The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 85 I don't have that much compassion.

Princess House.

He Weijing has been staying in a side hall of the princess's residence for the past few days.

When the servants in the manor heard that the princess had returned, they busied themselves in an orderly manner.

These past few days, Si Ning has been managing the Princess's residence, while Yan Jue has been secretly watching over it, and nothing unexpected has happened.

It is said that after arriving in the capital, Prince Changping stayed at home and did not go out, saying that he was frightened and had been recuperating for a long time.

The imperial physician examined the patient but couldn't diagnose the problem, only saying that she needed to rest.

Sure enough, Jiang Jinshuang just returned today, and the Prince of Changping said that he has recovered from his illness and can hold a welcome banquet.

—It's obvious they're after Jiang Jinshuang.

Of course, what Si Ning told her were all trivial matters.

Upon entering the princess's residence, Jiang Jinshuang saw He Weijing standing in the courtyard, dressed in a blue robe, as if waiting for her.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and stepped forward a few paces: "Mr. He!"

As she approached He Weijing, before she could say anything, He Weijing suddenly reached out and placed his knuckles on Jiang Jinshuang's wrist.

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, then stood still.

He Weijing is taking her pulse.

A short while later, he frowned and released her hand: "Did you resort to violence?"

Jiang Jinshuang's eyes widened: "You can diagnose this?"

She only moved slightly at the ancestral hall to help Zhao Yungui clear out the assassins.

He Weijing snorted coldly, and unhappily took out a medicine bottle and threw it to her: "The remaining poison in your body has not been cleared. You used your internal energy, and the remaining poison has spread throughout your body again."

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled: "It's just a little poison, it won't kill you."

Upon hearing this, He Weijing glanced at her and said, "You have no sense of propriety."

Jiang Jinshuang didn't dare to utter a single word in response to the doctor's scolding.

She obediently ate the pills He Weijing handed her, and then cautiously asked, "Mr. He, is the medicine you gave me to clear residual toxins?"

so bitter.

He Weijing replied indifferently, "Hmm."

"What's in this? It's so bitter it makes my tongue tingle," Jiang Jinshuang complained.

He Weijing's tone remained unchanged: "Coptis chinensis."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

She realized that if she had upset Mr. He, he would use bitter medicine to punish her.

This trick worked quite well for her.

Even so, Jiang Jinshuang did not resist at all, and said with a smile, "Mr. He, could you examine Si Ning's heart condition?"

Upon hearing this, He Weijing shifted his gaze from Jiang Jinshuang to Si Ning.

He looked Si Ning up and down.

Si Ning smiled gently and politely.

Logically speaking, Si Ning's status meant she had absolutely no need to bow to He Weijing.

However, he still bowed politely to He Weijing and said, "Mr. He, I am very grateful."

He Weijing's gaze remained unmoved, his expression indifferent.

“I need a quiet room,” He Weijing said.

Jiang Jinshuang quickly replied, "Yes, sir, there are plenty of rooms!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly had someone prepare a clean room and led the two of them to the door.

He Weijing was packing up his needle case when he said to Jiang Jinshuang, "No one is allowed to come in, not even you."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll have someone keep watch, and I won't let a single fly in!"

He Weijing didn't comment on Jiang Jinshuang's exaggerated statement.

He looked up at Jiang Jinshuang in front of him.

Si Ning had already entered the room and was waiting.

For a moment, only the two of them remained in front of the door.

"I only have one question," He Weijing said calmly, "Is he trustworthy?"

Does "he" refer to Si Ning?

In fact, Jiang Jinshuang didn't react immediately.

It was rather strange that He Weijing would ask such a question.

How should I put it? She had known Si Ning for two or three years, but had known He Weijing for less than a month.

No matter what, she should have a closer relationship with Si Ning.

Now that he's asking her such an "intimate" question, Jiang Jinshuang is at a loss.

For some reason, Jiang Jinshuang recalled the words He Weijing had said to her when they first met.

"Jiang Jinshuang, of all the people in the world, I will never betray you."

His words were absolutely certain.

Jiang Jinshuang was not one to easily trust others, but He Weijing's expression and actions really puzzled her.

Coming back to her senses, Jiang Jinshuang quickly smiled and said, "Mr. He, rest assured, Si Ning is naturally trustworthy."

Upon hearing this, He Weijing lowered his eyes slightly, hummed in agreement, and continued to organize the needle case: "Then it can save them."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled: "Mr. He, a doctor's heart is benevolent. If Si Ning is untrustworthy, will you not save her?"

He Weijing stopped moving.

He sighed, and when he looked up at Jiang Jinshuang, his eyes held a hint of helplessness.

"You don't need to test me."

“If you say you won’t save this person today, I will absolutely not go in.”

After a pause, He Weijing said calmly, "I am a doctor, but I don't have that much 'benevolence' to spare for others, like Jiang Jinshuang."

……

When He Weijing entered the room, he saw that Si Ning had already taken off her shirt at the edge of the bed, revealing her well-proportioned, thin skin.

His physique was very good-looking, unlike the typical trained men who had large, powerful, and solid muscles.

His skin texture is softer, his contours are more defined, and his lines are smoother.

He Weijing placed the needle case on the bedside table and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

His hair was very long, and he had tied it up with a hairpin when he was outside. Now he had rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his beautiful, fair forearm.

They moved a little closer.

Si Ning raised her eyes slightly and smiled gently at He Weijing: "I'm sorry to trouble you again, sir."

He Weijing raised his eyebrows and looked down at him.

He reached out, his index and middle fingers together, and pressed them against Si Ning's throat, feeling his pulse there.

"Born with it?" he asked emotionlessly.

Si Ning smiled and nodded: "Yes, my father said that I was born with a heart condition, and when my mother gave birth to me, the doctor said that I had some physical defects."

He Weijing sneered: "The Si family is indeed wealthy."

They survived and even grew up.

Si Ning remained calm and composed, her face still bearing a smile.

He Weijing took the silver needles.

"Let me first use a few acupuncture needles to diagnose your heart pulse."

Si Ning nodded: "I entrust it entirely to you, sir."

Upon hearing this, He Weijing raised an eyebrow slightly: "We're practically strangers. Aren't you afraid I'll take this opportunity to kill you?"

Si Ning smiled and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have agreed to treat me for Your Highness."

"Hmph, I just don't want her nagging me all the time, it's so annoying."

Si Ning smiled upon hearing this: "Forgive my bluntness, but Mr. He and His Highness... are old acquaintances?"

A slender silver needle pierced Si Ning's body: "What do you want to say?"

Si Ning's expression remained unchanged: "It's nothing, I just feel that Mr. He is being unusually kind to His Highness, so I have some doubts."

Another needle was inserted.

"She and I weren't exactly old acquaintances."

He Weijing's voice came from above Si Ning's head, carrying a hint of coldness and silence.

"And you?" He Weijing asked. "What is your relationship with her?"

Si Ning smiled and said, "Your Highness should have already told Mr. He that I consider her a friend."

He Weijing chuckled nonchalantly, "She seems to make friends wherever she goes."

That's a really intimate way of saying it.

Si Ning frowned slightly, and her tone softened a little: "Mr. He, did you come to the capital specifically to see His Highness?"

(End of this chapter)