Feeling the pain like cramps all over his body, Wen Yang's teeth rattled, he never dreamed that he would die at the hands of a thug who was famous in his life.

struggled to sit up, but the tarsal pain still made him can't help but scold: "Leng Rou, you bitch, Lao Tzu won't let go of your ......"

Then I felt a palpitation and fainted again.

"Young Master!Young Master!What's wrong with you!Don't scare Lian'er!"

In front of the huge golden wire bed, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old maid saw the young man going crazy, first frightened, and when she saw Wen Yang falling asleep again, she couldn't help but wipe her tears.

"Lian'er!" "Did the little prince wake up just now?"

The door of the bedroom was slowly opened, and a beautiful woman in palace clothes walked with lotus steps, looking anxiously at Lian'er's cheeks, wanting to know the answer at the first moment.

Lian'er saw that it was Mrs. Guan, and there was a hint of panic on her little face.

"Mrs. Hui's words, the little prince has indeed woken up just now, and he said some inexplicable words!"

"Uh, wake up, strange words?"

Mrs. Guan's face was full of doubt.

At the same time, with a tender face, he took out the brocade in his sleeve and gently wiped it on Wen Yang's face.

She had been waiting for this moment for three whole years.

In the past three years, she has not slept soundly or had a happy day.

It's all because of the young man in gorgeous clothes lying on the golden wire bed.

"The little prince really woke up just now!"

Lian'er was afraid that Mrs. Guan would not believe her, so she hurriedly explained.

"I already heard Ning'er's shout just now!

Madame Guan walked to the door, and did hear a jumbled voice, but she was not sure whose voice it was.

However, when she had just wiped the sweat drops from the boy's forehead, she understood that her son had woken up, otherwise how could there be beads of sweat on his head?

"Xiaolian! The news of the little prince's awakening must not be leaked out, and those who violate the order will be punished out of the palace!"

Mrs. Guan's words made Xiaolian's body tremble, she understood the importance of the little prince, but she was also convinced that Mrs. Guan could say the words of the palace.

"Hurry up and ask the Taiguo doctor to come, let her bring the best pills, I want her to heal the little prince within seven days, and ensure that he can get out of bed and walk, otherwise I will make trouble with the prince, and I want her to be a slut and look good, hum!." ”

After Mrs. Guan finished speaking, the brocade robe waved, and an invisible pressure rushed to fill the bedroom.

At half a tea time, the maid Xiaolian took a woman in an official uniform and hurried over.

"I've seen the Lady of the Imperial Protector!"

The female official behind Xiaolian immediately bowed to the official's wife.

"Jing Yao's niece, red tape is gone, hurry up and take a look at Ning'er's illness!"

After hearing this, the Taiguo doctor named Jing Yao did not delay any longer, and hurriedly took out a pack of gold needles, a pack of silver needles, and several bottles and jars of medicine from his sleeve.

Seeing this, Mrs. Guan's brows immediately tightened, and her eyes became a little more vigilant when she looked at Female Doctor Jingyao.

"Don't rush to get the needle and test the medicine first, first see how the pulse is, if it is not appropriate, and then think of another way. ”

"Madame still doesn't believe in Jing Yao, although last time it was Jing Yao's negligence in diagnosis that caused Cousin Ning to suffer a heavy blow from the golden needle, but this time it will definitely not!. ”

"No, no, no!

"Yes, ma'am!"

Jing Yao didn't want to argue with the official's wife, and the medical officer naturally had the final say in seeking medical advice, even the current Daxian Emperor, who was also obedient under the instructions of the female medical officer, but she didn't expect this domineering official's wife to interfere with the medical officer's needle and prescribe medicine.

couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Guan a few times, and Female Doctor Jing Yao shook her head helplessly.

If you don't get an injection and don't take medicine, how can this disease be treated?

However, Jing Yao seemed to think of something in an instant, and no longer hesitated.

Stretched out his white jade hand and put it on Wen Yang's mighty wrist.

At this moment, Wen Yang was in a daze and wanted to scold, and even had the idea of riding Leng Rou under his crotch.

After a short mental collision, there was an indescribable sense of comfort in the whole body.

I heard the two women arguing about something, and even scolded several times in my heart: "What kind of doctor is this virtue, he doesn't let the needle or prescribe the medicine, he simply gives himself the pulse, Lao Tzu suffers a knife wound, and the pulse can make a bird." ”

Just when he was about to have a seizure and couldn't open his eyes, a cold little hand was on his wrist.

That kind of cold and silky feeling is so good, it seems that this little doctor's skin and appearance must not be bad, it must be an out-and-out beauty.

Wen Yang thought like this, there was a different evil smile on his face, and he simply couldn't stop and enjoy this indirect skin kiss!

Three minutes passed, and Jing Yao's face slowly turned from flat to stunned.

