The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 896 - 775, You are Sick! _2

The future daughter-in-law was quite impolite, having ravaged many of his flowers and plants during this period, causing him such pain that his heart was bleeding. The monastery had many plants, and he had to take some back with him; otherwise, looking at the empty flower beds, he would not be able to sleep at night.

Prince Ping An had rested enough and was ready to find the abbot. Just as he stepped out of the courtyard, he was informed by a monk that the abbot was still meditating and that he would have to wait a while before seeing him.

If it were someone else, Prince Ping An would naturally not wait, but he respected the abbot who shared his hobby.

"Alright then, it’s been quite some time since I last visited the Imperial Temple, I will take a stroll around first."

So, not long after, Prince Ping An encountered Gu Jian and Daohua behind the temple.

"Yan girl!"

Seeing Daohua, Prince Ping An was surprised.

The Imperial Temple did not entertain outsiders.

"Prince!"

Daohua looked at Prince Ping An with delight. Noticing that her master seemed a bit disturbed, she stepped forward to greet him, "Prince, what brings you here?"

Prince Ping An glanced at Gu Jian and ignored him, looking at Daohua instead, "It should be me asking you, what are you doing here?" As a prince, what was so strange about him appearing in the Imperial Temple?

Daohua didn’t answer; instead, she supported Gu Jian and introduced him to Prince Ping An, "Prince, let me formally introduce you; this is my master."

This time, Prince Ping An focused his gaze on Gu Jian.

Upon seeing Gu Jian’s face clearly, Prince Ping An paused, feeling that this person looked somewhat familiar.

However, he didn’t think much of it. Some people just had common faces, resembling everyone else.

Then, maintaining his dignity, Prince Ping An hummed softly, slightly nodding his head, then waited for Gu Jian to greet him.

Unexpectedly, the future daughter-in-law’s master was quite ignorant of proper conduct, staring straight at him without greeting or any acknowledgement, appearing more arrogant than him, a prince!

Daohua continued cheerfully, "Prince, my master’s surname is Gu. You can call him Old Master Gu."

Hearing this, Prince Ping An looked at Daohua incredulously. Was this girl expecting him, a prince, to greet her master first?

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He was merely showing respect because this girl was to marry into the Prince Residence in the future; yet, she was really seizing the occasion to push her luck.

Prince Ping An glanced sideways at Daohua and turned his head away, shaking his folding fan.

Daohua inwardly mourned for her future father-in-law’s lack of discernment. Her master was not someone with a generous heart; just wait, this one would face problems in the future.

Seeing Prince Ping An did not recognize him, Gu Jian wasn’t disappointed either. Unlike Xiaowu, Xiaojiu hadn’t spent years interacting with his sister; he was taken to Empress Dowager’s side as soon as he was born, and he only had contact with him when he came to deliver items.

"You are ill!"

"Pfft~"

Daohua did not expect her master to open his mouth with such... extraordinary remarks.

Gu Jian ignored the angry expression on Prince Ping An’s face, looked at him seriously, and reiterated, "You really are ill!"

Seeing Prince Ping An’s face cloud over like dark storm clouds, Daohua could not help but explain, "Prince, my master is a highly respected Medical Saint. His words are not wrong."

Grinding his teeth, Prince Ping An retorted, "So what you mean is, I’m truly ill?"

Daohua nodded in agreement energetically.

Seeing her do this, Prince Ping An felt infuriated, his gaze sternly sizing up Gu Jian.

What kind of man was this—declaring him ill upon arrival? If it weren’t for considering the face of his future daughter-in-law, he would have charged this man with a crime of disrespect.

Daohua, gauging Prince Ping An, suggested tentatively, "Prince, why not let my master examine you? His medical skills have even been praised by the Emperor."

Startled, Prince Ping An inquired, "The Emperor, my brother?"

Daohua nodded, "Yes."

Prince Ping An furrowed his brows, "When did this happen?"

Daohua responded, "Prince, I dare not speak out of turn about the Emperor’s affairs, but if you don’t believe it, you can ask the Emperor yourself."

Prince Ping An eyed Gu Jian skeptically, "Why does this seem so unbelievable?"

Gu Jian looked at Prince Ping An, "You’ll know once you try."

Seeing Gu Jian remain silent, Daohua laughed and said, "Prince, this is my master. What’s there to worry about? Are you perhaps scared?"

Indignant, Prince Ping An burst out, "Who is scared? Even if I were ill, the Imperial Physician would treat me, not just anyone can come close."

Calmly, Gu Jian retorted, "But the Imperial Physician hasn’t diagnosed you with any illness."

Prince Ping An hesitated, "How would we do this test?"

Gu Jian glanced at a stone bench nearby, walked over, and said to Prince Ping An, "Come and lie down here."

Prince Ping An glared, "What do you take me for? A beggar on the street? To be treated just like that?!"

Daohua, noting her master’s determined efforts to make a lasting impression on her future father-in-law, thought for a moment, then smilingly added, "Prince, the simpler the place, the more it can prove how brilliant my master’s medical skills are, don’t you think?"

Prince Ping An retorted, "But isn’t this too simple? After all, I am a prince."

Gu Jian glanced at him with indifference, "I treated the Emperor the same way."

Caught off-guard, Prince Ping An felt unnerved by that look from the old man; it was strangely ominous.

After hesitating, Prince Ping An still approached the stone bench. He was also afraid that he might really have some serious illness.

It was well known that every month he had his pulse checked by Ping An; the Imperial Physician visiting him always said his health was excellent.

This old man was his future daughter-in-law’s master; he dared not harm him.

Seeing Prince Ping An really lie down on the stone bench, Gu Jian sighed internally, acknowledging that he was soft-hearted and easily trusted others.

No wonder he had been influenced by his concubines to divorce his first wife and let his relationship with his son become so strained!