The relationship between the second lady to prepare for marriage, coupled with the strict defense of Zhenguo Gong and the old lady, the master has not seen the second miss for many days.

Finally, there was a banquet in the name of inviting the ministers into the palace, so that he could take this opportunity to meet Miss Lu Er.

Master, alas, it's not that the slaves don't help you, it's really hard to deal with the Duke of Zhenguo.

Seeing that Miss Lu was about to be pulled away by Zhenguo Gong, Zhao Qian stepped forward and stopped the person.

"Since Zhenguo Gong has arrived at Longqian Palace, why don't you go in and sit for a while, besides, after sitting in this carriage for a long time, the second lady must be thirsty, our family has already prepared refreshments inside, and it is not too late for the two of you to go to Qionglu Hall after using it."

"This place is not far from Qionglu Palace, and there are also refreshments there, let's just go over directly, and don't bother Manager Zhao." Lu Hetian glanced at Zhao Qian with a cold gaze.

Zhao Qian immediately felt a thick murderous aura.

The killing aura on Zhenguo Gong's body is too heavy, what should he do if he can't stand it?

He laughed embarrassedly, "Zhenguo Gong is too worried, where will there be trouble, I said that it was prepared early in the morning." ”

Lu Hetian looked at him with a cold and gloomy gaze, "The national prince said that there is no need, Mr. Zhao should use it for himself." With that, he took Lu Liangwei's hand and strode away.

Zhao Qian secretly complained, and just when he didn't know what to do, a calm and majestic voice came.

"Zhenguo Gong, please stay."

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief, it would be easy to handle when the master came.

No matter how arrogant the earthquake is, can he still ignore Tianwei?

He quickly stepped aside.

Lu Hetian really stopped, turned around, and saluted to the dragon martingale, "Weichen knocks to see the emperor!" ”

"The courtiers greet the emperor!" Lu Liangwei followed and also saluted the dragon martingale.

"Earthquake is exempt." Long Ying raised one hand weakly, and then looked at Lu Liangwei with a smile, "Don't be polite slightly." ”

Lu Liang paused slightly, stood up, and looked curiously at the boy he was holding in his arms.

Lu Hetian also stood up, but subconsciously blocked in front of Lu Liangwei, and his tall figure blocked the sight of the dragon martingale falling on her.

Long Ying glanced at him, snorted secretly, and said in his heart, in a few days, he will marry Weiwei and enter the palace, and when the time comes, Weiwei will enter the palace, and Lu Hetian can still prevent him from coming to the palace?

Putting his thoughts away, he said with a straight face: "Weiwei, you come to show Zhi'er, he is not in a good state." ”

"Yes." When Lu Liangwei heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward, but was stopped by Lu Hetian, "Your Majesty, the eldest princess's child is sick, she should ask the imperial doctor to see her, Weiwei is not a doctor, where will she see a doctor." ”

Long Ying's brows furrowed, but he quickly stretched out again, "The imperial doctor in the palace is helpless, and he has a medical book on Weibo, maybe there will be a way, maybe there will be a way, don't underestimate Zhenguogong." ”

Lu Hetian frowned, looked at his daughter beside him, and hesitated.

He naturally knew that his daughter had been studying medicine during this time, and most of the medical books in Fanghuayuan were moved to Weixi Garden by her, and she also opened a small pharmacy for refining pharmacies.

In addition, Weiwei also opened a pharmacy outside, but he didn't know exactly what her medical skills were.

But he had a bottle of the poisonless pill she had refined.

Maybe when he didn't know it, Weiwei had indeed learned some medical skills.

After all, her mother's medical skills are outstanding, and she has inherited her talent, not necessarily.