She had seen a thousand strange diseases, and no patient had ever been able to give Cousin Ning's pulse so dull and heavy, and the surging blood expanded and contracted with the back and forth of the heart, and each time it hit the girl's hazy heart.

"Could it be that Cousin Ning is not sick, but when I think about it, who is not sick and has been lying in bed for three years. ”

Who doesn't know the entire Daxian Dynasty that Wen Ning, the prince of the invincible King of Zhennan, obtained a nine-star fishing rod three years ago, and was crushed by the river carp of the Sanwen Chishui River, and the carp turned over and shattered his skull, and since then he has been accompanied by a bed and turned into a vegetative person.

"What the hell!"

Mrs. Guan looked at Jing Yaojiao's face uncertain, and secretly scolded in her heart: "It's all quacks that hurt people, little burners, if you can't cure Ning'er again this time, see if I don't tear your x!"

Wen Ning was enjoying the different feeling, and the jade hands slowly took away from his wrists.

"Mrs. Yu, the official doctor is shallow, and I really can't diagnose why Cousin Ning is like this!"

Jing Yao's body trembled and looked at Mrs. Guan, in a hurry, it was better to tell the truth.

"Not sick, are you sure?"

When Mrs. Guan heard the news for the first time, her body couldn't help but tremble.

She understands better than anyone else that the cousin and niece of the king of Zhennan in front of her is an out-and-out quack doctor, relying on her uncle to be the king of Zhennan, and she is on the rise in the Daxian Dynasty, and within five years, she has been promoted from a female doctor to a third-level imperial official in a row, and she usually treats the emperor's relatives and relatives, and even the emperor likes her very much.

"A competent medical officer, can Ning'er be treated as a neuropathy? Have you ever seen a neuropathy lying motionless on the bed?"

Fortunately, Ning Er hadn't woken up at that time, and she didn't know the pain of this golden needle pulling bones.

That kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Mrs. Guan looked at Jing Yao, as if she had seen the enemy, her eyes were very red, Nima, not to mention borrowing the momentum of our family, she didn't have any ability and pretended to be very powerful.

This time, if you say that you are not sick, can you just make up lies and deceive people if you are a medical officer?

"Quack, quack, see if I don't tear ....."

Xiaolian, who was hiding behind Mrs. Guan, saw Madame's posture, and suddenly felt a spasm under her body, with a hint of urine.

"Madam, no! Sister Yao has an official position, beating the officials of the court is a small matter, and it is a big thing to despise the emperor's authority!"

Xiaolian's words scared back the jade hand raised by the official's wife.

"Contempt for royal prestige is a capital offense at the lightest!"

Mrs. Guan couldn't help but gasp, fortunately, there was a mention from the maid Xiaolian, otherwise there was a big tree like the king of Zhennan, and she couldn't protect her.

"You're such a goblin who hurts people, a goblin who kills people and doesn't pay for his life!"

Mrs. Guan scolded while squatting in front of the golden wire bed to wipe her tears.

At this moment, there is no more than a little bit of the appearance of Mrs. Youhuang.

Jing Yao looked helplessly at the young man lying on the bed, and the past was vivid.

The young man was still crowned like a jade, with a tiger nose and sword eyebrows, and on his red lips, a layer of white skin had dried up after not eating water and wine for several days, but it still couldn't hide his handsome air.

"Cousin Wen Ning! Cousin Wen Ning! I'm Jing Yao!"

Jing Yao's crying pear blossoms brought rain, and the grievances were attached to Wen Ning's chest, and the kind of intimate true feelings really touched the official lady and Xiaolian in front of her.

"Cousin, if you don't wake up, Jing Yao will really have no face again, go to see her uncle, woo woo ....."

Wen Yang feels that he is really a good actor, this technique of pretending to be dead is really fucking nobody, if he gets a Hundred Flowers Award to comment on who has the highest pretending to be dead, he is sure that he can get the first place.

In fact, he was completely awake after Jing Yao gave him the pulse.

However, at that time, he was in chaos, a lady, a quiet Yao, and a little lotus, which made him a bit of a second monk, and he couldn't figure out which way.

I had no choice but to play dead and learn more about myself in their mouths.

But slowly, he understood a little, especially the official lady's screams one by one, no matter how stupid Wen Yang was, he knew what was going on.

He was a little afraid to accept the facts in front of him, after all, crossing this kind of thing is not a joke.

But hearing Jing Yao's heart-rending cry, coupled with the pressure of Jing Yao's body, he was about to breathe.

There was no way, he could only choose to face it bravely.

Feeling the soft thing on his chest, a stream of hot blood choked his throat, and Wen Yang tried to raise his arm.

"Beauty, you move it, it makes me so uncomfortable!"

Jing Yao, who was sad, was frightened by this sudden sentence and rolled under the bed.

"Little Wangye, you're awake!" Xiao Lian exclaimed excitedly.

Nima: What's going on? Did I really cross over? I'm dizzy!