The Doctor Princess

The prime minister came out with the imperial physician, but did not leave, but waited for Yan Susu in the Babao Pavilion in the garden outside.

After about an hour or so, Yan Susu finally came out of the house. Seeing the prime minister in the pavilion, she was stunned for a moment, and then walked over: "Daddy, haven't you gone back yet?"

"How is the emperor?" At this moment, Prime Minister Yan was full of worries about the emperor's illness. Such a loyal old minister, but he values ​​power and status, no wonder he was entangled in the issue of whether or not Yan Susu should see the emperor's medical treatment.

Fortunately, Yan Susu's words made it clear to him and resolved his entanglements and contradictions. At this moment, he was wholeheartedly worried about the emperor's condition.

"If I'm not mistaken, although this disease is incurable, it is not without medicine, but the emperor is afraid that he is not only suffering from one kind of disease. In some cases, I have to personally ask the emperor. Father, you first Go back, I will stay here tonight and observe the emperor's condition at any time."

It is also troublesome to waste time going back and forth. Anyway, there are many rooms in this Longju Palace, and Yan Susu intends to stay temporarily.

How did she know that it was not that simple to live in the palace. This rule of thumb was set by the ancestors: "The emperor hasn't sobered up yet, so you should go home with your father tonight and come back tomorrow morning."

"But the emperor's condition can't be relaxed for a moment. I take care of it myself, and I know it well. This rule is set by people, and it can be changed naturally, right?"

"It can be changed, you can stay here!" A voice suddenly sounded outside the pavilion, Yan Susu looked back, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

How is he?

"Prince Min!" Wei Wei was blessed with a good body, and it was considered a greeting to him. Yan Susu was already familiar with these etiquettes.

As if he didn't hear it, he continued to take care of himself: "It's just that I can't live in the Dragon Residence Palace. I'll arrange a place for you, so that you can take care of the emperor easily without running back and forth."

"Where?" Yan Susu's eyes were flat, and she couldn't see any shyness or joy at seeing her future husband.

"My palace in the palace is only half a quarter of an hour away from here." He spoke indifferently, but his eyes hit Yan Susu like a torch.

He hadn't seen her for a long time, but he felt fond of her, so when he heard that she had entered the palace to treat the emperor, he entered the palace almost without hesitation and came to the Longju Palace.

Seeing her, looking at her increasingly beautiful, his eyes seemed to be stuck, unable to leave her face, her thin rosy lips even made him have the urge to rush over to pick them.

Her taste is beautiful. He has hidden it, and it is unforgettable. Not only is it unforgettable, but the memory is more and more profound, and the more unable to extricate himself.