"It's going to take eight or nine days to count, so I'm afraid His Highness won't be able to hold it up," said Imperial Physician Wu.

Yu Jingdu took a deep breath and tapped lightly on the edge of the couch with one hand, as if he was distracted.

"Doctor Wu, this king remembers that you said that this method is not foolproof, right?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Yes." Imperial Physician Wu said, "Also, His Highness's illness has dragged on for too long, and now the weather has turned cold again, the timing is not good."

According to Wu Taiyi's wishes, it was the best time for King Yan to take the medicine as soon as he returned to Beijing.

"Well." Yu Jingdu nodded, but his expression was not very disappointed, "This king wants to go out of the palace."

"Absolutely not." Imperial Physician Wu said hurriedly, "His Royal Highness is not suitable for running around, and it will be even more troublesome if you have a cold."

Yu Jingdu smiled faintly, "In eight or nine days, this king will have to find a way to survive. If he falls ill early, it will be bad."

"But..." Imperial Physician Wu was quite worried.

"Don't worry." Yu Jingdu said: "This king knows what to do, this time I'm just going to Qingyin Temple to pray for the fourth brother."

Imperial Physician Wu looked at him suspiciously, thinking that it would be good for His Royal Highness Yan Wang to not go to the prince, and would drag the sick body to pray for the other party? Don't say that he doesn't believe it, I'm afraid no one in the entire court will believe it, right?

But Imperial Physician Wu immediately remembered that not long ago, Yu Jingdu also had an illness at Qingyin Temple, but when he checked the pulse of the other party, he found that His Royal Highness King Yan was recovering well.

At that time, Imperial Physician Wu still felt puzzled, could secret meditation and recitation of scriptures really cure stubborn diseases?

What he didn't know was that Yu Jingdu's illness was "thanks" to Rong Zhuo.

"Don't make a statement about this king's coughing up blood today. If the royal father asks, he will say that this king's health has improved, and it's not a big problem." Yu Jingdu said.

Imperial Physician Wu was busy when he heard the words, but this time he did not persuade him any further.

He was a little curious, does this Qingyin Temple really have any good medicine that can relieve King Yan's pain? So much so that His Highness has become so ill, and he has to find an excuse to run over there.

Jiangfu, horse farm.

Rong Zhuo and Duan Zheng were surrounded by several guards, standing in the field to practice archery.

Rong Zhuo straightened his bow and arrows, but it was not bad to aim his head.

It's a pity that his strength is not enough, the arrow only hits the bullseye once and then falls to the ground.

"I'm coming!" Duan Zheng said as he stepped forward, but he was quite imposing.

However, his arrow strayed absurdly and slanted into the arrow target next door to Rongzhuo.

The guards on the side held back their laughter, and even praised a few words against their will.

One of these two young masters has the right head but not the strength, and the other has the strength and the head, which is enough to give people a headache.

If they were replaced by a more capable master, the teaching might still be somewhat effective. Let these guards who have never brought soldiers train the two young masters who have never endured hardships. They don't dare to mess around.

"I don't believe it anymore!" Rong Zhuo drew another arrow and aimed at the bow again.

At this moment, someone suddenly wrapped around his body from behind and held both hands on the back of his hands.

The other party's slightly calloused big hand felt a little cool, but before Rong Zhuo looked back at him, he suddenly exerted force with him and pulled the bow in Rong Zhuo's hand away completely.

"Let it go." The other party whispered in his ear.

Rong Zhuo released his hand when he heard the words, and the arrow broke through the air and plunged straight into the target, half of the arrow passed through.

"Okay!" Everyone cheered in unison.

Rong Zhuo looked back and realized that the person standing behind him was Yu Jingdu.

"It's really you!" Rong Zhuo's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he instantly became happy.

Yu Jingdu quietly looked at the person in front of him, with a burning heat in his eyes that he didn't have time to hide, which seemed a bit out of tune with the paleness on his face.

"You look so good in red." Yu Jingdu's tone was casual, but his eyes looked at the person carefully.

Rong Zhuo wore a red cloak today, and stood on the horse field where the snow was not completely melted. Even Yu Jingdu's heart, which had been aching for several days, also eased a lot.

"One more time." Yu Jingdu drew an arrow from his quiver, and then wrapped his arms around him from behind with the gesture just now, "Be careful when you draw the bow, don't just use the strength of your wrist. Your Although the strength is small, it is definitely not so small that you can't draw the bow. The reason why your arrow can't hit the target is because you are using the wrong force."

The guards helped Rong Zhuo and Duan Zheng to find bows that were not too heavy. As long as Rong Zhuo learned to exert force, he could easily pull the bows away.

"Start from here." Yu Jingdu squeezed Rong Zhuo's arm as he said, "Try again this time."

According to his words, Rong Zhuo pulled the bow and released the arrow. This time, the arrow body was finally close to the previous one, and it was firmly inserted into the bullseye. Although only one arrow entered, it was only Rong Zhuo who fell to the ground A few have been much better.

"Amazing!" Duan Zheng leaned over and said, "Xiaozhuo, your friend is really amazing!"

As he said that, he leaned over to Yu Jingdu and asked, "Brother, can you also guide me if it is not convenient for you?"

The guards on the side exchanged glances with each other, thinking that the son of this family is quite good at picking masters.

It's a pity that His Royal Highness King Yan didn't easily give advice to others when he was in the army, and it was not so easy for him to give advice.

Sure enough, Yu Jingdu put the bow in Rong Zhuo's hand into Duan Zheng's hand, said "no time" and took Rong Zhuo away.

Rong Zhuo waved at the crowd, and begged behind Yu Jingdu: "Can you teach me more? I learned from them for several days and couldn't hit the target. You taught me in two words today."

He and Yu Jingdu hadn't seen each other for many days, but they didn't see anything strange when they met today, which made Yu Jingdu feel a little better.

"Not everyone is suitable to be a gentleman. It's normal for them not to teach you." Yu Jingdu said, "Why do you want to learn this?"