Bengong is actually a therapist!

Chapter 53 The Emperor Comes for a Follow-Up Consultation

The high-quality silver charcoal was burning red in the copper basin, and Daju wriggled her chubby body to get closer to it again.

Yue Wangshu had no choice but to grab its tail and drag it back again, "How many times have I told you, stay away from the charcoal basin!"

This little idiot, who had his cat's whiskers scorched seven days ago, and the oranges on his back burned the day before yesterday, still doesn't have a long memory!
Yue Wangshu had no choice but to hold the big orange in his arms, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is it that cold?" - You are wearing fur, so it should be very cold-resistant.

Xiaoju added two more pieces of silver charcoal to the charcoal basin, "Master, this winter is really cold! The north wind is blowing outside, and my servant went out to pour ashes this morning, and my fingers are going to freeze off."

Yue Wangshu scratched her head, but she didn't feel that cold.

Suddenly, she thought of the passive skill of her life halo, which was obviously improving her own physique little by little.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, wearing only a thin padded jacket, I didn't feel the cold at all.

She stretched out her hand and touched the back of Xiaoju's hand. It was indeed a bit cold, and she said, "Go and open the warehouse, and each person will be rewarded with a piece of cotton cloth and ten catties of cotton. Before the weather is too cold, hurry up and put on thick winter clothes!"

When Xiaoju heard this, she was instantly overjoyed, "Thank you, master!"——The winter clothes she was wearing were still made in the year she entered the palace, and she had been mending them for three years!Now that she can wear a warm new winter coat, for Xiaoju, it is even more joyful than New Year's Eve!
Seeing Xiaoju bouncing up and down like a child, Yue Wangshu couldn't help smiling.

At this time, Li Yue, the eunuch of the capital, ran in quickly, bowed and said: "Master, the emperor has arrived!"

Yue Wangshu showed a look of surprise. It is true that her ultimate move had been cooled down the day before yesterday, but the sudden blizzard the day before yesterday made it difficult to walk this way.Unexpectedly, the emperor still came.

She hastily put down the big orange and was about to go out to meet him, but saw that the hall door was still pushed open.

I haven't seen him for several months, but the emperor still looks thin. He is wearing a black fox cloak with purple and blue blessing patterns that hangs down to his ankles, and he wears a black fox hat. His coat and neckline are covered with excellent fur, which is dark and thick. , Such an outfit is naturally indescribably extravagant.

But the emperor's complexion was a little paler than it was a few months ago, and there was a bit of cyan in the paleness. After entering, he didn't take off his cloak, but looked at Yue Wangshu first, "You seem to have gained weight "——The spirit is also very good, it looks better than when he was in the palace.

Yue Wangshu who just saluted: ... If you can't speak, shut up! !
Yue Wangshu gritted his teeth, and tried his best to squeeze out a kind smile: "Your Majesty looks a little lighter."——especially on his face, where there was no flesh in the first place, but now his chin is pointed!

Yan Zheng smiled wryly, "It's cold in winter, and I caught wind and cold a few days ago, so yesterday was fine, otherwise I should have come the day before yesterday."

Seeing the emperor's weak and pitiful appearance, Yue Wangshu couldn't get angry, so he ordered Xiaoju: "Go and make a cup of ginger tea."

"Yes!"

This ginger tea is also simple to make, just use a little tea leaves, a few slices of ginger, peeled and boiled in water.

After a while, Xiaoju brought out brown sugar ginger tea, which the master drank when he came to Yuexin...

After drinking the slightly scalding brown sugar ginger tea, Emperor Yan Zheng felt his body warm up just now, and then took off his Xuanhu cloak.

"The persimmon cake you sent back to the palace a month ago was very sweet." Yan Zheng said with a smile, "I really enjoyed eating it."

Yue Wangshu nodded and said: "Persimmon has the effect of invigorating the spleen and appetizing, but it is cold in nature, and the emperor is physically weak, so it is not suitable to eat too much."

Yan Zheng's smile froze, and it took a long time before he said, "I... got it."

Yue Wangshu: Why are you suddenly unhappy?Am I saying something wrong?
Unable to understand what the sick emperor was thinking, he said, "Well, why don't I take your pulse first?"

Yan Zhengfu smiled again, "That's fine." As he spoke, he lifted up his wide cuffs, exposing most of his forearms.

Yue Wangshu: You don't need to show so much!

The sick emperor's arm is thin and white, with particularly obvious blue blood vessels, well, the nurse should like it.

Yue Wangshu didn't have a pulse pillow here either, so he went straight to feel it.

Yan Zheng looked at the pad of the little finger on his wrist, it was white and tender, it moved slightly warm and soft for a few times, before it lightly pressed on his pulse, he felt a little itchy.

Although Yue Wangshu had studied traditional Chinese medicine, he was far from the level of being a teacher. He was a half-baked apprentice at all. Therefore, after touching it for a long time, she only felt that the emperor was a little weak and his lung meridian was blocked.

"How?" Seeing her speechless for a while, Yan Zheng couldn't help but worry about his physical condition.

Yue Wangshu withdrew his hand, hesitatingly said: "Well, I'll start using the big move directly..."

Yan Zheng frowned slightly: "You just tell the truth, I'm not a three-year-old child, and I can't be cured?"

Yue Wangshu was a little embarrassed: "I don't know much about Chinese medicine, so..." So just now, she actually treated the emperor as a guinea pig.

Yan Zheng felt a little displeased for a moment, not quite understanding what kind of pulse you feel?What do you take me for?

Yue Wangshu hurriedly made amends: "I just feel the strength of the pulse, and I will use the big move later, feel it again, and then I can make a comparison."

After hearing this, Yan Zheng felt a little helpless for a while, "Forget it, just touch it as you like."

Yue Wangshu: Huh?Why do I feel a little bit wrong when I hear this? !

Yan Zheng's expression was as usual, "Then let's start."

Yue Wangshu nodded, and with a thought, he released his ultimate move instantly.

It was the feeling of a few months ago again, the strength was drained in an instant.But Emperor Yan Zheng's face turned bloody in the blink of an eye.

Yue Wangshu: Why do you feel like you donated blood to him one-on-one? !
She felt a little uneasy.

This time, Yan Zheng deliberately experienced the feeling of being treated carefully, his fatigue was swept away, his hands and feet warmed up quickly, and even his whole body felt a lot lighter, as if bathed in the sunshine of spring Here, even breathing feels much fresher.

"This is the second time, I... already feel a little addicted." Yan Zheng felt very intoxicated by this ecstasy feeling.

Yue Wangshu's black line: Don't act like I gave you illegal drugs!

I am a serious nanny!

Yue Wangshu was shrouded in the sequelae of the big move at this moment, he was weak and didn't bother arguing with the emperor, "I'm tired, I'm going to rest first, the emperor, you should go back to the palace as soon as possible."

Yan Zheng hurriedly came up to help her personally, Yue Wangshu's hands and feet were weak, and since he was powerless to resist, he simply accepted it.

In this hall, brand new furniture has been replaced inside and out, which is not much different from her Maoxiu hall in the palace, but the room is a little smaller.

Yan Zheng took a good look and said, "This room is a bit dark. In the spring of next year, I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to replace the glass windows for you. And in the courtyard outside, plant some decent flowers and trees. Only those two persimmon trees are the same as Rustic."

Yue Wangshu was already drowsy, and muttered, "It's the countryside..."

Yan Zheng's expression darkened, that's right, it's obviously the countryside, but he lived so happily.

(End of this chapter)