and live with spring

Yan Wanwan frowned and closed her eyes, "I don't care, anyway, no matter how you treat it, I will stay by your side and I won't go anywhere."

Yan Zheng smiled lightly, pecking and kissing the top of her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yan Wanwan raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes in protest, then he laughed, raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll let you stay with me."

The next morning, the snow had stopped.The eyes are full of powder makeup and jade.

When Tang Yanqiu saw Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan who came hand in hand, he was a little surprised, but it was only for a moment, so he said "Come in", before turning around and entering the room.Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan followed, and when they got to the house, Tang Yanqiu was already bent over the table, setting out a pair of silver needles for acupuncture, "I'll do the acupuncture first, if you can't bear it on the way, you can interrupt me at any time. "

Yan Zheng gave a soft "hmm".

He looked at the gentle and elegant aristocrat, but as Lu Heng said, to enter the dark department and get to his current position, what he has experienced is far from being just a few words that he said lightly. He can say everything, so he is very tolerant.Yan Wanwan had already noticed the time he was injured in Wuhui Mountain before.It's the same this time.

If she hadn't seen the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and the bruised veins on the corners of his forehead and the back of his hands, from his calm face with closed eyes, she wouldn't have seen the slightest pain.He is so calm.

But because she knew him well, Yan Wanwan knew that it wasn't that he didn't hurt, but that he was too tolerant.And this kind of him, in her eyes, only made her feel even more distressed.

As Tang Yanqiu gently twirled the silver needles pierced into the acupoints, letting the silver needles go deeper with her strength, Yan Zhengxu's hand that held Yan Wanwan suddenly tightened, making her a little painful, but Even so, his hands still trembled uncontrollably.

How much pain should he have?Yan Wanwan thought about it, the corners of Yan Wanwan's eyes wet slightly for a person like him, but he gritted his teeth and kept silent, just silently holding his hand tighter and tighter, as if he could hold her hand tighter. The power is passed to him in general.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Yanqiu finally stopped and pulled out the silver needles one by one, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "Okay."

Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan seemed to have both died, and after a long while, Yan Zheng opened his eyes as if he had collapsed.When meeting his eyes, Yan Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and blinked slightly.The hands tightly held by the two were wet and slippery from the palm of their hands, and they loosened slightly. Yan Wanwan smiled at him, and turned to look at Tang Yanqiu, "Thank you Miss Tang." Her tone was sincere.

"I'll prescribe medicine in a while. This acupuncture is done once every three days, but I don't know how many times it will take to be effective." Tang Yanqiu's tone was still cold.

Yan Wanwan frowned when he heard that, that is to say, he didn't know how many times he would suffer this kind of crime.

Yan Zheng didn't seem to have heard this, he just fixed his eyes on her wrist, the purple marks left by his tight grip, the eyebrows were suddenly gathered together, and his eyes were dark.

After Tang Yanqiu packed his things, he turned his head to look at Xiang Yanzheng, but he hesitated to speak.

"Miss Tang, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it directly." Yan Zheng said with a gentle tone.

Tang Yanqiu lost his worries, nodded and said, "I don't know if my guess is right, but I always feel that the blood stasis in your brain seems to be artificial."

When Yan Wanwan heard the words, her eyes were startled, and she turned to look at Yan Zheng.Although the latter still had the usual elegant and gentle face, his pupils shrank imperceptibly. Tang Yanqiu meant that the reason why he lost his memory was not an accident?

"Is there someone who doesn't want me to think of something?" After a long while, Yan Zheng asked softly, his voice inexplicably hoarse.

Tang Yanqiu shook his head, "I don't know about that. I'm just a doctor, so I can only tell you what I've noticed. Moreover, the signs are very subtle, and I'm not sure if I'm wrong. If it is If so, this person must be a master of Xinglin, who is familiar with the method of stretching acupoints with golden needles, so he can do it just right. It sealed your memory and didn't hurt your life."

Coming out of Tang Yanqiu's place, both Yan Zheng and Yan Wanwan were preoccupied, and they were silent without speaking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the pharmacy, a carriage hurriedly came from a distance, with a rampant posture.

Yan Zheng pulled Yan Wanwan back two quick steps, and the carriage screeched to a stop in front of them.The two looked up, but they raised their eyebrows at the same time.

The driver was actually an acquaintance, it was Lu Heng.

Lu Heng was not surprised when he saw them, and he didn't seem to care about what to say to them, because a person came out from the carriage, and he was also an acquaintance, Xiao Jiahe.

Seeing them, Xiao Jiahe was slightly taken aback, but didn't care about what to say to them, so she carried her skirt and ran straight towards the pharmacy, with Lu Heng following behind her.

Her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was anxious and flustered. Yan Zheng thought for a while, thought of something, sighed deeply, and said to Yan Wanwan, "The queen has been ill for a long time, I'm afraid it's..."

The two of them fell behind a few steps before turning around and walking back.As soon as I arrived at the patio in the backyard, I saw Xiao Jiahe, a princess, who actually abandoned all dignity, and knelt in front of Tang Yanqiu, crying uncontrollably, "Please, Miss Tang."

Yan Wanwan had also heard from Yan Zheng before that Empress Wen's health was not good, but she never expected that it would become like this.

Xiao Jiahe, the delicate princess, finally tasted the pain of Lu Heng not loving her, and even abandoned her pride for the sake of her seriously ill mother, begging her rival in love.Looking at her red and swollen eyes and her delicate expression, Yan Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable.

Tang Yanqiu was usually cold, frowned slightly and said, "The palace has its own highly skilled imperial physician to take care of the empress's body. I'm just a quack girl, I dare not and am unable to see a doctor for my empress."

"Miss Tang, I know that you have excellent medical skills and a benevolent heart. The imperial physicians in the palace are always timid and only stick to the golden mean. I have no choice. I beg Miss Tang to help me this time for the sake of my filial piety." Don't worry, Miss Tang, what you worry about will never happen. Regardless of whether Miss Tang can cure my mother, I, Xiao Jiahe, swear on my life that no one will dare to make things difficult for you." Xiao Jiahe straightened up, He raised his hand between his eyebrows, making an oath. Although his eyes were red and swollen, his expression couldn't have been firmer.There are even traces of being heavily knocked on the ground just now on the fair forehead, which looks very eye-catching.

This was the first time I saw Xiao Jiahe like this.

Lu Heng and Yan Zheng glanced at her, and they both looked at Tang Yanqiu at the same time.

Tang Yanqiu was silent for a while, and finally turned around. When he turned his head and walked into the house, he said, "Let me carry the medicine box on my back first, I'm not used to other people's things."

Tang Yanqiu's tone was still cold, watching her turn her head into the room, Xiao Jiahe's heart sank, he thought there was no hope, but when he heard this, he couldn't react, and was stunned there.