"Your Majesty, Lord Wu asks to see you."

"Oh, he's back from a family visit?" Jing Ruhua raised his eyes and looked at the little eunuch below.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Xuan!"

Wu came in energetically, saw the picturesque scene, and made a big gift.

"Get up!" Jing Ruhua's back is straight, and it has its own majesty.

Wu Yong got up, thanked him realistically, and then changed the topic: "Your Majesty, the minister listens to the folk rumors, there is a miracle doctor who saves the world, known as the son of Moyu, his appearance and bearing are extraordinary, the minister can't help but be curious, so he asked him to diagnose and treat, and the medical skills are indeed excellent." ”

Jing Ruhua nodded and did not answer.

Seeing that Jing Ruhua didn't listen to his words, Wu Yong was anxious, and then said, "Your Majesty, this divine doctor is kind-hearted and treats the people for free, do you want to see it?" ”

See the Miracle Doctor? Jing Ruhua raised her eyes and saw that Wu Yong's expression was a little nervous, a little expectant, and a little unclear, just like the strange eyes of the court looking at her these days, Jing Ruhua's curiosity came up, is there anything strange about this?

"Then let's meet!" When Jing Ruhua saw that she said this, Wu Yong's eyes were even more strange, and she couldn't help but be even more puzzled.

And Wu Yong, who had strange eyes, kept beating in his heart, he hurriedly asked for the truth, does Your Majesty really like men? I just heard that I praised Moyu Gongzi like that, so I wanted to see it with my own eyes? Immediately, Wu Yong became even more worried, if His Majesty really likes men, then what can the Chu State do in the future, what can the country do?

Wu Yong, who was entangled in his heart, stepped aside with heavy steps, and he felt that these few steps were like walking on a mountain cliff, which made him both nervous and excited.

"The grass people have seen Your Majesty."

Jing Ruhua raised his eyes and forgot about it, and saw a man in black walking in from outside the main hall, he came with his backlight, all black and the light behind him was very harmonious, giving people the feeling of a god coming down from the sky, it was a very moving charm, as if the beauty and height of heaven and earth converged on him at the same time. His eyebrows were distinct, and his eyes were pure pitch black, as black as the endless abyss at the end of the universe, and after looking at it for a while, he had the illusion that he was about to be sucked in. He walked in without hurry, and bowed generously.

Jing Ruhua's pupils shrank, her straight back leaned forward slightly, and the hand holding the teacup paused, and after a while, Jing Ruhua put down the teacup and waved her hand, "You all stand down!" ”

Wu Yong, who was standing next to the main hall, was stunned there, looking at the man standing in the main hall, the side lines were clear, there was no half point to be picky, the skin was warm and delicate like jade, but it was warmer and softer than jade, Wu Yong secretly sighed that he was worthy of being the son of Moyu, like ink, like jade.

The door of the main hall was closed, and the man in the main hall raised his head and saw towards Jing Ruhua, with a hint of a smile in his dark eyes, as if countless palace lamps were lit up in the dark night, dotted with stars.

"Picturesque!" , the sound is like the ice and snow on the top of the mountains, like the breeze stretching in the sky and clouds.

"You, why are you here?" Jing Ruhua looked at him in disbelief, and the previously calm and waveless voice rippled.

"I've always been there, and when the time comes, it's time to come and see you." The man's eyebrows and eyes were stretched out like an unfolded ink painting.

Jing Ruhua looked at him, speechless for a long time, the man stood with a smile, stood in the hall, looked at each other, and the dragon Yanxiang in the hall spread out in the hall, drilled into the tip of the nose of the two, and submerged in it.