There were many footprints on the note, but they could not hide the flamboyant and elegant handwriting of the person who wrote the note.

"If the Crown Prince thinks that kidnapping the Imperial Master can achieve his goal, he would be thinking too naively and foolishly. Prince, why don't you use your brain to think about why the Crown Prince accepted the invitation without saying a word and entered the palace on the second day, and went to Yinan this time?

It’s Xie Buyu who’s here, not the Imperial Master.”

He returned to the house angrily, but as soon as he reached the house, an attendant hurriedly broke in through the door. He looked panicked, saluted quickly to Chu Jingming, and shouted in a panic: "Your Majesty, the princess's headache is worse than usual."

It hurts even more!"

Hearing this, Chu Jingming turned around in panic. He opened his eyes wide, grabbed the attendant's shoulders with both hands and gritted his teeth and said, "How is Yiyao doing now?!"

"Now the princess is still rolling on the bed in pain!"

Now Chu Jingming was even more anxious. As he strode out, he hurriedly asked, "Has the doctor been invited?"

"The doctor has invited me. I think we should be in the princess's room by now." The attendant responded quickly.

Chu Jingming rushed to Chu Yiyao's house as quickly as possible. He heard painful cries before he even entered the door. It was even worse after he entered the door. The cries were as if they could pierce the skull and gave people a headache.

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Ignoring these, he walked to the bed in three steps instead of two. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yiyao, who had a headache and was covered in cold sweat all over her body. He felt a little distressed in his heart.

He put the towel aside with his peripheral vision, and quickly took it and carefully wiped the cold sweat on Chu Yiyao's forehead. Looking at her face twisted in pain, he coaxed in a low voice, "Be good, it won't hurt soon."

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It was fine before, but for some reason, he has been suffering from headaches in recent years. The headaches are increasing day by day, which makes him feel very distressed.

The crying continued, with no sign of stopping or diminishing at all.

Chu Jingming turned his head to the side and saw that the doctor was still standing there not knowing what to do. He was so angry that he grabbed the doctor's wrist with force, as if he wanted to crush the doctor's wrist.

"What did you do for food? Didn't you see that she is feeling particularly uncomfortable now?!"

The doctor's wrist was in severe pain from being squeezed by him. He gasped for air and quickly begged for mercy, "Your Highness, the princess is really sick and cannot be saved. Please spare this slave!"

As he said this, the doctor knelt down directly to ask for forgiveness.

Seeing that the doctor was useless, Chu Jingming became even more angry. He threw the doctor aside hard, but his eyes still fell on Chu Yiyao for a long time.

Soon, he suddenly thought of Song Mingcai. The brother and sister had just arrived in the capital not long ago and were not familiar with many places in the capital. However, Song Mingcai had grown up in the capital since she was a child. In addition, he heard that she had been weak since she was a child, so she must have known many people.

Famous doctor.

Thinking of this, Chu Jingming comforted Chu Yiyao in a low voice on the bed, "Just wait here and I'll find someone to help you treat your illness!"

He didn't dare to delay a step, for fear that if he took one step too late, Chu Yiyao would have a headache for even longer.

Fortunately, Song Mingcai did not return to the palace and was still staying at the inn. The inn was very short away from here, which saved a lot of time.

The inn was already closed at the moment, but Chu Jingming didn't care about it. He stood at the door of the inn and knocked hard, so hard that some sawdust fell off the wooden door as he knocked.

The waiter hurriedly opened the door, his face still showing the displeasure and tiredness of being woken up. He looked at the man in front of him who was wearing fine satin and looked like a wealthy man, but there was a fierce look on his face. He wanted to curse.

The words paused on his lips.

He rubbed his hands diligently, and all the tiredness was swept away, "I wonder if you want to hit the tip or..."

Before he finished speaking, the waiter's body was pushed hard by Chu Jingming. The waiter staggered back a few steps and stepped aside. He quickly put his hands on the counter to avoid falling.

He watched Chu Jingming walking upstairs in a swaggering manner. Perhaps he wanted to meet someone, but the waiter did not dare to neglect him for fear of something happening. He closed the door of the inn and followed Chu Jingming neatly.

As he was walking, he saw Chu Jingming walking to the door of a room. The waiter looked at the room and felt it was very familiar. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before remembering that it was Di Ji's room.

Thinking of this, his eyes widened, and he quickly wanted to stop it, but saw the door of the room opened, and then Chu Jingming walked in without making any sound from inside the room.

Seeing this, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed his temples, knowing that he was too worried, and tiredness came to him again at this moment.

"It's really inappropriate for the prince to make such a fuss at night."

Song Mingcai frowned and sat on the wooden bench with a very unhappy expression. It was supposed to be bedtime, but Chu Jingming made such a noise that he had no intention of falling asleep.

"Now that Yi Yao has a severe headache, I have no choice but to come to you. I think you will know many famous doctors in the capital, so I came here."

Song Mingcai's frown deepened, and he felt a little unhappy. Is this why he came to her?
Chapter completed!