Chapter 139: Say a big disrespectful word

Long Ying's unpredictable eyes looked at her, "Your brother has already given me the prescription, but I think I should go out of the palace in person." ”

Lu Liang looked at him with some suspicion.

She wrote the prescription very clearly and clearly, and even some matters that need to be paid attention to were carefully listed, otherwise, isn't there still Lin Yuanzheng? He didn't have to make this trip at all.

"Is there anything else the emperor is puzzled about?"

The knuckles of the dragon martingale were distinct, and he lightly buckled the table, and the prescription had been handed over to Lin Yuanzheng, who would arrange everything by himself, and he didn't need to worry about anything.

But when he met the girl's beautiful black and white eyes, he paused and nodded, "Yes." ”

Lu Liangwei asked, "Is there anything the emperor doesn't understand?" ”

Long Ying was stunned and asked, "I've read the prescription Lin Yuan, but most of the medicinal materials contained in the prescription you listed are tonics, and I don't understand, why do I need tonics?" ”

Lu Liang glanced at him slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, to say something disrespectful, how do you feel about your body?" ”

This can be said to be very direct and does not give face.

The dragon martingale was stunned, and looked at the girl's pure and innocent eyes, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was silent for a long time.

His own body, he naturally knows.

He didn't look like much on the outside, but in fact, he was almost out of gas.

Lin Yuanzheng had said before that his body might not survive until the end of the year.

This time he went to Shengtuo Peak, and after he came back, he fell asleep all night, and he felt that if it wasn't for the medicine Lu Liangwei had given him before, he would probably have been poisoned.

Lu Liangwei didn't seem to notice the emperor's abnormality, and continued: "The emperor's body looks good, but in fact it is just an empty shelf, and it is even weaker than the old man in his seventies and eighties. ”

This was a heart-wrenching statement, and for a while, the expression on Long Yingjun's face was a little exciting.

After a long moment, Cai Wan'er smiled and said, "Miss Lu Er, have you always spoken so directly?" ”

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold.

But Lu Liangwei didn't notice it, and said unceremoniously: "The courtiers are just telling the truth, if you don't care about your body, don't say that you will survive until the end of the year, this month, you may not be able to survive." As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her hand, which she naturally placed on his hand on the table, and carefully checked her pulse.

The girl's cool fingertips suddenly pressed on her pulse, and there was a strange tingling feeling.

This is a feeling he has never experienced before.

At this moment, the haze that originally rose in my heart because of her direct and merciless words suddenly dissipated.

He sat upright on the chair and lowered his eyes to look at the serious and focused girl opposite, and his dark and deep eyes were full of complex emotions.

After a moment, Lu Liangwei had already withdrawn his hand.

She wrinkled her eyebrows and glanced at him, "Your pulse is very weak, and your body has been seriously tired from being tired in the past few days. With that, she stood up, "You sit down for a while, and the courtier will go and boil some medicine for you." ”

Before the dragon martingale could speak, she had already run out like a gust of wind.

The dragon martingale lowered his eyes and looked at his left hand lightly, which seemed to have the remaining temperature of the girl.

Lu Tingchen walked in from outside with a saucer.

Considering that the emperor's visit was not suitable for publicity, he had to abandon all his subordinates and personally boil water to make tea.

However, how did Weiwei that girl get so hot?

He shook his head, and when he entered the house, he brought the tea to the dragon martingale.