Long Yang retracted his gaze, looked at Chu Qi, and said in a deep voice: "Take this picture album back first. If there is nothing you like in it, then I will let the people from the Ministry of Rites arrange it."
Chu Qi still wanted to refuse, but Zhao Qian had already taken the album, stuffed it into his arms, and urged, "Why don't you thank Master quickly?"
Chu Qi didn't want to get a wife. Besides, he just promised Ji'er last night that he wouldn't get a wife.
There was a bit of stubbornness on his face and he didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing him like this, Long Yang could only wave his hand, "Okay, let's all go down."
Zhao Qian was amnesty and quickly took Chu Qi out.
After leaving the imperial study room, Zhao Qian said angrily: "You kid, why are you so stubborn? Master is worrying about your marriage, why are you not grateful?"
"I don't want to marry." Chu Qi said helplessly. He knew that his master treated him well, but he did not want to get a wife.
"What's wrong with having a wife? I want to, but I can't." Zhao Qian said sadly.
Chu Qi glanced at him and handed the album in his hand to him, "Here you go."
The corners of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know if he was angry.
He put his hands on his hips and said, "Are you trying to make me angry? Do you think I can get a wife with my appearance?"
Chu Qi paused, "If you really want to, it's not impossible."
Zhao Qian choked, and after a long while, he sighed and said, "Wouldn't that harm the girl? I can't do such an immoral thing. Of course, if I were normal, I wouldn't have such worries. .”
Chu Qi said casually: "I don't want to harm others."
When Zhao Qian heard this, he felt that something sounded wrong.
When he realized something, his eyes suddenly widened and he stared at him in surprise, "Xiao Qi, can't you?"
The seventh day of the lunar month: "..."
Zhao Gan made up his mind, "When you went to fight in southern Xinjiang, were you poisoned? Just like the master did before, that's why you don't want to marry a wife, because you are simply not good at it."
Chu Qi's face turned dark.
However, the more Zhao Qian thought about it, the more he felt that was the case, and he quickly comforted him: "But don't worry too much. Your Majesty is highly skilled in medicine. Ask her to give you a prescription and you will be able to recover." He did it as soon as he thought of it. Holding Chu Qi's hand, he ran towards Fengyi Palace in a hurry, "Without any further delay, hurry up and find your empress."
The veins on Chu Qi's forehead jumped, and he quickly shook off his hand, his voice cold and cold, "You think too much."
Zhao Gan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said earnestly: "Although this kind of thing is a bit hard to talk about, it is not your fault. If you are sick, you must treat it. You can't hide your illness and avoid treatment. I know you are thin-skinned. I met the empress later." , I will tell my wife, don’t worry.”
"Is Xiaoqi sick? Why do you want to hide your illness and avoid medical treatment?" On the first day of the month, he walked over with his daughter Baoyu in hand. Hearing what Zhao Gan said, he couldn't help but asked strangely.
Chu Qi suddenly felt something bad, and sure enough, Zhao Gan blurted out: "Xiao Qi is so injured that he doesn't dare to marry because of this. I want to ask the empress to give him a prescription to treat it." .”
Chu Yi's mouth was bent into an O shape, and he looked at Chu Qi in shock, "Where are you injured?"
Baoyu was confused after hearing this, and quickly asked: "Dad, where is Brother Xiaoqi injured?"
On the first day of the junior high school, he remembered that his daughter was present. He quickly closed his mouth and said vaguely: "Nothing, nothing. Go find your mother quickly. Dad has something to tell Brother Xiaoqi."
Baoyu glanced at Chuqi and then left.
Chu Qi always felt that the way Baoyu looked at her was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it.
(End of chapter)