Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Defang looked at Baili, "You...you fool...you dare to threaten your mother..."

"Baili deserves to die... Please forgive me, my lord..."

Defang reached out and touched Baili's forehead, "Baili, I owe you too much..."

"My lord!" Baili knelt down, "It's really petty of you to say that. I don't want anything extravagantly. I just hope that the lord and the young masters are all safe and sound."

"Baili, get up quickly...let the medical officer apply some medicine to you..."

"Baili is fine." Baili looked at Defang tearfully, "My lord, when will you get better..."

"Your Majesty...do you have any intention?"

"Your Majesty came down three times, saying that we will talk about taking the concubine after you are well."

"Then the king's illness will never be cured..." De Fang smiled wryly, "A weak person like this king can only use this stupid way of hurting himself to fight against His Majesty..."

"My lord, please don't say that about yourself..."

"Baili, is this king stupid too? Hehehe" Defang leaned against the bed weakly and said, "Baili...do you think His Majesty will care about this king..."

"My lord..." Baili cried while holding Defang's hand.

In the early morning, everyone in Nanqing Palace got up to work, but they all looked lonely and listless. The gatekeeper led the guards to open the gate as usual, and several people walked out with their heads down. At this time, a voice said, "Good morning, my lord. "

As soon as the goalkeeper looked up, he saw a man standing in front of him. The goalkeeper was startled, and immediately drew out his knife, "Who is it! Back off!"

"My lord, this is..."

"Stand back! Quick!" the goalkeeper shouted loudly

"Alright" the man stepped back, "my lord, my next..."

"Shut up! You have so much courage, you dare to come directly to the gate of Nanqing Palace! What do you want to do!"

"My lord, my next..."

"What's in your box! Put it down!"

"Next..."

"What's going on?" Jia Jun came with a team of imperial guards, "Why are you so noisy?"

"Captain Song" the goalkeeper saluted with the guards, "This man stood at the door early in the morning, and he didn't say who he was when asked. He didn't know what was in his box, and his subordinates were about to check it."

"My lord," the man said, "you don't let me talk, how do you know who I am?"

"You!" Just as the goalkeeper was about to say more, he was stopped by Jia Jun. Jia Jun looked at the man, and saw him wearing a commoner coat, a square scarf on his head, and a small box slung across his body. He had a kind face and an angry expression on his face, so he asked, " This little brother, dare to ask who are you? Why did you come to Nanqing Palace?"

The man bowed his hands respectfully and replied, "My lord, my villain's surname is Jin, and my name is Shang De. He is a doctor."

"Langzhong?" Jiajun looked at Jin Shangde, "Then why are you here at Nanqing Palace?"

Jin Shangde smiled, "I came here after reading the imperial list."

Jia Jun was startled, "Could it be that you revealed the imperial list?"

"No, no, I saw it next, so I came here."

"Can you cure the prince's disease?"

"I can't give you an exact answer to this. If my lord allows, I want to give the prince a pulse."

Jia Jun looked at Jin Shangde up and down, "My little brother, the prince is a relative of the emperor, not anyone who wants to see him. This time, His Majesty issued the imperial list to find famous doctors. If you reveal the imperial list, of course I can take you to the prince." Diagnosis and treatment, but now you haven't released the list, just because you say you are a doctor, how can I believe it?"