The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 702 Finally Spit Out
The autumn wind is blowing, and the sound of the flute is melodious.

Qiao Shan, dressed in white, stood in front of the window of the bamboo building, playing the flute leisurely.

Bo Langjun's carriage stopped outside the fenced yard.He helped Luo Jiaojiao get out of the carriage.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Qiao Shan never thought that it would be Uncle Guo's wife suffering from cold.

Although Qiao Shan seldom goes to the city's market, whenever he goes out, he must gain something.

He also heard about the fact that Zhao Guo's uncle Ye was demoted from the imperial city for a personal servant.Others say Bo Langjun is stupid, but he thinks that this country's uncle is unusual.

So he went to the portrait shop, and sure enough, he saw Bo Langjun's portrait.

It's really rare for a person who looks so handsome and handsome to be such an infatuated child.

Qiao Shan is a descendant of the imperial physician of the former dynasty, and the reason why he lives in seclusion is because his grandfather and family members all died in the struggle for imperial power.Although he admires Mr. Bo Lang, he doesn't like the royal family.

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao got out of the carriage and stood still, looking up at Qiao Shan.

What a handsome gentleman like the breeze and the moon!
"Qiao Shan never deals with royal people!"

The windows of the bamboo building were closed.

Bo Langjun and his wife were turned away.

Jiang Yu frowned and wanted to push open the fence gate, but was stopped by Mr. Bo Lang.

The owner doesn't want to be seen, and rushing in rashly will be even more counterproductive.

"What happened back then, Bo was not yet born. I also hope that Mr. Qiao Lang will be kind and heal the sickness of the poor."

Bo Langjun's voice is not high, but every sentence is reasonable.

"Joe's medical clothes!"

Qiao Shan still refused to heal.

"Bo was demoted from the palace six years ago, and he is already a poor man!"

Bo Langjun's words made Qiao Shan silent.He had no reason to refuse again, but the hurdle in his heart still couldn't pass.

The three of Bo Langjun stood outside the fenced courtyard for a long time, but there was no movement inside the bamboo building.

"How about we go back!"

Luo Jiaojiao frowned slightly.

"Not urgent!"

Mr. Bo Lang still looked at the window of the bamboo building.

"My consultation fee is very expensive, I wonder if Uncle Guo can afford it?"

Qiao Shan's voice was extremely cold.

"As long as I can cure the chronic disease of the poor, even if it takes Bo's life, I will not hesitate!"

Bo Langjun's words startled Luo Jiaojiao.She hurriedly said to Mr. Bo Lang:
"No more doctors! Let's go! This is not a doctor who treats patients, but a butcher!"

"Qiao doesn't want your life! I just want to be an upright doctor!"

Qiao Shan doesn't really love vanity, otherwise he wouldn't have to live in seclusion in the mountains.He just wanted to use this to make Mr. Bo Lang quit.

How could a descendant of a former imperial physician become a medical officer?I'm afraid he doesn't even have the qualifications to open a medical clinic!
"Yes! But not now!"

Bo Langjun's words made the bamboo building quiet again.

After a long time, Qiao Shan's voice came again from the bamboo building:
"Since you are a person who cultivates internal strength, why don't you use your kung fu to force out the cold air in your body? With the help of warming soup and medicine, it is expected that it will be cured in time!"

"Thank you! If there is a chance in the future, Mr. Qiao Lang will surely get what he wants!"

Qiao Shan's words made Mr. Bo Lang suddenly enlightened.He gave a salute to the closed window, then took Luo Jiaojiao into the carriage and left.

"Is it really possible?"

A sigh came faintly from the newly opened window of the bamboo building.

"Do you understand?"

Mr. Bo Lang put his arm around his wife's shoulder and asked.

"I understand the truth, but how to force the cold air out of the body?"

"I'll help you!"

Mr. Bo Lang kissed Luo Jiaojiao's forehead.

Luo Jiaojiao rested her head on Bo Langjun's shoulder, and wrapped her hands around his waist.At this time, she felt that she was extremely happy and had found the love of her life.

"Master! Xu Nei is waiting outside the gate of the mansion!"

