Chapter 578: Driving Away the Crown Prince

"I and this friend are very close, and he's still young with decades ahead of him. I can't stand watching him mope around all day, stewing over this problem, so I promised to help him find a solution."

"Princess Ye, as long as you can cure his affliction, he'll pay whatever you want."

Ji Yuntang almost burst out laughing.

She knew perfectly well that the friend Luo Jingshen spoke of was himself, but he was too hard-headed to admit it.

Ji Yuntang spoke up, "Treating an illness is possible, but diagnosis involves looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse. Please have your friend come here, and let me take his pulse and check him out myself, so I can give the right treatment."

Ji Yuntang knew that Luo Jingshen wouldn't dare call this person in, because it was him.

He couldn't let anyone know he had such a problem, because if word got out that he was impotent, without anyone even having to say anything, Emperor Jingyang would think about stripping him of his title as Crown Prince.

Luo Jingshen knew this all too well. His manhood was at stake, and there was no way he'd let anyone find out—least of all Ji Yuntang.

He said, "My friend lives way too far from the capital, and he's tied up with business every day. He just can't find the time to come to the capital. Do you have any meds for this kind of thing? Give me some, and I'll have someone send it to him."

Luo Sinian shot Luo Jingshen a glance and stepped up, saying, "May I ask the Crown Prince, what's more important, your health or your business?"

"If this friend of yours truly can't come to the capital due to business, then I say forget about treating it."

He had no idea Luo Jingshen was talking about himself, thinking he was just making excuses for his friend.

In Luo Sinian's view, having a secret ailment is no small thing. Any normal person would get treated first before worrying about anything else.

Yet this friend of the Crown Prince puts making money first, which shows he doesn't really care about his own health.

Hearing this, Luo Jingshen's face grew even darker. He said coldly, "Eighth Brother, I don't like hearing that. Everyone has their own problems. My friend can't come, so I'm passing along his message. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

Luo Sinian replied, "There's nothing wrong with that, but didn't Third Sister-in-Law say the patient has to come in person?"

"What if Third Sister-in-Law gives you medicine, you take it and it doesn't match the condition, and something happens to the patient—who's going to take responsibility for that?"

Luo Jingshen: "..."

He was getting flustered and angry, but then he heard Ji Yuntang say, "Eighth Brother is right. Treating an illness is not a game, let alone a problem like that. It's about a man's dignity and his bedroom happiness."

"I can give you medicine, Crown Prince, but who knows if it'll even work for him?"

"Therefore, the best way is to have the Crown Prince bring your friend here, so it's best to treat him in person."

Luo Jingshen: "..."

Luo Jingshen: "!!!"

If he didn't know that only his inner circle knew about his impotence, Luo Jingshen would've thought Ji Yuntang and Luo Sinian were in cahoots to humiliate him.

He swallowed his anger and said in a low voice, "I will speak to this friend when I return. If he agrees to come to the capital, I will bring him to the Prince Ye's residence for Princess Ye to treat him."

"If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave!"

With that, Luo Jingshen flung his sleeves and turned to walk away.

"Take care, Crown Prince! I'll be waiting for you to bring the patient. I'll definitely cure him, get him back in top form and restore his manhood~" Ji Yuntang called out from behind.

Luo Jingshen quickened his pace.

After he left, Ji Yuntang burst into laughter.

Luo Sinian asked her, "Third Sister-in-Law, you're so happy. Aren't you worried the Crown Prince might actually bring the patient to you?"

Ji Yuntang poured herself a cup of tea and took a couple of sips.

She said with absolute confidence, "Don't worry, he won't."

She knew exactly how proud and arrogant Luo Jingshen was.

Ji Yuntang figured his condition would be nearly impossible to cure, because he just couldn't bring himself to swallow his pride.

Another point was that Hua Feixue had gotten a powerful drug from her back then. That drug did nothing to normal men.

But for a man with impotence, it was extremely dangerous—it would quietly make his condition worse.

Luo Jingshen used to spend all day with Hua Feixue, he took her everywhere.

Who knows how much of that drug he'd already breathed in by now.

Even though Luo Sinian didn't know why Ji Yuntang was so sure, he knew she must have a good reason for saying that.

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked Ji Yuntang, "Third Sister-in-Law, why are you back?"

Ji Yuntang set down her teacup and said, "I finished up everything in the Xishu Kingdom, so I returned."

Then she asked, "Where's A He? Has he been doing okay?"

Luo Sinian nodded, "Third Brother's doing great. Every afternoon I push him out for a walk. He's been strictly following all your instructions. Don't worry, Third Sister-in-Law."

Ji Yuntang smiled slightly, "That's good."

Luo Sinian thought for a moment and added, "Third Sister-in-Law, since you just got back, you should go to the West Courtyard and see Third Brother!"

"Even though he doesn't say it out loud, Miss Pei and I can both tell that Third Brother probably misses you a lot. Sometimes at meals, he just stares at your seat, spacing out."

"He even has the servants bring out an extra set of chopsticks, saying they're for you."

Ji Yuntang's heart warmed at this and she got to her feet, "Alright, I'll go see A He."

Indeed, during the half month she was in the Xishu Kingdom, she'd been thinking about Luo Junhe nonstop.

Even when making plans, she kept trying to cut the time short, hoping to get back early to be with Luo Junhe.

As she was thinking this, Ji Yuntang had already reached the West Courtyard.

From way off, she saw Luo Junhe sitting under a crabapple tree, making something.

As she got closer, Ji Yuntang saw he was making a folding fan.

On the table in front of him were all kinds of tools for shaping and polishing, and next to them were brushes, ink, paper, and decorative silk threads and beads.

Luo Junhe was painting a pattern on the fan.

He painted very carefully, his well-defined fingers holding the brush, stroke by stroke across the rice paper of the fan—elegant like a startled swan, powerful like a soaring dragon, an indescribably pleasing sight.

The pale golden sunlight shone on his sharply defined profile, giving him a warm glow that made him look even more incredibly handsome.

Ji Yuntang softened her steps and crept over quietly, then hugged him from behind.

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