Ying Zheng looked at Xia Wuhe: "What did you diagnose before?" ”

As soon as she heard this, she sighed in her heart: [Oops, my father won't know that I didn't really sleep at night and went somewhere else, right? 】

[Oops, I want to know what Xia Wuhe diagnosed, but I don't want my father to know what's going on? 】

[I hope it's not too outrageous, lest my father can't accept it and hurt his body.] 】

Ying Zheng: "......" This kid is still thinking about my body at this time.

But the more this is the case, the more he has to figure out what the state of his nine daughters is after entering the 'Academy of Agricultural Sciences'?

By the way, this child's body is in Daqin, so how did she enter the Academy of Agricultural Sciences?

Could it be that there is really a legendary soul immortal method?

Xia Wuhe looked at the father and daughter, and wanted to hide the results of the previous diagnosis, but he didn't dare.

I am afraid that Her Royal Highness and Her Majesty, who are so magical, can see that they are not telling the truth.

He knelt down with a pout: "Your Majesty forgive your sins, minister...... The minister diagnosed...... Diagnosed ......"

"I forgive you for your innocence, and tell the truth."

Seeing that he was spitting and spitting and didn't dare to say it for a long time, Ying Zheng guessed that there must be some big rebellious words in it.

"Your Majesty, the minister has just diagnosed that although Her Royal Highness is breathing, she has no pulse, as if she ...... It was as if life had been cut off. ”

The last few words, Xia Wuhe said very softly, so light that if it weren't for the father and daughter holding their breath, they wouldn't be able to hear clearly.

Xuyan: Is that the case with "......"?

[What about me now?] 】

Xu Yan was so curious that she hurriedly stretched out her hand and said, "Imperial Doctor Xia, you can diagnose it now." ”

"Yes, if you diagnose it again, maybe you made a mistake."

Seeing this, Ying Zheng hurriedly woke up from the shock just now, staring at the outstretched wrist of the nine girls with burning eyes, and he couldn't wait to get a diagnosis in person.

Fortunately, the first emperor of his generation has always been calm and unfazed, and did not show this eagerness.

Xia Wuhe didn't know what the father and daughter thought in their hearts, so they hurriedly set up the pulse pillow, and when Xu Yan put her wrist on, she immediately stretched out three fingers and skillfully put it on it.

The strong pulse beating and healthy physical condition made Xia Wuhe confirm that he had made a mistake in his previous diagnosis.

But for the sake of insurance, he signaled Xu Yan to change his hand to continue the diagnosis.

Except for some restlessness caused by excessive worry, Her Royal Highness is in good health and has no problems.

He told the truth, and both father and daughter fell into deep thought.

Xu Yan was thinking that her body had changed so much before and after entering the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, but fortunately her breathing was still there, otherwise the maids would come in and take a breath.

Wouldn't it make a big fuss?

Ying Zheng is thinking, what kind of place is the so-called Academy of Agricultural Sciences?

Why can't the body left here diagnose the pulse after Xu'er goes in?

He observed the change in the expression of the nine girls, and saw her thoughtful appearance, he must have been thinking about how to prevent others from knowing about her abnormality.

It seems that I still have to make a will, so that today's events do not happen again.

Fortunately, Xia Wuhe has not yet said the results after checking the pulse today, and Xu'er has come back.

If I come back later, and I am anxious to know about Xu'er's physical condition, shouldn't I ask questions of concern from the public?

At that time, Xia Wuhe was under pressure, would he say in public that Xu'er had no pulse?

In order to put an end to such things, Ying Zheng immediately stood up: "Come on, pass on all the palace maids who serve by Xu'er's side." ”

"Yui."

Outside, there was the voice of the ancestral dragon's guards.

Xu Yan blinked at her father with big eyes, and Ying Zheng patted her arm comfortingly, signaling that she didn't need to worry.