Chapter Seventy-Seven: Lost
The green silk hangs down, with a rippling color. Zhen Shou and Mei Mei, bright eyes, a smile and a smile, bright and delicate beauty.
Zhao Zhen carried Yixuan into the house.
Yi Xuan wrapped her fingers around her hair, and asked with a smile: "Do the concubines live here, or do they live in Ganzhou?" ”
Zhao Zhen was slightly silent, "Ganzhou." ”
"In other words, these days, the prince is still mine alone?" Yixuan put her arms around Zhao Zhen's neck with one hand, and scratched Zhao Zhen's neck with her hair with the other, eating and laughing.
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Zhen's eyes, and he said, "Even if you go to Ganzhou, you can still think so." ”
He pushed open the door of the main house, put Yixuan on the kang, and ordered his subordinates: "Call Hu Zhixian." ”
"Forget it. I can't be blessed. Yixuan asked Zhao Zhen to help her take off her shoes and socks, supported her with her hands, and said lazily.
For Zhao Zhen's side concubines, Yixuan still knows about it. According to Zhao Zhen's time and their identities, it was all Zhao Zhen's family in order to envelop them.
Understandable. Zhao Shen often does this.
She's just a little upset.
Zhao Zhen's fingers gently slid into her hair, and her tone was particularly gentle: "You are my wife, they dare not offend you." ”
What she cares about is not whether they can offend her, but something else......
Forget it, I still don't say it, it seems that she is not generous.
Soon, Hu Zhixian arrived.
Zhao Zhen asked Hu Zhixian for a swelling ointment. He also asked him to check Yixuan's pulse. Yixuan said strangely: "I'm not sick, what kind of pulse do I diagnose?" ”
"It's time to diagnose Ping'an's pulse." Zhao Zhen comforted her.
Yixuan had no choice but to stretch out her wrist, Shuang'er spread a layer of silk on her wrist, Hu Zhixian closed his eyes to see a doctor, and suddenly his face became weird, and he stopped talking.
"Lord Wang, take a step to speak."
Zhao Zhen and Hu Zhixian went to the next room. Shuang'er was uneasy and wanted to listen to the root of the wall, but she saw her master's leisurely face, slowly blowing tea.
"Princess, you're not curious......"
"What is there to be curious about?" Yixuan smiled, "It's just that I have some cold poison in my body, which is not conducive to fertility." Hu Zhixian only needs to check my pulse once, and this matter can't be hidden. Fetch water and wash me. ”