Chapter Seventy-Three: No Other Women Will Be Brought Close
Xu Manyue's name was written on the roster of the Tai Hospital, and Youhuan turned the page back, but the side that should have written her origin was blank.
Why did Xu Manyue leave Xu Yu and leave Jingzhou and choose to enter the palace? Who accepted Xu Manyue into the palace?
There is no shortage of medical women in Tai Hospital, but there has never been one as young as Xu Manyue.
Youhuan leaned back, the folding fan in his hand lightly touched his chin, and his deer eyes narrowed slightly.
Although there was chaos at the end of the Ye Dynasty, Emperor Zhao was not a person who spared his life, and every doctor in the hospital was a person with a clear background and mature medical skills. The officials did not dare to be sloppy in registering the personnel of the Tai Hospital, after all, if any person fished in troubled waters and entered the Tai Hospital, and finally killed the nobles in the palace, their heads would have to be moved.
You Huan flipped back, and the origins of the other imperial doctors were clear and detailed, but the page of Xu Manyue was blank.
So who let Xu Manyue enter the palace, and also has the power to erase Xu Manyue's origin, and then directly arrange for her to enter the hospital.
You Huan suddenly gave birth to a sense of uneasiness in the air under her feet, and the abyss under her feet was like a beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for her to fall.
Familiar footsteps were heard in the hall, and the beaded curtain of pearls was lifted.
You Huan looked up and saw that Zhao Huajin's long wet hair was scattered, wearing a thin white dress inside, and a floating embroidered gauze dress outside, clear as a fairy.
Zhao Huajin also sulked after Youhuan, and only then did she realize that she had Ruan Xuan's scent of incense powder on her body, so she asked people to prepare hot soup and wash herself again, washing away all the sticky fragrance powder, and then came back to see Youhuan.
He saw the roster piled up on Youhuan's desk, frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is Yu Peiluozi?" ”
You Huan's thoughts were still on the roster, and she was suddenly asked by Zhao Huajin with a blank face.
Zhao Huajin sat down next to Youhuan, with a solemn expression, and said, "You just promised to make a jade pendant for your palace." ”
"......" Youhuan was stunned again.
Zhao Huajin saw that Youhuan hadn't expressed her position yet, and thought to herself, isn't what she hinted at obvious enough?
Zhao Huajin's heart was crossed, and he reached out to hug Youhuan tightly in his arms, Youhuan exclaimed, and his hand subconsciously pulled Zhao Huajin's clothes.
Zhao Huajin's clothes were already loose, and when she was pulled by Youhuan like this, the gauze was half faded, and the neckline of the white clothes inside was loose, revealing a small piece of fair and delicate skin.
"The smell of incense powder was only picked up by someone else, and it has been washed off."
The person in his arms still didn't say anything, and Zhao Huajin said again: "In the future, this palace will not let other women get close." ”
"This palace doesn't like people who go back on their word, so you just promised to make a jade pendant for this palace." Zhao Huajin became inexplicably persistent.
He doesn't really have to be that jade pendant, he wants You Huan to give him a rhyme, just like You Huan made a jade pendant, which means that You Huan is no longer angry with him.
Youhuan blushed slightly and was held in Zhao Huajin's arms, and the tip of her nose was full of faint lotus fragrance, where was there a trace of fragrant powder that she hated.
Hearing Zhao Huajin begging him for something so childishly, he finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
You Huan adjusted her posture so that she could hold Zhao Huajin in her arms a little more comfortably, then closed her eyes and said, "I'm tired now, I'll do it for you when I wake up." ”
A smile bloomed in Zhao Huajin's eyes, he stroked Youhuan's long hair, and responded, "Okay." ”