Tease the medical concubine, the prince has been chasing

Chapter 6 I'm Your Princess
Tang Xueyao quietly admired Steward Zhou's fear and remorse, until the time was almost up, she said: "I was just joking, why did Steward Zhou take it seriously, why don't you try moving your arms now?"

Steward Zhou was taken aback, looked down, and was surprised to find that his arm had regained consciousness.

Then came the calves, and then the fingers and toes, all of which could move.

The feeling of being stiff as a rock just now was like an illusion.

After recovering his bodily consciousness, Steward Zhou couldn't stand anymore, his whole body went limp and he fell directly to the ground, even if the swill was spilled on his body, he didn't care anymore.

Although it was only for a short moment, the fear of being unable to move had already destroyed his will. He glanced at Tang Xueyao in fear: "Princess...a good method..."

"Where is it? I still hope that Steward Zhou will give me more advice in the future." Tang Xueyao said.

She is a new funerary princess in the mansion, not only wants to deal with Chunlan, but even wants to use the steward Zhou to show her prestige.

Even if he was caught off guard and forced Steward Zhou to bow his head, he would definitely be retaliated afterwards.

Tang Xueyao had expected that Steward Zhou would use dirty means to deal with her, so on the way back, she took out a herb from the space, and while Steward Zhou was not paying attention, she applied it to Steward Zhou.

Medical skills can save people, but they can also kill people.

Datura flower, the whole body is poisonous, can be used for anesthesia and hallucination.

The medicinal herbs in Tang Xueyao's space are countless times more effective than ordinary plants. If she is ruthless enough, if she sprinkles a whole mandala powder on Zhou Steward, Zhou Steward may die suddenly on the spot.

It's just that Tang Xueyao didn't want to get her hands dirty, so she only punished Butler Zhou slightly, but if he was stubborn again, it wouldn't be so easy next time.

Steward Zhou was obviously terrified by Tang Xueyao. When he found out that he could move his hands and feet, he was overjoyed and never dared to have bad thoughts.

"Thank you, Princess, please spare me. The villain is going to prepare something for the princess, and it will be delivered in a while!" Steward Zhou said, scrambling to open the door and back out.

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After Ning Han became a cripple, he struggled hard for three years, and finally reached the time when his oil ran out.

Before he died, he vaguely saw a goddess sent by heaven to pick him up and leave.

The goddess cleaned up the filth from his body and coaxed him to sleep.

Her palms were warm and her voice was sweet and soft, dispelling the pain in Ning Han's heart little by little.

It turned out that this was the feeling of death, and he was much happier than he had imagined.

The corners of Ning Han's lips raised slightly, without any fear in his heart, he went to die calmly.

It never occurred to him that Ning Han opened his eyes again as the first ray of morning light fell on his face through the window lattice.

It was still the dilapidated hut, and in the huge room, he was the only disabled person lying on the bed alone.

It turned out that everything that happened last night was an illusory dream...

There was the sound of the iron lock being opened outside the door, and several people walked in from the outside.

Ning Han heard the voices of Steward Zhou and Chunlan, and understood that these people came to "visit" him again.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, with despair appearing in his eyes.

How can any goddess come to save him, he has become a filthy cripple, doomed to live or die.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a person came in from the outside, and came to Ning Han's side.

Ning Han closed his eyes in despair, ready to be ridiculed, insulted, and tortured.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, that person gently wiped the pus and blood scabs for him with a soft wet wipe.

Starting from the face, all the way down, whenever Ning Han thought that the other party's fingers would poke into his wound and deliberately tortured him, that person's hands always avoided the vital points.

Not only did it not cause him any pain, but it was comfortable and cold, refreshing and happy like never before.

Ning Han couldn't figure it out.

Chunlan, what are they doing?Shouldn't you humiliate him severely and hurt him?Why not only didn't hurt him, but also helped him clean up the wound? ?
Ning Han's wounds spread all over his body, and the opponent's fingers also went all the way down, from the face to the neck, from the neck to the chest, and there was even a tendency to go down...

Ning Han couldn't take it anymore, he opened his eyes, stared at the person next to the bed, and wanted to ask what the other person wanted to do.

To his surprise, what caught his eyes was not Chunlan's face, but a strange face? !
"You're finally willing to wake up." Seeing that Ning Han was finally willing to open her eyes to look at herself, Tang Xueyao couldn't help laughing.

After Steward Zhou was intimidated by her, he no longer dared to be a demon, and Tang Xueyao didn't waste any more time, and immediately returned to Ning Han's small courtyard.

She is a doctor and knows the patient's condition like the back of her hand. The moment she saw Ning Han, Tang Xueyao realized that he had woken up.

