Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 899 Don’t Believe in the Hexagrams of Destiny, Only Follow the Love of Their Children

Chapter 899 Don’t Believe in the Hexagrams of Destiny, Only Follow the Love of Their Children (77)

I really miss Ming Shiyin, even though I know it's easy to be exposed when I go to see him now, I still can't help it.

Anyway, last night outsiders thought that something happened between her and Xu Zhen. With her personality, she secretly went to the imperial hospital to force the imperial doctor to prepare her a bowl of Bizi soup.

Yan Huan sneaked to the imperial hospital. The imperial physician Xu Zhen was talking about was old, with gray hair, and the medical books in his hands were almost pasted on his face. This imperial physician... didn't seem to have good eyesight.

"The doctor."

Yan Huan looked outside the hospital alertly, and quickly closed the door.

She was right, Yu Qiuze's eyeliner had been staring at her since she left the door of the dormitory.

At this time, the eyeliner was also close to the Tai Hospital, listening to the voices and movements of the people inside.

Imperial Physician Zhou was quite old, but he still knelt down on his knees, and saluted respectfully, "Greetings to Empress, Empress Fengyi Qianan."

Yan Huan picked up a pen from the table and quickly wrote a line, "Where is Ming Shiyin?"

She purposely told the eyeliner outside, "The imperial physician doesn't need to be polite, I came here because I want the imperial physician to prescribe a blind medicine for me."

Doctor Zhou leaned closer to the paper and looked carefully at it. At his age, he still had some thoughts and understood why Yan Huan did this.

He picked up a pen and wrote the reply on the paper, then said respectfully, "If your empress needs any medicine, you can ask the palace servants to come over, instead of making this trip in person."

Yan Huan glanced at the words on the paper, "In the darkroom, don't worry."

She nodded, "I want to... ask the imperial physician to prescribe a dose of Bizi Decoction."

Yu Qiuze's eyeliner in the yard finally let go of his frowning eyebrows.

They just passed by last night. Xu Zhen is Shang Cheng's enemy. It's normal for her to come to the Tai Hospital secretly to avoid Zitang. How can someone like Shang Cheng, who would rather die than submit, be willing to conceive Xu Zhen's child?

Yan Huan picked up a pen and wrote down the solution of the tortoise's breathing suspended animation in his memory, word by word on the paper. Doctor Zhou stroked his long beard, "Is this what Your Majesty meant?"

"No, I mean it myself."

Doctor Zhou's tone was tough, "Then I'm sorry that the official will not be able to follow orders."

"The imperial doctor also knows about my relationship with His Majesty, so can't he secretly prescribe a dose of avoiding children soup for Cheng Yan in the face of my late father?"

She didn't stop writing until she finished writing the solution. She really missed Ming Shiyin so much, so she added another sentence, "Is it convenient to see him?"

Doctor Zhou shook his head.

Yan Huan sighed softly inwardly, the shadows of his drooping eyes and long eyelashes fell under his eye sockets, feeling dejectedly disappointed.

Doctor Zhou gently put away the paper on understanding the Fa, and gave her a reassuring look.

"My lady, please come back."

He raised his voice a little bit, unwilling to talk more, picked up the medical book and read it again. When Yan Huan came out, his face darkened with displeasure.

She is indeed unhappy.

He wanted to see Ming Shiyin, but there were always eyeliners staring at her, so he couldn't see her.

You can't expose Ming Shiyin because of a momentary longing. After all, they will still be together in the future, and it won't be so short.

She sighed softly, and returned to the dormitory lonely.

Xu Zhen was not in the dormitory, and not long after she sat down, someone brought in the tonic, saying that the empress had just gone to the imperial hospital to order it herself.

Yan Huan asked the maid to come in with a blank expression. The maid put a note at the bottom of her bowl when she had dinner last time, and she was also from Yu Qiuze.

It's the same this time.

The note on the bottom of the bowl reads, "Bizitang."

Yan Huan pursed his lips and smiled ironically.

Yu Qiuze's eyeliner stared at her really tight enough.

 Good night everyone~~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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