Qianqing Palace.

Lao Zhu sat on the dragon chair, watching the funeral ceremony of Prince Yiwen, which the Ministry of Rites had repeatedly urged, hesitating again and again, and was reluctant to write a letter for approval.

But if he didn't approve it, he would be afraid of delaying the emperor's funeral, which would give him a headache.

At this time, Erhu happened to come in, and Lao Zhu quickly asked with concern.

"Erhu, how is our eldest grandson's injury?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, according to the hospital, His Highness's blood scab has fallen off, and the injury should be healed. However, the young master kept saying that he had pain in the back, headache, and buttocks, and he felt dizzy when he got up, which made the doctors... I’m also a bit confused…”

"this……"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Lao Zhu's face, and he said with a bit of uncertainty.

"Tell me, is Nisun pretending to be ill?"

Erhu had a sly smile on his face when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, you have to go and see for yourself. Maybe His Highness's illness will be cured as soon as you arrive, hehehehe..."

When Lao Zhu heard this, he immediately knew that Erhu must have the evidence that his grandson was pretending to be ill, otherwise he would not have told us this.

"Hmph!"

"Let's just say, we didn't use any force at all. How could we possibly break that nun-sun with just a few gentle whips?"

"This Nisun must have seen that he didn't need to endorse or write when he got sick, so he didn't want to get better!"

"If that's the case, then we must give him a wonderful rejuvenation!"

"Someone is coming!"

"Bring us our whip!"

Lao Zhu had a whip in his waist and led a group of scoundrels from the imperial guards to attack the prince's palace in a menacing manner.

At this time, Zhu Yunxi didn't know that a disaster was coming. He was sitting on a recliner in the small courtyard, enjoying the rare quiet time.

Although he was beaten very badly this time, it was the most comfortable time he had lived these days.

Eat three royal meals a day, and it also supports ordering service, so you can order whatever you want.

The old friends from Taiyuan Hospital also take very good care of me. Every day, they look at me, listen to me, ask about everything, then give me a loose bone massage, and then give me a large bowl of rock sugar snow pear or iced sour plum soup.

However, what makes him happiest is that he no longer has to go to the main hall to endorse, nor does he have to get up early to hand in his homework to the old man and listen to the old man's scolding.

He eats and drinks every day, occasionally does radio gymnastics, and then spends his free time copying and writing to prepare himself to become the fantasy ancestor of the Ming Dynasty.

Such a relaxed and comfortable life without any pressure is simply perfect.

Just when he was sitting on the recliner and about to fall asleep, Santoku suddenly ran over, panting.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here!"

"ah?"

Zhu Yunxi jumped up from his chair when he heard this, quickly ran into the room and hid the draft he had written. Then he checked the desk and bedside to make sure there were no problems before lying on the bed again.

In fact, he was able to jump up and down the next day. The reason why he pretended to be sick was not only to skip school, but also to escape the twenty-mile journey.

When I was chatting with San Dezi that day, I heard that when his eldest brother Zhu Xiongying died, all the officials walked to the funeral.

Now that my father is dead, I have to walk these twenty miles even if I can’t save my life.

It was now a hot summer day, and the heat in the middle of the day could kill you. He didn't want to suffer this.

Therefore, after hearing about this incident, he decided to pretend to be sick, at least until the funeral was over.

Now that it was the last day, he didn't want to fail.

As soon as Zhu Yunxi lay down on the bed, he heard San Dezi shouting "Greetings to Your Majesty!" in the yard. He immediately started humming and acted like he was dying.

As soon as Lao Zhu stepped into the courtyard and heard San Dezi deliberately raising his voice by two points, he knew that there must be something fishy between the master and the servant.

But he didn't expose it, and went straight to Zhu Yunxi's bedside to watch Nisun's performance.

Seeing Lao Zhu's unkind expression, Zhu Yunxi quickly pretended to be in great difficulty and struggled to get up from the bed.

"Sun Chen Zhu Yunxi, pay your respects to your Majesty!"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but snorted in his heart.

This turtle grandson is so narrow-minded. Didn't we just give him a good beating? He didn't even want to be called a "grandfather". Why are you pretending to be a "foreign minister" here?

Since you, a turtle grandson, are willing to act, then I will accompany you to the fullest!

"My dear, you are injured, so there is no need to salute!"

Originally, Zhu Yunxi was just being polite, but when he saw Lao Zhu, he said no, and lay down again without saying a word.

"I wonder what your Majesty is doing when you come to Sun Chen's shabby room?"

"oh!"

"A few days ago, when we were furious, we struck too harshly. Today I came here specifically to see how Aiqing's injuries are doing."

Zhu Yunxi hummed and muttered after hearing this.

"It's okay, I won't die for the time being!"

"oh?"

"Then let's see how Aiqing's injury is?"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he panicked on the spot. There was no injury on his butt. He had been using "internal injuries" to deceive the imperial doctors during this period.

Fortunately, Dr. Hao, the traitor, was there to support him, otherwise he would have exposed his secret long ago.

"Your Majesty, Sun Chen's external injuries are secondary, the main ones are internal injuries...internal injuries..."

As soon as Lao Zhu heard Ni Sun's words showing a guilty conscience, he knew that this guy was pretending to be ill.

"Hmph!"

"Never mind the internal injuries or external injuries, we have to look at it before we talk about it!"

After Lao Zhu said this, he couldn't help but hold Ni Sun down, and then reached out to pull his pants.

However, what surprised him was that it didn't move even after he pulled it!

Zhu Yunxi had long been on guard against this attack and tied his pants with hemp rope in advance.

Lao Zhu also guessed what was going on. He picked up the string on the waist of Nisun's trousers and winked at Erhu. Erhu immediately pulled out a knife. There was a flash of cold light and the string broke with a "bang" sound.

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Zhu Yunxi was getting his opinion when he suddenly heard a "boom" and thought to himself that it was terrible.

However, before he could react, he only felt a cold sensation on his buttocks, and his entire trousers were ripped off by some bad old man.

Lao Zhu looked at Da Sun's bare butt and thighs, and was secretly surprised. He had heard that Da Sun's body was different from ordinary people's, and he thought it was the imperial doctors who were fooling around.

Now that he saw that this grandson didn't even have a scar on his butt, he was convinced that this grandson was indeed different from ordinary people!

If it were another child, how many scars would be left on his buttocks now?

"Ouch!"

"Xiao Zhu Aiqing's injury is so serious!"

Zhu Yunxi thought he was dead, but suddenly heard Lao Zhu say this and hurriedly agreed.

"yes!"

"Didn't I tell you just now? I'm seriously injured internally."

"Even though the outer skin has grown, the muscles and bones on the inside haven't grown yet. It will take ten and a half months to cultivate!"

Seeing that his grandson started making nonsense again, Lao Zhu immediately chuckled.

"It won't take that long, right?"

"We have a magic medicine here. I guarantee that you will be alive and kicking immediately after taking it!"

Zhu Yunxi curled his lips disdainfully upon hearing this.

"cut!"

"Mr. Hao can't do anything, so what good medicine can you come up with?"

Lao Zhu pulled out his whip from his lower back, whipped it into the air with a "pop" sound, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile.

"Xiao Nisun, what do you think of our medicine?"

When Zhu Yunxi saw this, his scalp went numb after being brushed. This old man must have guessed that I was pretending to be sick!

"Someone is coming!"

"Hold this naughty grandson down for us, and let's treat him well!"

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he quickly got up from the bed, but when he was halfway up, he suddenly realized that he was still naked.

But just when he was hesitating, Lao Zhu's expression suddenly changed and he whipped out a whip.
To be continued...