Seeing that Ning Han was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, Tang Xueyao thought of teasing him, and helped him clean the wound from top to bottom.

Sure enough, Ning Han couldn't bear it any longer, opened his eyes and stopped pretending to be asleep.

His facial contours were very three-dimensional, and when he was sleeping with his eyes closed, his face was already very stern, but now that he opened his eyes, his black and white pupils were as bright as stars, making one's mind swayed even more.

It is said that thousands of girls were obsessed with him back then, and Ning Han could harvest several cartloads of flowers and melons and fruits every time he went out.

Seeing it now, it's not as famous as it used to be.

The newlywed husband is even more beautiful than she imagined. Tang Xueyao was in a good mood. Seeing Ning Han looking at her face in surprise, Tang Xueyao took the initiative to say: "Hello, my name is Tang Xueyao, and I am your wife. .”

"My...wife?" Ning Han was stunned. He never thought that when he woke up, he would have an extra wife?
"That's right, I just entered the house yesterday." Tang Xueyao said.

"I was lying down yesterday...it is impossible to marry a wife..." Ning Han denied with a hoarse voice.

"You can't get up, so the palace replaced you with a rooster. There is a sign on the rooster with your name written on it, and it has already worshiped me." Tang Xueyao said.

"It's impossible for the palace to do such a child's play. I am a dying person, and I don't need a wife." Ning Han frowned.

"You don't believe me? I'm really your princess. Look, I'm still wearing a bride's wedding dress." Tang Xueyao said, got up and turned around in front of King Ning.

Tang Xueyao was born extremely white, and the red wedding dress on her body made her bright and charming, as bright as a rose.

Ning Han's eyes were unconsciously attracted by her, and finally stayed on Tang Xueyao's face.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Tang Xueyao's face gradually overlapped with the goddess in his dream last night...

Just when Ning Han was engrossed in watching, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Chunlan's voice sounded from outside: "Princess, the change of clothes and clean bedding you asked for have arrived."

"Let's put it in." Tang Xueyao said.

Chunlan held the clean clothes and quilts in one hand, pushed open the door with the other, walked in with a bent waist and lowered eyebrows, and respectfully put the things on the table beside her.

Then he bent down again, stepped back step by step, and left cautiously.

Before leaving, she thoughtfully closed the door.

As soon as Chunlan left, a moment later, Steward Zhou's voice sounded outside the door again: "Princess, the porridge you ordered is ready, and it's a bit hot, can you put the small one aside to dry?"

"En." Tang Xueyao replied.

Steward Zhou pushed open the door, and also respectfully put aside the freshly cooked porridge that was still exuding aroma.

His words and deeds were more respectful than Chuntao's, he didn't dare to lift his head or look at Tang Xueyao the whole time.

Ning Han saw these details one by one, and the doubt and confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into coldness.

Since he became a useless person, Steward Zhou's status in the palace was second only to Concubine Shu. That Chunlan was also a narrow-minded and arrogant person.

Over the years, the two have been used to being domineering in the palace, except Concubine Shu, the rest of the people have always been ignored.

Now these two people have such a posture in front of Tang Xueyao, as if they regard her as their master.

He Ning Han is a useless person, how can he be able to marry such a woman, he is afraid that the marriage is a fake, and the truth is to approach him with no purpose.

"The wound on your body hasn't healed yet. These clothes and quilts are too dirty. I'll change them into clean ones for you, so that you can lie down comfortably and recover faster." Tang Xueyao said, bending down to untie Ning Han's clothes.

"Don't touch me!" Ning Han resisted.

Tang Xueyao raised her head in surprise: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

This formula was researched by Tang Xueyao before. It is mixed with several kinds of herbs. It not only has the effect of relieving pain, but also has refreshing mint.

The patients who have used it before have given high praise. It is reasonable to say that it is very comfortable to apply, and the effect should be quite good.

"Go out..." Ning Han said coldly.

"I move very quickly, don't worry, trust me." Tang Xueyao said, opening Ning Han's shirt.

"Don't touch me, I'll let you out, get out!" Ning Han growled hoarsely.

He frowned tightly, and his body muscles trembled a few times, trying to avoid Tang Xueyao's hand, but he lost feeling in his limbs, struggled for a while, and still lay there unable to move.

Tang Xueyao looked at him inexplicably: "It's strange, I was fine just now, why did I suddenly change my attitude..."

She thought about it for a while, and finally there was only one reason left in her mind: "You are not shy, are you? Don't worry, when I helped you treat the wound last night, I have seen everything that should be seen, and everything that should not be seen. I've seen it, it's too late for you to be shy at this time!"

With that said, Tang Xueyao successfully took off his shirt, and then began to untie his belt.

(End of this chapter)