On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 59 I don't know what is good or bad
Just now, Censor Ye talked to him about the Minister of Dali Temple. Ye Zhiyu took it for granted that since he was Mr. Xiang's boss, even if his beard and hair were not all white, he was at least in his forties.

But he didn't expect that the man in front of him, although his complexion was not good due to evil spirits, could be said to be handsome and handsome.

However, the Dali Temple Minister was obviously deeply affected by the black energy, and even his five senses were affected. Ye Zhiyu had already arrived at the bedside, and he finally noticed it and reluctantly opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to call someone, he realized that Ye Yushi and his housekeeper were also nearby. Fu Jingtong resisted the urge to have an attack, but frowned and tried to distinguish the strange figures in front of him.

But when he saw the man reaching for his clothes, Fu Jingtong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Stop".

However, when Ye Zhiyu heard this voice, he was obviously short of breath.

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and explained, "Sir, this is Wang Tianshi, who has become very famous in the capital in recent days. Yushi Ye specially invited her to come and see her for you."

"What Heavenly Master? Get out!" Fu Jingtong was so anxious that he couldn't even speak clearly, so he coughed for a long time.

Seeing that Fu Jingtong was really resisting, and fearing that he would cough up something before he could find out the reason, Ye Zhiyu withdrew first.

Not long after, the housekeeper also left the room with a sad face and an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm really sorry for you two. My master insists on not wanting to be treated. I would like to apologize to you two on his behalf."

Ye Zhiyu just took a quick look and realized that all the black energy in the house came from Master Fu. She thought that the housekeeper was also taking care of him day and night, so he was contaminated a lot, which made her misunderstood at first.

Waving his hand, Ye Zhiyu was a little curious, "Are your adults just unwilling to let me go in to check, or have you not seen a doctor in the past few days?"

Upon hearing this, the wrinkles on the old housekeeper's face became a little more worried, "Isn't it just that I don't want to let you in, Master Tian? At first, the master said that he had a cold, so I went to a doctor I knew well to prescribe medicine. If adults don’t drink, I thought it wasn’t a serious illness.”

"But seeing that your face was getting worse day by day, I took the initiative and invited the doctor to the house, but before I could even enter the room, I was kicked out by him."

Ye Yushi frowned in confusion, "I've always seen that Mr. Fu is not such a person who hides illness and avoids medical treatment?"

Ye Zhiyu sneered in his heart, who knew if he had done something bad to be so afraid.

His face still showed the calmness and indifference of a worldly expert, "Despite this, I see that your Excellency's condition cannot be delayed any longer. Even if Your Excellency wants to punish me, I have to wait until he recovers."

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and entered.

After pushing twice and seeing that the door was still, Ye Zhiyu realized that the person inside had locked the door.

Didn't he look like he was about to die soon? How could he get out of bed and lock the door without them paying attention in just a few words?

The housekeeper was very loyal. Seeing Fu Jingtong's resistance, he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

"Sir, these two are here for your illness, please open the door!"

Ye Zhiyu couldn't bear to watch a living person being swallowed up by Xie Chong, so it was rare for him to say something nice and persuasive:
"Master Fu, I am not a charlatan who takes money from people through evil means. If you don't believe me, I have the warrant of the Imperial Master on me to prove it."

Seeing that the housekeeper was getting more and more anxious, there was no response no matter how hard he knocked on the door.

Ye Yushi screamed something bad and said suspiciously: "Master Fu, couldn't he have fainted?"

The housekeeper was so anxious that he shouted several times, but heard the sound of celadon breaking in the room.It seemed that the people in the room didn't want to pay attention to them, so they threw things to show their attitude.

No matter how good-tempered he was, he was treated so coldly by his master that he had no intention of saving anyone.

Ye Zhiyu sneered and cupped his hands towards the housekeeper, "I'm really sorry, Master Fu's matter is really beyond my ability." "Please, Master Yushi, please send me back to the palace." He called Yushi Ye and turned around to leave.

The housekeeper wanted to stay but couldn't, so he could only continue to persuade Fu Jingtong in front of his door.

After a while, the door slowly opened. Although Fu Jingtong was shaky, he still held on to his aura.

"Did those two people go back just now?"

The housekeeper said yes, and just as he was about to persuade Fu Jingtong to at least eat something, he saw two figures suddenly rush out from behind the courtyard door!
The housekeeper subconsciously wanted to stop Fu Jingtong and took a closer look. Aren't they Ye Yushi and Wang Tianshi who had returned?

Fu Jingtong realized that there was a fraud and hurriedly tried to lock the door again, but was stopped by several servants called by Ye Zhiyu.

Fu Jingtong's already darkened face turned even more livid, "You guys!"

"Forgive me, Mr. Fu." Ye Zhiyu smiled and stood in front of the housekeeper, "I came up with this idea on my own initiative. The servants in your house also knew that they obeyed your orders to save you. If Mr. Fu wants to settle a score, it will be mine." On your head."

Fu Jingtong snorted coldly, "A dog takes a mouse!"

"There's nothing I can do about it. I'm entrusted by someone else. What's more, doctors don't always feel like they're wasting their lives."

Ye Zhiyu was not polite in his words, "But if Mr. Fu is bent on seeking death, you can just take off your belt and hang it on the room. Why torture yourself and make others worry about you in vain?"

"What do you know!" Fu Jingtong wanted to retort, but he swallowed his words.

Ye Zhiyu had no intention of exploring the hidden story behind Fu Jingtong's tragic situation, but he could not help but feel itchy when encountering rare cases, so he entered the room openly as if he had not heard anything.

Fu Jingtong said "You! You!" behind her for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason. He could only feel frustrated and went back to bed and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at these people again.

Ye Zhiyu was also happy that Fu Jingtong was being manipulated by her, but his symptoms were strange, with black energy lingering all over his body, but no lesions could be seen at a glance.

Frowning slightly, Ye Zhiyu said, "Master Fu, please take off your coat so that I can check."

Now that there is no stethoscope, Ye Zhiyu can only use his hands to feel the pulse of his organs to find the source of the trouble.

But when such a request fell into Fu Jingtong's ears, it was naturally another thunderbolt.

Fu Jingtong turned over and sat up, about to risk his life to drive out the unknown woman in front of him.

Just a pair of eyes, Fu Jingtong's expression changed from impatience to suspicion.

The look in Fu Jingtong's eyes made Ye Zhiyu want to touch the disguise interface again, but he held it back.

Could it be that the face he randomly pinched coincided with that of some fugitive felon, which made the Dali Temple minister stunned when he looked at him?

Seeing Fu Jingtong's eyes circling around his body several times without stopping, Ye Zhiyu had no choice but to interrupt.

"Master Fu, what's wrong with me?"

Fu Jingtong's eyes fell back on Ye Zhiyu's face, and he was silent for a few moments before speaking.

"You can diagnose and treat me, as long as you stay alone and everyone else goes out."

(End of this chapter)