Jiang Yu drove the carriage to the gate of the mansion, and saw Xu Neishi standing outside the gate looking around.

What is he here for?

Mr. Bo Lang helped Luo Jiaojiao up, and the two got out of the carriage together.

"This old slave has seen Uncle Guo!"

When Xu Neishi saw Bo Langjun's car driving back, he immediately came over to salute.

"What's the matter?"

Mr. Bo Lang asked as he walked.

"The emperor's uncle and his wife are entering the palace!"

"Do you know why?"

Mr. Bo Lang stopped and looked at Neishi Xu.

"The empress dowager is thinking about you! During the three days since you returned to the mansion, the empress dowager can't eat well or sleep well. The emperor is very upset! I want you to come to the palace to be with me as soon as possible!"

"Please Xu Neishi go back and tell the Emperor Ming that Bo Zhao will enter the palace immediately after changing his clothes!"

"The old slave is one step ahead!"

After Xu's servant saluted Bo Langjun and his wife, he got into the carriage with the help of the accompanying servant.

"You rest for a while! After I take a shower and change clothes, we will enter the palace together."

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao entered the study and said.

"Ok!"

Luo Jiaojiao sat at the tea table and began to make tea.

Jiang Yu served Bo Langjun to take a bath.Mr. Bo Lang asked Jiang Yu:
"Is there someone you like?"

"Not yet!"

Jiang Yu rubbed and washed Bo Langjun's hair gently.

"It's time to start a family!"

Bo Langjun soaked in the warm pool water with his eyes closed and said.

"But it's up to Mr. Lang to make the decision!"

Jiang Yu blushed a little.He kept housekeeping in the palace all day long, and never thought about his marriage.

"Wait until you enter the palace, I will ask the Queen Mother to find a good marriage for you!"

Mr. Bo Lang thinks that Jiang Yu's place is good, but he doesn't know how to plan for himself.

Luo Jiaojiao finished the tea and waited for Bo Langjun to come back and taste it.

Mr. Bo Lang got into the carriage first because of his anxiety.

Jiang Yu sent someone to inform Luo Jiaojiao.Luo Jiaojiao drank two cups of tea and a pastry by herself before leaving the house.

"Why so long?"

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao got into the carriage, Mr. Bo Lang asked.

"Hungry! I ate a pastry."

Luo Jiaojiao wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand, and sat beside Bo Langjun.

The carriage has started.Jiang Yu hit the horse and went straight to the imperial city.

The emperor was sitting next to the queen mother drinking tea, his eyes looked at the entrance of the hall from time to time.

Didn't servant Xu say that they will arrive soon?

The eyes of the benevolent and filial emperor moved to the face of Bo Ji who was beside him with a tired expression.

"Queen! Your Majesty!"

Bo Langjun and his wife walked into the palace gate and saluted together.

"Zhaoer! Gillian! Come and sit next to sister!"

With a surprised look on his face, Bo Jidun swept away the lethargic expression on his face, and a look of light appeared in his eyes.

"You will always be by the Queen Mother's side in the future! I'm lonely, go back and rest!"

Although the emperor was looking forward to Bo Langjun and his wife's arrival, after seeing Bo Ji's reaction, he couldn't help feeling a little jealous of his uncle.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao saluted the emperor respectfully.

"Come! Drink tea!"

Bo Ji personally poured tea for Bo Langjun and his wife.

After Luo Jiaojiao took the tea, she took a sip, and then refilled Bo Ji's tea.

"What have you been up to these days?"

Seeing the joy on her younger brother's face, Bo Ji couldn't help asking.

Mr. Bo Lang told Bo Ji that there was a cure for Luo Jiaojiao's cold illness.

Bo Ji was happy after hearing this.She ordered Yan'er to help cook the soup every day.

It was getting late, and Bo Langjun and his wife came to the side hall.

"How did Lang Jun say it before he even wrote the horoscope?"

"I think Qiao Shan's method is feasible! Come on! Let's try it!"

Bo Langjun entered the inner room with Luo Jiaojiao in his arms.

"Does it really work?"

Luo Jiaojiao sat cross-legged, but her heart still couldn't settle down.

(End of this chapter)