The Imperial History Mansion is like a small jasper in the wisdom of the show, the outside looks delicate and elegant, but the interior is unique, no matter the layout or style, it is full of elegant atmosphere.

Li Fuchen took Yang Jing to the back house, one of the large courtyards was very spacious, although the entire Longyuan City was very humid and hot, and it was so stuffy that it made people panic, but it was extremely cool here.

A turquoise living water flows around the courtyard, the unique bamboo tube waterwheel is squeaky and turning, after the water in the bamboo tube is full, it squeaks, shakes the head and tails and pours out the water, the surrounding is also beautiful forests and lush bamboos, the breeze blows, the fragrant and fragrant courtyard, refreshing people's hearts.

Li Fuchen was obviously very attentive to Li Zhaohuang and loved him very much, and the courtyard was surrounded by servants in a hurry, although these servants were all dark and thin, but their eyes were capable, their hands and feet were diligent, and their clothes were simple but clean.

After arriving at the inner house, there are few men on the outside, and there are rough and rough envoys on the outside, and beautiful and pleasing girls serving inside.

Yang Jing himself is a master, and his martial arts are much higher than Li Zhun and others, so naturally he doesn't need Li Zhun and other guards, but for the sake of prudence, Li Zhun still flew on the roof, investigated around, and kept the route and layout in mind in case of accidents.

Feng Ruochen and the others had been staying in the palace earlier, in order to help Empress Shuntian, who was mistaken by Yang Jing for Emperor Li Zhao, and to plan that big event, but Yang Jing did not follow Yang Jing, so Yang Jing came to Li Zhaohuang's room under the leadership of Li Fuchen.

Li Fuchen hesitated at the door for a while before pushing the door in and leading Yang Jing to the outer room.

"Tianxin, have you ever felt better today?" Li Fu Chen asked softly, his eyes full of concern, even a little humble.

After Yang Jing inquired, he also knew that Li Zhaohuang's real name was Li Fojin, also known as Li Tianxin, and he was in the sleep behind this screen, so it should be Li Zhaohuang himself!

However, Li Fuchen's good voice did not get a good response, Li Fuchen took into account Yang Jing, so he asked in Chinese, and behind the screen, he replied coldly in Da Yue, and then there was the movement of vases and other things smashed on the screen!

All of this is actually not too unexpected, after all, the Chen family has taken the Li family's dynasty, and killed all the people of the imperial family, and even played these two poor women in the palm of their hands, no matter how much Li Zhaohuang hates them, it is not too much.

Li Fuchen's face suddenly became a little embarrassed and ugly, smiled at Yang Jing, and explained: "Neizi is depressed and sick, sometimes hysteria, and occasionally hurting people is inevitable, but now that he has been suffering for a long time, the lower officials are also burning, so please leave everything to the Hou Ye!"

Yang Jing saw that he said sincerely and humbly, a dignified imperial doctor, and now it was a sensitive period, he was able to plead with Yang Jing in a low voice, which showed his love for Li Zhaohuang.

The matter of saving lives and helping the wounded, in the end, is out of humanitarianism, and it is not good to have a political component, so Yang Jing does not have too much concern, and said to Li Fuchen: "Lord Yushi loves his wife very much, and Ben Hou also understands, and let me see the condition before talking about anything else." ”

Li Fuchen nodded, and then took Yang Jing around the screen and walked into the inner room, a smell of incense mixed with urine rushed in, but Yang Jing's face did not change, as if he did not notice it.

Although Li Zhaohuang has a messy head and disheveled clothes, his posture is indeed called the national color and heavenly fragrance, but his eyes are bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth are salivating, like a crazy woman, and he mutters something in a low voice.

Xu was worried that she would harm herself, and the furnishings in this room were extremely simple, with a limited and necessary few items, and the corners were wrapped in soft cloth, and a young girl was picking up the fragments of a vase on the ground.

This woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and when she saw Yang Jing and the others coming in, she glanced up, and Yang Jing's eyes couldn't help but light up, because this woman's kung fu should be good.

However, in front of Yang Jing, a great martial arts master, this girl is not a master, although Yang Jing is smiling, she still feels Yang Jing's unfathomable mysterious aura, and can't help but hurriedly retreat to the side.

When Li Zhaohuang saw Li Fuchen, he gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, he scolded, he was very excited, and the girl hurriedly went over and hugged Li Zhaohuang.

Yang Jing walked out from behind Li Fuchen and carefully observed Li Zhaohuang, this woman's skin was white and snowy, which was very different from ordinary Annan women, both the graceful beauty of Central Plains women, and the wild and toned nature of Nanban women.

Because of her disheveled clothes, her every move will inevitably reveal a full spring color, just the looming style is enough to make people's hearts ape.

Although Li Fuchen saw Li Zhaohuang day and night, he couldn't kiss Fang Ze if he wanted to, so he saw this, his face was red, his mouth was dry, and he swallowed saliva quietly.

Although this Li Zhaohuang is beautiful, but in the end he is not as bad as Ji Jin, Yang Jing is used to seeing beauties, and he has professional ethics and professional ethics, so he naturally does not have much reaction to this.

But Li Zhaohuang was different, after she saw Yang Jing, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she broke free from the female guard, threw herself into Yang Jing's arms, and actually touched Yang Jing's body!

Yang Jing couldn't help frowning, he was the best at hand-to-hand grappling, and he was gentle and gentle, but he twisted Li Zhaohuang's arm and gently subdued her!

Although Li Zhaohuang couldn't move, his cheeks were flying, his eyes were full of spring, and there were emotional ripples in his eyes, which was clearly a look of longing and dissatisfaction!

