A handsome man walked in from the door, wearing a purple robe, with a fair complexion, a trace of handsomeness in his facial features, and his face and movements when closing the door were tender and gentle, giving people a feeling as soft and delicate as the breeze brought by early spring.

The man entered the house and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty will see the princess." ”

Mai Jiu's brain was spinning rapidly, but there was no information about this person in her mind, she looked at Zhi Hua with a question mark on her face, and subconsciously opened her mouth again, which only brought pain in her neck.

Zhihua lowered her head after glancing at the man, and Mai Jiu saw that Zhihua didn't intend to introduce, so she looked back at the man again.

The man raised his arm in a salute, and his head was also deeply bowed, which couldn't help but make the doubts in Mai Jiu's heart a little more, and he began to look the man up and down.

Since the man entered the house, Zhihua stood aside and buried his head deeply, but for some reason Zhihua's face became red and fluttered, like Mai Jiu's neck being compressed.

Mai Jiu was puzzled and scratched his somewhat itchy scalp.

The man put his hand down and bowed his head and said, "The official name is Wei Xun, and he was sent by the Queen Mother, and he will be the exclusive imperial doctor for you and the prince in the future." ”

Although Mai Jiu still had doubts in her heart, out of politeness, she still nodded a few times.

Wei Xun flicked his eyes upward, glanced at the person lying on the bed with his spare eyes, and then quickly retracted his gaze and continued: "Xia Guan estimated that you should be about to wake up during this time, so I came over to take a look and see how your injuries were. ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhihua on the side, raised his palm and pointed at Mai Jiu's neck, and motioned for Zhihua to take off the handkerchief so that he could check it.

Zhihua felt her eyes coming, she quickly dodged and stammered, and asked in a slightly coquettish tone, "You... There are... What the.. Command, command, command. ”

Zhihua didn't see what Wei Xun's palm was pointing at, and Wei Xun also raised his arm to look at Zhihua, wondering if this girl was sick, and her face was so red.

Mai Jiu looked at Zhihua, and when she saw Zhihua's state at this time, she felt that something was different and unusual wrong, and at this time, Zhihua's appearance was like seeing her beloved showing a little shyness.

This scene can't help but make people think a little more...

Thinking of these Mai Jiu, he sniffed his nose, as if he smelled a hint of gossip.

I really want to ask.... This feeling of being speechless made her scratch her heart.

Wei Xun looked at Zhihua and was about to ask, only to hear the door "Zhiyaya" being gently pushed open, and when he heard the movement, all the people in the house looked in the direction of the door.

I saw Sang Huai'an put his hands behind his back and stepped into the threshold with his feet raised, while Chengde behind him carefully squatted on the tray, on which was the traditional Chinese medicine that Mai Jiu wanted to drink, and it also exuded a heat visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Sang Huai'an enter the house, Mai Jiu turned over and sat up, the handkerchief around his neck fell off the trend, and he was about to roll off the bed.

When Zhihua was about to kneel down and salute, she quickly reached out and grabbed the handkerchief, she held the handkerchief in her hand and quickly knelt down in the direction of the prince.

"Awake?" Sang Huai'an's slightly hoarse voice came into Mai Jiu's ears, and this voice made her feel a lot more comfortable and happy.

Wei Xun also hurriedly walked to the side and saluted.

As soon as he entered the house, Sang Huai'an's eyes never went away, but kept looking at Mai Jiu on the bed, and he strode forward and went straight to the person in his heart.

Chengde was afraid that he would negligently knock over the decoction in his hand, so he hurriedly put the tray in his hand on the square table of the collapsed chair closest to the bed, and in an instant, Mai Jiu's surroundings were filled with a strong and pungent smell of Chinese medicine.

Sang Huai'an sat on the edge of the bed, pressed Mai Jiu's shoulders with his big hand, fiddled with her body, and gently raised her chin slightly to check her neck, his pitch-black pupils seemed to have a pool of gentle blue water, diffusing the starry sky, but only reflecting the figure of a person in front of him.

Looking at the blue and purple fingerprints on Mai Jiu's neck, Sang Huai'an still frowned slightly, and the hand that held Mai Jiu's shoulder unconsciously exerted a little harder.

Mai Jiu kept staring at Sang Huai'an's eyes, no matter how Sang Huai'an swung her, her eyes didn't move for half a minute. She licked her lips, some of the fast-drying lips were wet, and they regained their natural color.

Seeing Sang Huai'an anxious for her, she felt joy in her heart, and unconsciously swallowed her saliva deeply.

Suddenly, the pain hit layer by layer, and the muscles on Mai Jiu's face were twisted like twists, twisted into a ball, his good-looking brows wrinkled into the word "Sichuan", and his nose was one by one, panting deeply.

Sang Huai'an pressed the back of his hand to Mai Jiu's neck and stroked it lightly twice, then looked at Wei Xun and asked, "Have you checked it?" ”

Wei Xun hurriedly raised his hand and replied: "Not yet... The next official will check it out. After speaking, he stepped forward slightly, looking at Mai Jiu's neck left and right.

"Princess, please open your mouth wide."

Mai Jiu's eyes reluctantly left, Sang Huai'an turned his head to face Wei Xun, and then opened his mouth obediently.

After a moment, Wei Xun's eyes left Mai Jiu's throat and lowered his head to look at the tip of his shoe.

After Mai Jiu closed his mouth, he raised his eyes, but instead of looking directly into Mai Jiu's eyes, he kept staring at his abdomen and said, "Princess, please raise your chin slightly, so that it is convenient for the lower officials to see." ”

Mai Jiu obediently endured the pain and raised his chin, and Wei Xun raised his eyes to carefully examine Mai Jiu's neck.

Mai Jiu squinted at Sang Huai'an on the side.

