Physician, Not A Consort

"The problem is, this old woman is from the Rong country! Her attire is that of the Royal family of the Rong country!" Chen Shangshu said surprisingly! Yang Hanlun was taken aback. Although Rong State had reached a friendly agreement with China, the exchanges between the royal family were unusual. The agreement stated that if members of the Royal family of the Rong Kingdom want to come to the Daxing Dynasty, they must notify the foreign envoy, who will report to the court, and the court will receive the courtesy of the foreign guests. But recently, the imperial court has not received any papers from the Royal family of Rong. So who is this old woman? Why did you enter Beijing directly without a foreign envoy?

"Who said this? How did Master Chen learn about it?" Yang Hanlun looked at Chen Shangshu seriously. This matter is of great importance. It is necessary to determine whether the source of the information is reliable.

"The prince can rest assured that the source of the news is absolutely reliable. It was seen by the steward in the lower government office. He also greeted General Chen, but General Chen ignored him and helped the old woman to move forward without saying a word. When the steward came back, he did not tell the subordinate official, until the emperor ordered the official to investigate the matter, the steward told the subordinate official!"

"Housekeeper Chen saw it with his own eyes?" Yang Hanlun knew that this housekeeper Chen was a martial artist who was rescued by Chen Shangshu a few years ago. In order to repay his gratitude, he was willing to become a servant of the Chen Mansion. Yang Hanlun has seen it many times, and he is an iron man! If he saw it with his own eyes, there is nothing wrong with it.

"It's true!" Chen Shangshu nodded and said.

"Then did you report this to the emperor?"

"The emperor is injured, so I haven't had time to report!" Chen Shangshu said thoughtfully.

"Well, I'm going to enter the palace now!" Yang Hanlun said solemnly.

"Then there will be Lord Lao!"

"Farewell!" Yang Hanlun turned to leave, Chen Shangshu asked behind him: "I heard that the emperor's suppression of bandits this time was for the Sixth Princess, isn't it?"

Yang Hanlun was visibly startled, who had spread these things? He turned around calmly, "As far as I know, the emperor's personal conquest was because the bandits in Tianlang Mountain were too rampant. The emperor saw that he had sent troops repeatedly and returned without success. He was anxious, so he ordered Xiao Yuan to send troops to encircle and suppress. Come on! Where did Master Chen hear this?"

"The lower officials are just listening to hearsays and asking casually. Don't take it seriously!" Chen Shangshu smiled, and the panic in his eyes was caught by Yang Hanlun.

"These words can be said in front of me, but if someone goes up to the sky to listen, then it will be a big crime. Master Chen should still speak cautiously!" Yang Hanlun tried to control the unhappiness in his heart, although he did not know where this emotion came from.

"The next official must remember, if the prince is going to see Birou, then the prince will please first!" Chen Shangshu said with a smile on his face.

"Forget it, I'll see her another day, and now I have to enter the palace immediately! Goodbye!" For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to see Birou! Is it because Chen Shangshu just mentioned her, is it true that Brother Huang, regardless of danger, put aside the identity of the Nine-Five Lord to destroy the little bandit for her? Even if it is, what can it be? She is already his next wife, and he is not qualified to intervene!

"Congratulations to the prince!" Chen Shangshu's face was deep, his eyes filled with calculation!

Inside the Palace of Heaven and Earth!

"Emperor Qi Zhuang, please see you outside the Palace of the Six Princesses!" Xiao Yuan reported. Yang Shaolun, who reviewed the memorials on the case, felt ecstatic, but did not show it. He put down his pen and said, "Pass!"

"Let's see the Sixth Princess!" Xiao Yuan shouted openly!

Lin Haihai frowned, feeling cold in his heart. I remember that when I was in the medical university, the girls’ dormitory was on the 7th floor, and then if the classmates downstairs had something to do, they would shout out their names, so the inaudible people in the dormitory would stick their heads out to look at them, until the students who were named came out and responded automatically. Everyone went back happily. Now, she felt like she was in the girls' dormitory that was called out loudly!

"Wang Concubine? I passed you on!" Seeing Lin Haihai in a daze, the court lady at the door kindly reminded her. Lin Haihai came back to his senses and smiled at the palace lady and said, "Oh, I know, thank you!" The palace lady's face flushed suddenly, and she lowered her head and said, "The princess is serious!"

Yang Shaolun watched Lin Haihai walk in and stood motionless, his expression solemn. He couldn't help but sink. She seemed to be thinner and her face was sharper than when she first met. The judges must not think that something serious happened to our female pig. She stood still, just because she was remembering how to salute the emperor. Dead, can't remember. It seems that she is going to kneel, but it seems that she is also a royal person and does not need to kneel, so is it all right? Or will you be blessed like a Qing dynasty? How to do? What people say is also the emperor, the status is equivalent to ***, and the ancient emperors are very polite, often heard the line on TV: "Bold, dare to be rude to the emperor?" A row of black lines on his forehead, early I know how to ask people to come again, the first few times I saw him do not need to salute, the first two times I didn't know, and then he was in a coma, so he didn't need so much etiquette. But now he sits aloft, with a compelling aura, how can he speak like a family?

"Why did the princess see me?" Yang Shaolun broke the tranquility. Seeing her seemingly unspeakable, he wanted to say nothing, so he asked.

Lin Haihai let out a sigh of relief, a smile suddenly blooming on his lips, as brilliant as a peach blossom in spring, Yang Shaolun don't look at him, he is afraid that he will sink!

"The emperor, I am not worried about your injury. Come and check it. Come here!" Lin Haihai was happy to avoid the catastrophe without saluting.

