesight."

"Really, let me take a look." Lu Chimo said, then walked over to check Su Fuliu's wound. After checking the wound, he looked at his eyes, and finally felt his pulse.

Feng Muting asked: "How? Can his eyes recover?"