The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1325 Massaging the Emperor

"Hiss, continue."

As usual, she didn't have to put up with it yet.

But he didn't know how many "personal grievances" Tang Nineteen had added to the dredging process.

Tang Nineteen can be regarded as half a martial artist, this subordinate is not light, the empress has delicate skin, tender flesh and small bones, at first she could only scream because of her identity, but in the end she screamed like a butcher.

It's embarrassing, but by coincidence, the cry of killing a pig was heard by the emperor who was entering Weiyang Palace.

As a result, the dignified and noble image for decades completely collapsed.

When did the emperor come? Tang Nineteen only found out when the queen pushed her away in horror and got up and knelt down.

Tang Nineteen hurriedly followed and knelt down to greet him.

"The concubine ([-]) pays respects to the emperor (father)."

The emperor frowned, looked at Tang Nineteen, and then at the disheveled, pale face, sweating profusely, describing the embarrassing empress, with a majestic voice: "What are you doing, I heard it from afar, empress, Do you see what you look like now?"

The queen hurriedly brushed her hair and explained: "The concubine is not feeling well, please come into the palace and give the concubine two pinches. It hurts a little. The concubine couldn't hold it back for a while, and the concubine lost her manners. Please be punished by the emperor."

The emperor let out a long breath from his nose: "Get up."

The queen hurriedly got up and continued to brush her hair: "The concubine's manners are not good, the concubine has entered the room and went to tidy up."

The emperor didn't stop her either, and the two maids helped the queen to go to the inner hall.

Under Jiang Defu's service, the emperor sat on the queen's rose phoenix chair and looked at Tang Nineteen's half-rolled sleeves. Tang Nineteen started to put down his sleeves, fearing that he would be the next one to be picked on.

But the emperor said: "I heard from the people in the palace that you have a pair of skillful hands, and the pinching technique is very good. The empress asked you to pinch it a few times, and the wind syndrome has never happened much."

"Just dredging the blood vessels, the blood is sent to the brain, and it will naturally get better."

The emperor glanced at Jiang Defu: "Looking at the queen's screaming posture, it seems that the process of dredging has also suffered a lot. I know why my back pain can't be relieved. It turns out that Jiang Defu, a slave, has no idea. , pressing too lightly, come here..."

He greeted Tang Nineteen.

Tang Nineteen stepped forward.

The emperor patted himself on the shoulder: "It's been so sore for the past few days. When it's severe, it's hard to pinch a pen. Give me a diagnosis and press."

Tsk tsk, couples call people like this.

However, who told Tang Nineteen that his status was low? The empress, fortunately, had a little personal hatred and pressed her head indiscriminately. The emperor wanted her head to grow on her neck for a few more years.

So, following the muscle direction of the acupuncture point, she pressed it carefully.

Of course, this kind of overworked muscle will definitely hurt if you press it carelessly.

The emperor didn't say a word, but judging from Jiang Defu's startled expression, the emperor's face that Tang Nineteen couldn't see was probably not distorted by pain.

"Father, if you can't help it, just hum, don't collapse so tightly, the tighter you collapse, the more tense your muscles are, the worse the effect will be."

Also, I'm struggling too.

Of course, this last sentence was said in the stomach.

However, how could the emperor really moan, when the pain was so unbearable, he suddenly raised his hand: "Okay, that's all for today."

Tang Nineteen withdrew his hand. If you don't say yes, my fingers will be broken.

(End of this chapter)