When Asher Blake returned to the courtyard of Levi Stone, the guard Ezra Black was working hard to water the decoction on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard.
"Brother Huang, the prince doesn't take medicine again?" Asher Blake was very concerned about Levi Stone's sudden coma last night. He asked Zhu Xingli just now, but the old bastard started pretending to be stupid again, saying that it was for dinner. As for craftsmanship, he must be an apprentice before he can talk about it.
"Yes." Ezra Black scratched his head sadly, Zi Shu did not follow him, he was too clumsy to persuade.
"Has the Crown Prince's body been like this since he was a child?" Asher Blake broke off a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus and played with it in his hand, "I heard that the Northern Territory has to fight the barbarians in the Northern Desert every year. The Crown Prince has such a weak body, and the Shen family members..."
"No!" Ezra Black corrected Asher Blake's guess righteously, "The prince was very strong when he was a child. It was only two years ago that... well, don't look at the fact that the prince has to take medicine every day. His spiritual power and swordsmanship are... Far above other members of the same clan, no one can take away the position of the heir apparent!"
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