Tease the medical concubine, the prince has been chasing

Originally, the two discussed to wait until the family banquet before entering the palace to diagnose the emperor, but unexpectedly, the next morning, people from the palace came again.

This time, Eunuch Liu came with empty hands and red eyes.

"My lord, old man, this old slave is here to invite you into the palace by the order of the emperor."

Ning Han was shocked, his tall body was trembling, looking at the sedan chair in front of him, he was very conflicted in his heart, and he said after a while, "Let's go!"

The voice seemed hoarse and low, as if it had been drained of strength.

Get on the sedan chair.

Tang Xueyao clasped the man's cold and bony fingers, "My husband, and me, although I can't guarantee that I will be cured, but I will use up what I have learned all my life."

The scorching touch of the palm hits the depths of the heart.

Ning Han tightened his fingers a little, "Well, I believe in you, just do your best and don't be too hard on yourself."

Tang Xueyao blinked playfully, raised her hand to gesture

"What's the meaning of this?" Ning Han frowned slightly, his eyes were strangely focused on the woman's slender fingers.

The smile on the corner of Tang Xueyao's mouth faded a little, and she stared at her fingers in a daze.

Unknowingly, she made the modern OK gesture naturally.

Maybe deep in her heart, she has never forgotten where her soul comes from, or maybe, she loves this man so deeply, it is too easy and natural for him now.

Probably, it is the latter!

Tang Xueyao collected her thoughts, smiled and said, "This means that it's very good and there's no problem."

"Very good, all right?"

The man's slender, bamboo-like fingers gestured awkwardly.

Tang Xueyao looked at the man in a fancy dress gesturing something that did not belong to this era, and found it very interesting, like a cultural crossover, it was a very wonderful thing.

Tang Xueyao suddenly felt that instead of watching Ning Han worry about internal conflicts all the way, it would be better to teach him some simple gestures as a code word for the two of them in the future.

After making up her mind, Tang Xueyao patiently taught him various gestures.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the palace.

The two intertwined their fingers, walking on the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, every step they took was heavy.

Looking at the tall red wall, Tang Xueyao was depressed for a while, and could not stop worrying in her heart.

Will she and Ning Han be trapped in this majestic building for the rest of their lives?
Just thinking about it, the clasped fingers were clenched tighter.

Tang Xueyao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

They face it hand in hand, what are they afraid of!
When they walked to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a group of imperial physicians outside the door were arguing fiercely.

The leading old doctor blew his beard and stared: "The old man will only take a few days off, and you will cause trouble."

"The emperor wants you to increase the dose, won't you persuade me when you open your mouth? Just increase it rashly, causing the emperor to have a high fever overnight. It has only improved now, but it is sometimes sober and sometimes drowsy? What are you guys doing? , so useless, do you want me to be buried with your ignorance?"

Tang Xueyao stopped in her tracks, and looked around upon hearing the reputation.

Ning Han stared at the palace with his eyes, feeling uneasy, but aware of the hesitation of the people around him, he hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? My lady."

"Wait, you go in first, I want to ask these imperial doctors about the analysis of the emperor's condition."

It's not that she doesn't have confidence in herself, but that the emperor still hates and guards against her, what if she won't allow her to diagnose and treat her?
At that time, she couldn't treat it even if she wanted to.

Ning Han obviously also remembered the absurd things his father had done, and his brows and eyes were stained with shame.

"Look at you, that's the injury caused by the emperor, not you." Tang Xueyao smiled and waved her hands.

Eunuch Liu on the side was dedicated to the emperor, and said anxiously: "My lord, why don't you go in with the miscellaneous family first."

Ning Han glanced at her, the latter nodded, and he frowned, ready to leave.

At the same time, the bloody imperial doctors scolded by the dean showed dissatisfaction.

One of the older imperial physicians had long been dissatisfied with the director's reprimand, and shouted displeasedly: "Director, we persuaded him, but the emperor is eager to see his son, and threatens us with our lives, so he really dare not refuse."

"Yes, Dean, you were not there at the time, our words had no weight, and we were forced to do nothing. We really don't know what to do."

"Bah, ignorance!"

The old doctor spat and shouted angrily: "Don't you understand the art of detours? You pretend to agree, but you really don't."

The imperial physicians were still arguing fiercely, but Tang Xueyao couldn't listen to a word.

She suddenly looked in the direction where the prince was leaving, and sure enough, the cold and slender figure was startled, turned her head immediately, and walked quickly.

"This king orders you to speak clearly, otherwise." He narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was gloomy, and he said without a trace of emotion: "Kill, kill, pardon!"

Seeing this, the imperial physicians knelt on the floor tremblingly.

"King Han calm down!"

"Say!"

A cold word, but like a handful of ice, resting on the necks of a group of people.

"Go back, go back to the prince!"

The old dean stood up tremblingly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "A few days ago, the emperor heard that the prince and the princess are going back to Beijing, and their condition has improved, but in order to better face the prince, the emperor, the emperor asked the ministers to increase the efficacy of the medicine, and the ministers waited. Don't dare to disobey."

Tang Xueyao took his trembling hand and said distressedly: "My lord, let's go, let's go to see the emperor first."

Ning Han's complicated eyes fell on the splendid palace, and his footsteps seemed to be heavy, dragging him so much that he couldn't take a step.

Liu Fu came panting, looked at the imperial physician, and then at the red-eyed prince. He raised his wide sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"My lord, under the order of the emperor, this old slave has never dared to tell you, but I feel sorry for the emperor from the bottom of my heart. Today, this old slave has the courage to tell you that if you want to be beaten or punished, this old slave will admit it."

"The night before yesterday, after you left, the emperor forbade anyone from entering the imperial study, and stayed alone until dawn. Yesterday morning, he handed over a pair of calligraphy and paintings and an imperial decree to the old slave, and asked the old slave not to tell you these things. After that, the high fever persisted, and I kept chanting the names of you and Concubine Mei, old, this old slave struggled several times yesterday, and now I finally said it."

Ning Han's eyes were scarlet, the veins on his neck were bulging, and an emotion he had never felt before surged up.

The fatherly love he had longed for for many years was presented in such a tragic way at this moment.

The tall body trembled, almost unable to stand still.

Tang Xueyao stepped forward to hold her arm, sucking her sore nose.

Perhaps, only by going through life and death and looking back at the past can we find our original intention.

But all in all, it's a pity!
"Sanggong, go in! Go and have a look."

The two cuddled together.

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was opened, and the rich ambergris rushed in.

As a doctor, Tang Xueyao's nose is more sensitive than ordinary people's sense of smell.

At this moment, she was so smoked that her eyes were dizzy, and she quickly covered her mouth and nose.

Seeing this, Ning Han lowered his eyes and asked, "What's wrong, but there's something wrong."

Looking at the closed windows and doors on all sides, Tang Xueyao frowned, and said in a low voice: "Are you trying to poison the emperor, open the window quickly."

Several young maids hurriedly opened the window, but the imperial physician stopped them.

"No, the emperor is already cold, and he can't stand a little bit of cold." The old headmaster showed displeasure and dissatisfied: "Princess, it's better not to make trouble for my daughter's family."

Ning Han's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to get angry, there was a voice that seemed to be there.

"Yi, she."