Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

Chapter 47

The sky turned fish-belly white, and the light golden light expanded little by little to dispel the darkness.

The quiet street gradually became lively, the waiter pushed open the door of the inn, and stretched lazily.

"Second brother, good morning."

The young man pulling the vegetable cart came over wrapped in thin and long clothes. He wiped his sweat with a white towel around his neck, stopped and put down the cart.

"Morning, what are the good dishes today?"

The shop waiter came to the vegetable cart and randomly picked up a cabbage and weighed it.

"It's still the same as usual." The young man picked out a few purple eggplants and handed them over. "But these are freshly picked. Why don't you, my second brother... eh!"

"What’s wrong with you?!"

As soon as the shop clerk took the eggplant in his hand, he saw the young man opposite suddenly with his eyes bulging, his head tilted and he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

The men, women and children passing by stopped one after another, looking at everything in front of them with inexplicable curiosity.

"Hey you……"

The shop clerk knelt down shyly and pushed him, seeing that the man was still standing still, he stretched out his fingers timidly to probe his breath: "Ah!!!"

"Dead!"

"Dead!"

……

upstairs.

Accord.

Shu Nuo held the bowl to drink the porridge. The delicate and slightly sweet jujube glutinous rice porridge tasted fragrant but not greasy. She put down her chopsticks after eating the last bite. Seeing that Chu Jiangsu was also gracefully and slowly stopping her chopsticks to drink tea, she thought for a while and said: "I'm going back to Bianjing in a while, is the emperor still in good health?"

"It's okay." Chu Jiangsu was being served to rinse his mouth, picked up a towel placed beside the copper basin to wipe his mouth, and said, "This is probably not what I want to ask."

Shu Nuo choked up, feeling that ever since Chu Jiangsu calmed down and became stable, her little thoughts had nowhere to hide before his eyes. Sometimes she wondered if Chu Jiangsu had recovered his mind, but If it really recovers, will it be this attitude...

"What's wrong?" Chu Jiangsu noticed that she had been staring at him blankly, and suddenly said a little shyly, "Is Piao Piao looking at me like this, is he fascinated?"

Ok……

Shu Nuo turned his head indifferently and did not recover, otherwise he would not have said such disgusting words.

"I want to ask Uncle Huang, what do you think about the second brother..."

'ah! ! ! ! 'The screams from outside the window pierced the sky.

Shu Nuo and Chu Jiangsu looked at each other, then got up and went to the edge of the window to look down, more and more people surrounded them, there seemed to be a vegetable cart in the middle, and there were people lying under the cart, motionless.

"Someone died." Chu Jiangsu stood behind Shu Nuo and leaned forward slightly, his face seemed to stick to her long hair that fell down, and his hands crossed her waist to put on the window sill.

There was a gap between them, but Shu Nuo stood surrounded by him but couldn't move, the rich cold fragrance wrapped around her silently like the dense silk spit out by a spider, there was no way to avoid it, no way to retreat.

"I'll go down and have a look." Shu Nuo slapped off his arm lying beside him, and walked down the stairs smoothly but quickly.

Chu Jiangsu looked at the person who disappeared around the corner in an instant, and his dark red lips evoked a mysterious smile, really, sharp...

Downstairs was already bustling.

When Shu Nuo came to the door of the inn, he saw that Fu Yunli had already half-kneeled there to apply the needle, and not far away, Shu Jicheng was sitting on a long wooden chair and Shi Shiran was drinking tea. She walked over and sat down opposite him: "Second brother Why are you drinking tea here?"

"I'm going back to Bianjing soon, sit here and wait for you, and have a sip of tea by the way." Shu Jicheng poured a cup of tea and put it in front of her, "It's not as good as the tribute tea, but you can still drink it, try it?"

Shu Nuo took it without drinking it, shook the teacup and looked at the young girl who was busy treating her outside the door, and asked, "Miss Fu looks very tired, second brother, won't you help me?"

Shu Jicheng didn't care: "If His Royal Highness feels distressed, you can go by yourself, you don't have to call me."

Shu Nuo's eyelids trembled: "That's your future imperial concubine."

"So what? A young lady doesn't stay in her boudoir to get married, but runs to crowded places every day, imperial concubine? Heh..." Shu Jicheng sneered and sipped his tea.

Seeing his disdainful expression, Shu Nuo curled his lips and was full of sarcasm. What he said now is arrogant, and when the chasing wife crematorium turns into ashes in the future, you will cry.

They drank tea in silence, Fu Yunli frowned and walked in slowly.

"Miss Fu, how are you?" Shu Nuo poured a cup of tea and put it on the table in front of her, and asked.

Fu Yunli looked sideways at Shu Jicheng, but he was just playing with the cup with his head down, ignoring her gaze, she lowered her eyes sadly, sat on the chair but didn't touch the tea Shu Nuo handed over, "Return to Your Highness , that young man seemed to be suffering from tuberculosis, and he died suddenly because of lack of rest for a long time, but..."

"Just what?"

Fu Yunli shook her head, her brows were full of doubts and thoughts: "I can't explain clearly, I always feel that something is not right, or call the family of the deceased, I want to ask a question or two."

"Make a big deal out of a molehill." Shu Jicheng put down his teacup and said slowly without looking at it.

Fu Yunli choked up, lowered his eyes and cast his gaze on Shu Nuo.

Shu Nuo also choked, the hostess begged her, she knocked on the table and turned to look at Chu Jiangsu who was standing on the stairs on the second floor, Chu Jiangsu didn't say much, just raised his hand.

Soon, a woman with coarse hair was brought.

When the woman saw her dead husband lying on the ground, she threw herself on him with red eyes and wept loudly.

"The deceased is gone, my condolences." Fu Yunli couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to appease the woman, "Ma'am, there are some things I want to ask you about the cause of your husband's death, please answer truthfully."

The woman sobbed softly, wiped away her tears, and nodded: "Okay..."

Fu Yunli asked: "What's wrong with your husband these days?"

The woman said: "He is sleepy and coughs all the time. He often coughs and can't sleep all night. I asked him to see some medicines prescribed by the doctor to recuperate. Well...the expensive medicine can't cure it..."

"What else? Has there been any abnormalities? For example, have there been any red marks on the skin?"

The woman paused for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered something, "Yes, he always has inexplicable little red bumps on his body, but now that it's summer, there are a lot of mosquitoes, so I didn't pay much attention to it, just let him wear long sleeves to cover his body. cover up."

The three people who were watching did not speak, but when the woman mentioned 'wearing long sleeves to cover up', Chu Jiangsu's expression trembled inexplicably, and his eyes fell on Shu Nuo.

Fu Yunli then asked two or three more questions, and the woman answered them one by one.

After speaking, the woman returned home with her husband's body weeping.

What kind of pain will it be if those who wait never return?Shu Nuo sighed and turned to look at Fu Yunli: "Miss Fu, did you find out what you want?"

(End of this chapter)