"I'm okay, so check is unnecessary!" Yang Shaolun said a little embarrassingly. Although she had seen his body before, but it was unconscious then, how can he...

Lin Haihai didn't know what he was thinking, and thought it was because of her poor medical skills, so he said: "I know that my medical skills are not as superb as the imperial doctors, but you are my patient, and I must be responsible for you to the end. If there is any infection or the wound does not heal well, it will be troublesome!"

Yang Shaolun groaned for a while, and said, "Okay, there is Princess Lao!" After finishing speaking, he motioned to Xiao Yuan to come and help him over. When Lin Haihai saw him stand up, he rushed over and held him one step ahead. He touched Yang Shaolun’s arm and said, “Your wound is not shallow, and the poison has just been cleared. Don’t overwork. It’s not good for your health! You should stay in bed for a few days. , Look at you, I got up to work before the wound healed, really disobedient!" Lin Haihai used Lin's mother's nagging inheritance, while walking, chattering endlessly!

Yang Shaolun did not speak. From the moment Lin Haihai's hand held his arm, his heart was filled with happiness. Her unique medicinal fragrance came from time to time, and his gentle hand strongly supported his body, and his mouth was broken. Nian, from time to time throwing an agitated look at him. He smiled. Although this happiness was a short-term self-deception, even if it was an illusion, he was satisfied. He signaled Xiao Yuan to retreat with his hand, Xiao Yuan frowned, but had to retreat. The emperor was really moved by the princess! This is a big trouble! Xiao Yuan withdrew, guarding at the door.

"The emperor, can I ask you a question?" Lin Haihai helped Yang Shaolun untie his shirt, remembering what Xiao Yuan had said before, and she felt it necessary to ask clearly.

"What's the problem?" Yang Shaolun carefully leaned on his side and asked her to untie the bandage.

"Did you kill the bandit because you heard that I was taken captive by the bandit?" Lin Haihai asked with wide eyes, if it was true, then she was the person who indirectly injured him and poisoned him.

"Of course not. The bandits have harmed the people for a long time. I have sent people to encircle and wipe out the people for a long time, but they have returned to no avail. So I appointed my own soldiers to fight for the people!" The high-sounding words convinced Lin Haihai, she loosened He said in a sigh: "I thought it was I who killed you and made me feel guilty for a long time!"

Yang Shaolun didn't speak, and was a little disappointed when she heard what she said. After all, she didn't mean to him. Worrying about him is just because of guilt, not from the sincerity! But what can you ask of her? It was his helplessness to know her at the wrong time, not hers. From the beginning to the end, he was just being passionate. She had long forgotten the man who rescued people with her on the street that day. She thought of him because she recognized his guard, not him. The memory he left with her was actually inferior to Zheng Feng.

He closed his eyes and felt her soft hand press against the wound lightly. He held back the pain and prevented her from seeing his weakness. Lin Haihai took a look at the wound and healed slowly, but because the weather was a bit hot, the wound had moisture, which was not conducive to recovery. She exercised lightly and brushed over the wound, and the water immediately evaporated, and the wound had turned into a dark black scar.

"You don't need bandaging from now on. Pack an hour when you apply the medicine at night. Remember not to touch water, do not eat spicy and toxic food, and do not have **** for a month!" Lin Haihai instructed Yang Shaolun like an ordinary patient. Yang Shaolun heard the sentence behind him, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her fiercely.

When Lin Haihai spoke out, he was taken aback. This is ancient times. Don't talk about this topic with men. This is a summary of experience. She flushed suddenly, facing Yang Shaolun's fiery gaze, she looked at his deep and tender eyes, and she actually sank for a while. He is so handsome! The face is well-defined with sharp eyebrows, the nose is high, and the lips are thin and suitable for kissing. I remember Yu Qing said that if a man's lips are thin, it is very suitable for kissing. She was listening to Yu Qing's experience with a fascinating face, thinking that if she fell in love in the future, she must find a man with thin lips.

Her hand touched his lips unknowingly, and then she made a decision she could not even think of. She held his face, bowed her head, and kissed Yang Shaolun's lips with her lips. What a wonderful feeling! She felt that she was going to faint, and the person who was going to faint like her was the man under her.

Yang Shaolun was stunned in disbelief until a cold and soft touch came. He reacted and kissed her all at once, wrapped his arms around her, regardless of the stinging pain from the wound, his reason and thought were all right now. After being thrown out of the clouds, he could feel her jerky and clumsy by feeling entangled with her, but such kissing skills touched every organ of his body.

Lin Haihai's head has lost the ability to think, and there is only one sentence left, and what Yu Qing Na Nizi said is true. She responded awkwardly to his enthusiasm, with a beating heart. His arms tightened, as if to melt her into his body. But he touched the wound. He felt the tearing pain spreading like lightning in the wound. Yang Shaolun cried out in pain. Lin Haihai quickly let go of him and asked nervously, "Did you get the wound? Let me see. Yang Shaolun paled and smiled reluctantly to comfort her: "It's okay, it's okay, don't look at it!" Lin Haihai took a look at his clothes, although the wound did not burst open, but blood oozes. She lowered her head, ashamed and sad. She was a sick person, and she was injured. She actually took advantage of the danger to kiss others, and the wounds almost burst open. How did she become a **** girl? Don’t they look more handsome? Is she shameless to molest a married man? It must be painful to see him. Lin Haihai felt a pain in his heart!

"I'm really fine, don't worry, okay?" Yang Shaolun grabbed her hand and asked her to look at herself.