Chapter 162: Master is sick, don't stop the medicine 58
Seeing this, the emperor didn't care about Concubine Shu, so he hurriedly followed, carefully holding the queen's wrist, and said, "Don't be able to recover from your serious illness, I will help you." ”
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The queen raised her eyes softly, and it was imprinted on the emperor's heart, and he couldn't help but say: "You and I are husband and wife, and it is right." ”
The queen walked very slowly, step by step, as if stepping on the tip of Concubine Shugui's heart, her slightly bent legs began to tremble, her lightly drooping head was unbearably sore, and every moment was torture.
Especially when she embellishes a lot of makeup today, several layers inside and outside are extremely luxurious and heavy, which makes her breathe slightly, and the eight-tailed phoenix hairpin is even more shaky because of the long bowing of her head!
This! It's a naked humiliation!
Tell her she doesn't deserve it all!
Empress!
I want to beat her back to her original form in front of the ministers!
Concubine Shu hates the queen, and even hates this Mu Divine Doctor, who was born out of thin air, actually pulled the queen back from the brink of death, it is simply unfair!
Mu Yan, Mu Yan, you'd better pray to God and Buddha and pray that the queen can protect you for a lifetime, otherwise this palace will call you, you can't survive, you can't die!
The emperor swept the queen into the back seat, and waved his long arm, which exempted everyone, and at this time the concubine was so tired that she almost fell, and she stubbornly walked to the first place of the concubine's seat, which avoided the end of humiliation.
On the prince's seat, there was a person who was as shocked as Concubine Shugui, and he was King Chen.
King Chen couldn't have imagined that this Mu Yan was really capable, and he cured the dying queen!
This is simply, beyond his expectations, maybe Mu Yan's medical skills are on par with the female Hua Tuo.
If it weren't for Mu Yan being his destined killer, he would definitely take her under his command, but in any case, the queen's recovery was a great joy for him.
With his eyes lightly constricted, King Chen took the wine glass and drank it all, thinking secretly in his heart, maybe he should meet this Mu Yan in person.
The piano and flute are played, the song and dance begin, the sun falls, and the lanterns are on.
Fireworks are rising everywhere, the whole world is celebrating together, the monarchs and ministers are happy, and the faction is prosperous and prosperous.
Some courtiers saw that the emperor was so happy, and when the celebration of the longevity festival was coming to an end, he simply said: "Your Majesty! Who is this Mu Divine Doctor? The stubborn disease that the entire Tai Hospital couldn't cure was actually broken by her, such a god, the emperor must ask her to come out, let me make friends later. ”
The queen pursed her lips and smiled: "Your Majesty, you said that you would reward the divine doctor, but you haven't said how to reward her, why don't you announce her coming and give her glory in public?" ”
The emperor held the queen's hand and readily agreed, he also wanted to see this extraordinary Mu Divine Doctor with his own eyes.
It didn't take long for a thin woman in green clothes to slowly step on the moonlight.
She wore a veil, her eyes were cold, and a layer of mist was gathered around her, like a gust of wind outside the hustle and bustle of this prosperous world, which blew leisurely into the hearts of everyone.
Seeing this, the hundred officials couldn't help but secretly wonder, such a clear and pure person who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, even King Chen couldn't help but be stunned.
He thought that Mu Yan would be afraid of his face and hair without his face and hair, and he would shrink his hands and feet to the stage, but she was as generous as she was, as if she was not afraid of the wind and rain of heaven and earth.
Mu Yan's eyes did not squint, he saluted respectfully, and his voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and the slight coolness of the night spread, refreshing people's hearts.
"Grass people Mu Yan, knock to see my emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."
As soon as he heard this voice, King Chen's heart trembled, and he instinctively straightened up and followed again.
Mu Yan is his destined killer, but why is her voice so familiar?
Where had he heard it?