At this time, Sang Huai'an was putting his hand on his knees, just like Wei Xun, he was also staring at Mai Jiu's neck, the torch-like gaze of these two people made Mai Jiu nervous all of a sudden, and the hand on the silk jacket also pulled the silk jacket and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Mai Jiu twisted her head slightly, she wanted to see what Zhihua, who was very wrong today, was doing.

I saw Zhihua wrapping the handkerchief in his hand around the four fingers, and the other hand was still shaking the corner of the remaining handkerchief from side to side; Her body seemed to shake out of nowhere, her lips gently pursed, and a slight smile hung faintly on the corners of her slightly sunken mouth; Her eyes flickered, and from time to time she looked at Wei Xun, who was looking intently at Mai Jiu's neck, and immediately fled quickly to look away.

Wei Xun's eyes left Mai Jiu's neck, he took a step back and raised his arm as a gesture and said: "According to the lower officials, the princess is fine, but she has been unable to speak for the time being in recent days, to reduce the number of times she uses her neck and throat, and she also needs to eat liquid food, and at the same time, she must maintain a local hot compress, massage properly, and take drugs to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and she will be cured slowly." ”

Chengde, who had been standing aside, stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, the temperature of the Chinese medicine is about the same, do you need a slave to bring it to the princess?" ”

Sang Huai'an nodded, then looked at Wei Xun and said, "You go down first." ”

After Wei Xun left, Sang Huai'an turned to Chengde, who was standing beside him, and then carefully picked up the medicine bowl, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to ask, "Is the candied fruit ready?" ”

Chengde put the end plate buckle on his chest and replied: "It's ready, the slave will send someone to bring it." After saying that, he tilted his cheek back and looked at the Shiba painting behind him, and then waved his hand.

Zhihua understood, bent her knees and put the handkerchief that was about to be torn by her into the basin, and then ran out with the wooden basin.

Sang Huai'an took a spoon and stirred the decoction in the bowl, he looked at the liquid in the bowl that was slowly stirred up and said lightly: "Is that a little eye-catching just now, this king entered the palace today to find medicine and was known by the queen mother, this king briefly recounted what happened, and before leaving, he forced this person to this king, this king can't refuse, and now the queen has no heirs... Looks like... You and I need to get some progress..."

Sang Huai'an raised his eyes to look at Mai Jiu, who was raising his eyebrows at this time with doubts on his face.

Sang Huai'an stopped the movement in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, smiled lightly, and then brought the medicine bowl into the tip of Mai Jiu's nose with bad intentions, and after smelling it, a bad smell rushed straight to his head, almost making Mai Jiu faint directly.

Seeing the previous person frowned, Sang Huai'an took back the medicine bowl and then praised and comforted him unashamedly: "When you were a child, you were not afraid of drinking medicine, and you always laughed at this king again and again. ”

Hearing this, Mai Jiu instantly lowered his face, stared at the person in front of him with expressionless eyes, and everyone could hear that Sang Huai'an was taking advantage of the danger of others and using words and actions to tease her.

Hearing the movement of the porcelain plate touching the wooden tabletop, Sang Huai'an smiled, he gently scooped a spoonful of soup medicine and handed it to Mai Jiu's mouth, and did not forget to continue to tease: "The king of candied fruit has prepared it for you, and you will eat it after drinking." ”

Mai Jiu was still expressionless, but he opened his mouth in a daze and happily accepted the spoon beside his mouth.

Mai Jiu almost didn't spit out all the mouthfuls when the decoction touched her taste buds, she hurriedly sent the decoction back, and she barely swallowed the first bite with a pain in her throat.

Immediately after that, the second spoonful had been delivered to Mai Jiu's mouth, waiting for her to open her mouth and then send it in, and now her mouth and throat still carried the evidence of the bitter herb staying, and she swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in a row, trying to relieve the bitterness in her mouth.

She looked at the spoon in front of her and Sang Huai'an's big hand, and after thinking for a while, she shifted her gaze to the side of her upper body, bypassed the spoon, and then reached out and grabbed the medicine bowl in Sang Huai'an's hand.

Sang Huai'an reacted quickly after the person snatched the medicine bowl before meeting, he calmly poured the decoction in the spoon back into the bowl, and stood and spoke without backache and pouted: "Good medicine is bitter." ”

Mai Jiu's fingernails scratched the edge of the porcelain bowl, and at this time, she really wanted to splash the bitter and disgusting black-brown liquid on Sang Huai'an's head in one go, and then watched as the liquid slid down the top of the person in front of her, passed through his cheeks, and finally fell on his white robe, which was as bright as new.

This image and excessive behavior were projected in Mai Jiu's mind, and after she was done with her heart, she still mustered up the courage, pinching her nose with one hand and holding the medicine bowl with the other.

When the bowl reached her mouth, she remembered that she couldn't lift her neck, as long as she lifted it back slightly, it would hurt non-stop, and she could only take a small sip of the decoction into her mouth.

Every time she swallowed a mouthful, there was a burst of pain in her throat, which irritated her nerves, and the warm decoction and the pain in her throat left beads of sweat on her forehead.

Seeing the painful appearance of the master, Zhihua, who had been standing near the round table, hurriedly picked up the candied fruit on the table and hurriedly trotted over.

Chengde took the porcelain plate and handed it to the prince's side.

Mai Jiu squinted his eyes and drank the soup in the bowl, then handed the bowl to Zhihua on the side, Zhihua took the bowl and put it on the end plate on the couch chair and withdrew.

Before Mai Jiu could recover from the bitter taste of the decoction, Sang Huai'an stuffed a small piece of candied fruit into Mai Jiu's mouth.

"Hold it, don't chew it, don't swallow it, spit it out when it has no taste, and this king will bring you a new one."

Mai Jiu nodded.