When Qin Luoyu heard that Xue Yuheng was coming, he sat up in shock when he was dying, and then he jumped off the bed with great energy.

When Chanjuan came in, she saw her paced back and forth in the room, looking anxious, and muttering to herself: "What should I do? What should I do?"

That's Xue Yuheng!! Doctor Xue, who is better than her in this world.

Whether she is sick or not, can Xue Yuheng tell at a glance?

She didn't eat on the surface these days, but Chanjuan stuffed her all kinds of delicious food behind her back. She now has a pale and red face. She has been lying on the bed for several days, and it seems that there is a little more flesh on her cheeks!

The most important thing is that she once pretended to be a scholar and went to Xue Yuheng to ask for fake death medicine. The two sat and talked for a long time. Although they did not show their true faces that day, if Xue Yuheng found some clues, wouldn't they play the ball?

I guess I will not be able to pretend to die by then, and I will become a real death.

"Princess, Dr. Xue has to rely on looking, smelling, asking and touching the doctor. At that time, the princess pretends to be asleep. I will light more incense in the room so that he can't ask or smell it."

At the critical moment, Chanjuan was still very useful and gave very practical suggestions, "As for Wang, princess, don't you know how to put on makeup? Isn't it enough to put on makeup from someone who is about to die? Well, it's a bit difficult to take the pulse..."

Chanjuan thought for a while, "If it really doesn't work, the princess will give him a death sentence. Even if he says the princess is not sick, the princess will insist that she feels uncomfortable and will finish it. She will not eat or get out of bed for a few days in the future, so he can't do anything..."

Qin Luoyu was almost moved to Chanjuan and knelt down: "Chanjuan, why do you have such a brain? Why are you so good at finding a way?"

Chanjuan scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly: "I have learned this from the princess."

OK, time is tight, so don’t flatter each other.

Qin Luoyu quickly instructed Chanjuan to pick out the rouge powder that was put on makeup, and drew it in front of the mirror for a while. When he turned his head, Chanjuan was shocked: "Princess, you... this is too real, right?"

The corners of his eyes drooped in a daze, his lips were bloodless, and his face was pale like a ghost, almost like a terminally ill person.

"You can't fool this miracle doctor if you don't really do it."

Qin Luoyu pursed a little light white gouache on his lips to make the color of his mouth look a little more miserable. Then, he grabbed and rubbed his hair a few times, and his hair was hanging around his cheeks in a mess, making him look even more miserable.

Chanjuan was stunned: "Princess, just look at you like this. If you say you are not sick, I will not believe it."

"Hehe. This is the effect you want."

Qin Luoyu jumped to the edge of the bed a few steps, lowered the vague curtains on the bed, then went to the bed, pulled the quilt and began to lie down to "pretend to be sick" with all his duties.

"I will first prepare for the energy and when they come, I will tell me in advance."

Qin Luoyu thought about it and added: "Remember to avoid Xue Yuheng a little, don't fight if you can meet him."

Xue Yuheng had also seen Chanjuan. Although Chanjuan had put on makeup and pretended to be a follower at that time, she was still careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship when facing a person who was versatile like Xue Yuheng.
Chapter completed!