Chapter 12: Oh, this damn possessiveness!
Fu Du Lu rubbed his sore buttocks with one hand, and pointed at the green sprouts with the other hand with the orchid, his face was full of pain, and he didn't know if he had broken his tail bone.
Qingya retracted the power under his feet, and said plainly and insincerely, "I'm sorry. ”
Until he walked in front of Xin Jiuyuan, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the slave maid is the personal maid of Hao Guiren of Yijia Palace, my young lady suddenly fainted outside the Kunchen Palace, I am afraid that it is a sudden heart attack, and I ask the emperor to save my young lady." ”
Hearing the words "Yijia Palace", Xin Jiuyuan knew who the young lady in the mouth of the girl in front of him was, and the person who could live in that place was the one he had appointed today.
Yu Guang glanced at the green sprouts kneeling on the ground, and walked out of the palace with wind under his feet.
Qingya followed closely behind, and her legs and feet were a little weak.
At this time, Hao Ren was already surrounded by many people, the guards patrolling around, and the two nobles who were also Jinfeng today.
When Xin Jiuyuan arrived, the patrolling guards had already formed a human wall with their backs to each other under the instructions of the four girls in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and naturally blocked the two nobles who were watching the excitement from the side.
"The concubines have seen the emperor, and the emperor is blessed with peace and security."
"The ministers see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."
"Slaves and maids visit the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live."
The call sounded, Xin Jiuyuan just picked up the person lying on the ground and returned to the palace, and when he passed by Qingya and Fude Road, he dropped a sentence, "Pass the imperial doctor." ”
"Yes."
"Huh."
Qingya was afraid that Xin Jiuyuan would see the clue, so he stepped on the wind and ran towards the Moting Courtyard.
"Huh! You girl, wait for me. ”
Fu Du Lu was tired, dragging his bulky body and limping behind, seeing that the girl in front of him was gone.
"Sister Wan, why didn't you think of this trick when you said I had such a brain?" The Yu nobleman who was watching the excitement next to him knocked on his head with a look of chagrin.
Wan Guiren blinked very teachable and spread his hands, "I didn't expect it either." ”
In the Kunchen Palace, Hao Ren was lightly placed on the soft collapse by Xin Jiuyuan, and the light pink was slightly open, revealing the plain nightdress inside.
The looming body under the gauze skirt directly made Xin Jiuyuan's face darken, and he pulled the brocade quilt on the side, covering the collapsed person tightly.
His eyes touched the cherry red mouth, and Xin Jiuyuan pulled the quilt up a few more points.
The full forehead, the closed eyes, the curled eyelashes, the small and erect nose, and the lotus root arm that is exposed when checking the pulse......
Xin Jiuyuan had no choice but to put down all the curtains in the inner hall.
"Girl, slow down, the old man has an old bone, and he can't stand your tossing like this."
There was a grumbling sound outside the hall, and Qing Yati sneaked in with the head of the Moting Academy.
"Your Majesty, the slave maid has invited the ink imperial doctor."
Please?
Old man Mo glared at Qingya before saluting, "Weichen will see the emperor, and Weichen will treat Hao Guiren." ”
didn't wait for Xin Jiuyuan to order, and made a gesture to open the curtain and go in, but was stopped by a loud shout.
"Stop!"
"Huh?"
Old man Mo has a black question mark face, did the emperor Xiao'er murder him just now?
Xin Jiuyuan eased his tone, "Today's suspensory pulse diagnosis." ”
“……”
Old Man Mo looked at the gauze curtain in front of him, if he remembered correctly, the gauze curtain in the inner hall had six layers.
"Imperial Doctor Mo, please."
Qing Ya had already taken out the silk thread used for pulse diagnosis from the medicine box, handed one end to Xin Jiuyuan, and left the other end to Old Man Mo.
Old man Mo: "......" you understand so well, what else is the matter with the old man?