Li Fuchen also sighed lightly and covered his forehead, looking very embarrassed.

Yang Jing pressed on Li Zhaohuang's wrist Shenmen acupoint and palm Laogong acupoint, injecting the internal force of Jinguan Yusuo, Li Zhaohuang quickly calmed down, and then leaned on Yang Jing's shoulder, and actually fell asleep!

This Shenmen acupoint is the hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra, which is similar to the Laogong acupoint, and pressing or acupuncture can play a role in calming and calming the nerves, but it is impossible to work so quickly.

Yang Jing used these two acupuncture points to control and stabilize Li Zhaohuang's mind with the internal force of the golden Guan jade lock, although it was not a difficult task, but in the eyes of Li Fuchen and the girl master, it was a fairy method!

"People say that Master Hou is alive and dead, and his medical skills are amazing, but when I see it today, if this is the case, the lower officials really admire it!"

Li Fuchen's face was red, and he said with excitement and excitement, because since Yang Jing was able to stabilize Li Zhaohuang so directly, it means that he is not an ordinary quack, and this Li Zhaohuang is saved this time!

However, Yang Jing's question made Li Fuchen embarrassed again.

"Lord Yushi, how long has Madame Zun had such symptoms, how long has it lasted, and has it become more frequent?"

When Li Fuchen heard this, he seemed a little embarrassed and hesitated, but finally confessed: "It's been a while."

"Specifically, after the subordinate married the lower official, this situation gradually appeared"

"At first, it was just a dream, and then it was a daydream, but as long as the male servant and the like, as long as she approached, she was excited, but she was cold and resisted me, either beating or scolding"

"Master Hou, what's wrong with Tianxin? She is not such a woman, the medical officer said that she was stunned by the devil and let the ghosts and gods possess her, but the lower the official found a Taoist to do it, but it still didn't help, and the more serious her condition became, sometimes she had no choice but to tie her up, so that she could get a moment of peace."

"It's okay today, she usually tears off all her clothes, and runs around in broad daylight, it's really pitiful and sinful."

As soon as Li Fuchen said this, Yang Jing knew what kind of illness this Li Zhaohuang had.

This disease is called nymphomia in Chinese medicine, which is often referred to as nymphomaniac.

disease is a kind of hysteria, but it is also related to bodily functions, which is about the same as hyperactivity in modern medicine.

The main symptoms are obvious and a little ashamed, that is, sexual excitement occurs frequently, sexual requirements are extremely urgent, and they will show extremely strong sexual reactions to the opposite sex or even the same sex, and even reach the extent that they do not avoid intimacy regardless of the occasion day or night, and even ordinary touches such as shaking hands will produce strong desires when it is serious!

In view of Li Zhaohuang's personal experience, it is not surprising that he was objectified and played with by the men of the Chen family, and it is not surprising that he has a mental disorder, and this experience is also reasonable as a stimulus to lead to such hysteria.

You must know that Li Zhaohuang and Chen have been married for so many years, and they were tragically abandoned, and they were forced to marry Li Fuchen, and they were only twenty-three or four years old at this time, so that the age when she got married can also be deduced.

Before she had fully conceived children, and even just began to give birth, she was forced to marry Chen, and you can imagine how heavy the pressure and mental blow on her soul was.

This is the sad thing about being born in the royal family, if Li Zhaohuang is an ordinary woman, maybe life may not be much better, but at least he will not think about it now, let alone in the future, he will remarry Chen's son Chen Huang, a maid and two husbands, these two husbands are still father and son!

However, since Yang Jing encountered it, he naturally would not let this kind of thing happen, although Li Zhaohuang was very aggressive, but Yang Jing could still feel some emotional things when he subdued her.

It's just that the specific situation here is inconvenient for Li Fuchen to know, so Yang Jing said to Li Fuchen.

"Lord Yushi, Ben Hou wants to carefully check Princess Zhaosheng, and he may have to use a needle later, which is also inconvenient, but it is important to save people, Ben Hou can only be abrupt"

Li Fuchen naturally knew that this ancient rule was still relatively strict, and male medical officers were really not suitable for treating women, let alone using needles as a personal treatment method.

It's just that now no one in the entire Annan can save Emperor Li Zhao, and Yang Jing has the legendary deeds of resurrection, and now he and the maid are also obvious to all, and it is important to save his life, so he doesn't have so many scruples.

"The doctor is benevolent, and the lower officials can trust Master Hou, but he still leaves this slave in the room, Master Hou has a sending, and it is good to let her do it."

Although Li Fuchen said that he was relieved, he still left the maid after all, also to avoid suspicion for Yang Jing, and Yang Jing naturally did not have much objection to this, even if Li Fuchen walked out of the inner bed.

Yang Jing carried Li Zhaohuang to the side of the bed, put it down gently, and then covered her with a quilt, but did not immediately examine and treat her, but turned around and stared directly at the maid.

Although the maid is a master of thousands of choices, how can she compare to Yang Jing, Yang Jing deliberately released the momentum of the grandmaster level, even if this woman's heart trembles, she dare not look directly at Yang Jing!

Yang Jing took two steps forward, and the maid didn't even dare to retreat, and stood in place with her head bowed tremblingly, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Yang Jing picked her chin with his fingers, stared at her pupils, and then leaned in and asked, "Do you know how to speak Chinese?"

The waitress looked extremely nervous, her body tensed, and after a while, she stammered a little and replied, "I understand."

Yang Jing smiled slightly and said to her, "Since that's the case, you and I have to talk first." ”

When the maid heard this, she couldn't help but look earthy, and her heart was like a dead heart, because such a master was not something that Li Fuchen could recruit, except for Chen Shoudu, who else could instruct such a master?