After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 555 He is not King Su's man

Chapter 555 He is not King Su's man

He took out the pulse pillow, put it under Su Yin's wrist, and stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, "Fortunately, you woke up, otherwise I really can only apologize with death."

Su Yin smiled, with a relaxed expression, "Why is this? Even if I really die, I won't want you to be buried with me. This disaster should be in my life."

This life was originally picked up, and it is lucky enough to live these days.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Gao Shu, "Why, is Doctor Gao afraid that I will turn into a ghost and come to seek revenge?"

Gao Shu sneered, "You don't know how, others may not."

"You didn't see the expression on His Highness's face last night. You almost drew your sword and slashed at me."

It was a bit exaggerated, but Gao Shu really felt that there was a knife hanging over his head at that time, and it could fall down at any time.

Su Yin knew his temperament, and didn't care how much he exaggerated what he said. She lowered her eyes and half-closed her eyes, "Where is Your Highness?"

"Your Highness is talking to people in the front hall."

Su Yin raised her eyebrows: "Who is it?"

"A businessman, you don't know."

Gao Shu intentionally stimulated her appetite, and wanted to tell her when she couldn't help asking the second time, but Su Yin's name caught him off guard when he spoke.

"Jiang Muchen?"

"How do you know?" Gao Shu was slightly surprised.

There are tens of thousands of businessmen in the world, and Jiang Muchen is only one of them. On the surface, he is still Ling Qi, and he is very close to Su Wang's mansion.

"He is King Su's man, don't you find it strange that he came to the East Palace alone?"

Su Yin raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said bluntly, "He is not King Su's man."

When she was in Qiansilou, Su Yin had already started to doubt.

Jiang Muchen doesn't care about money, he is careless, but his thoughts in other aspects are very delicate.

It's just that Su Yin was not sure about which side he belonged to before, but now it is clear.

Gao Shu glanced suspiciously at Su Yin's face, "Your Highness told you?"

Jiang Muchen is a piece of chess that the prince has buried very deeply. For so many years, he has almost never mentioned it to anyone. Even he only found out about it by chance.

"Guess." Su Yin chuckled, "Businessmen are shrewd, and in troubled times, it is not easy to stand in line, not to mention that Emperor Zhao is sitting on the dragon chair. Those who are close on the surface are very likely to be a cover."

Jiang Muchen probably also knew about the relationship between Emperor Zhao and the crown prince, which was not as rumored outside.

After Gao Shu checked the pulse, he sighed while packing the medicine box, "It's a pity that you don't become a military adviser with your brain."

"Maybe there will be a chance in the future."

Gao Shu shrugged, carrying the medicine box on his back, "Take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

When he stepped out of the room, he happened to see Pei Yongqi standing under the corridor, so he raised his chin, "Mr. Pei, when I have a rest next time, I will compete with you again."

"That's right, I don't want to bully you either," Pei Yongqi nodded while stroking his beard, "Next time, let someone move a soft couch over, lest you say the stool is too hard and affect your performance."

Gao Shu: "..."

Bailu happened to come over with porridge and pickles, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he chuckled, and when Gao Shu looked over, he immediately returned to seriousness, "Does Doctor Gao want to stay for some porridge?"

"No, I'd better eat grilled fish and barbecue."

Clear soup with little water is not his favorite.

Su Yin drank a bowl of porridge with pickles, put the bowl down, wiped her mouth, and was about to stroll to the front hall to digest food.

(End of this chapter)

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