His eyes fell on her right leg, and he frowned slightly, saying with some concern: "The weather has not been very good these days, it's been gloomy and rainy all the time. I'm worried that your leg will hurt, so I'm going to find a doctor to come and check it out for you."
As soon as Su Qiao heard it, she knew that this girl didn't mean it at all and was just trying to coax the little girl.
"No need. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already asked the imperial physician to examine me and prescribe medicine for me."
Xi Muyan seemed to remember something, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, then disappeared immediately.
"Yeah?"
"Xiao Qiao and my eldest brother, are you getting along so well now? He didn't give you any trouble, did he?"
Su Qiao propped up her chin and yawned nonchalantly, "The prince is handsome, capable, calm, and gentle. Of course, he won't embarrass a weak woman like me."
Ximuyan's eyes froze and his expression became stiff for a moment.
He didn't come here to hear her praise the prince.
Picking up the teacup in front of him and taking a sip, Ximuyan returned to his previous calm and composed self.
"It seems that Xiao Qiao and my eldest brother really get along very well."
Although Ximuyan felt a little unhappy, he knew that there was absolutely no possibility between Su Qiao and the prince.
After all, it is impossible for the emperor to allow his favorite son to marry a woman with a disabled leg.
Although he thought so, his already limited patience was completely gone.
"Xiao Qiao, do you still remember what I told you?"
Su Qiao glanced at him disrespectfully: "Remember."
Xi Muyan frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with her current attitude.
Sure enough, women are the most fickle.
I was resisting it before, but after such a short time, it has become completely different from before.
In the past, Su Qiao would not even dare to raise her head after seeing him. She would be shy, blush, and speak in a soft voice.
Now he probably feels that he has the prince as his backer!
"Then why didn't you ask anyone to send me a letter during this period?"
Su Qiao looked at him with doubt in his eyes: "Didn't you say that as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't lose his temper, doesn't randomly kill court officials, and doesn't do anything that is harmful to the country of Xilin, then we don't have to care?"
"Look at him now, how gentle and calm he is, how much he cares about the people, and how his relationship with the ministers is getting better and better. The emperor is also more optimistic about him and more satisfied with him. Isn't this what you want?"
Su Qiao explained the reasons one by one to him, praising the prince to the point of heaven.
Xi Muyan seemed to be constipated and felt very aggrieved. However, in order to coax her into doing things for him and to appear to be righteous, he did say that to her.
He smiled and nodded with a somewhat stiff expression: "Yes, this is what I want? You did a good job."
He took two sips from the teacup, hiding his angry look. After he regained his composure, he asked casually, "Oh, by the way, I heard that you discovered my brother's illness, and you cured him, right?"
Su Qiao blinked.
It turns out that this man came today to confirm this matter.
Why did he suddenly come to see me
"yes."
Su Qiao did not deny it. On the contrary, she admitted it immediately.
"I see that you have always been worried about the Crown Prince, afraid that he will become a tyrant in the future? So I looked through some medical books left by my mother, trying to find a way to make him calmer and less irritable. As a result, I actually found a similar disease."