Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 104 Incense
Qin Luoyu held his breath and waited for Xue Yuheng and the old steward to come in.

The sound of footsteps softened significantly when they entered the room, and the visitor walked slowly to the bed step by step.

Qin Luoyu waited for a while before Xue Yuheng and the old manager opened their mouths, and quietly opened their eyes a little bit, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn, why is the big devil here?

Isn't the imperial palace quite far from Prince Zhao's mansion? Doesn't he still have to go to court and deal with state affairs?
How did this come faster than Xue Yuheng?

Sensing the man's gaze on her face, Qin Luoyu was afraid that Ling Junxing would find out something, so he didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to breathe louder, he just closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, not only did the cold and cold breath not recede, but it got closer to her, and with the rustling of her robe, Ling Junxing sat down on the side of the bed!
In the next second, the man's callused palm from holding the sword all the year round lightly landed on her forehead.

Qin Luoyu's nerves tensed up immediately.

Chanjuan on the side was also terrified, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Princess, she doesn't have a fever, but she is weak, unable to eat, and always drowsy."

Qin Luoyu secretly praised Chanjuan in his heart.Yes, this symptom summary is too in place.

The man's palm was finally retracted, but his body did not move, he was still sitting on the side of the couch, Qin Luoyu could feel that his eyes still did not move away from her face.

If Ling Junxing's gaze could penetrate the quilt, he could probably see her hands tightening the sheet tightly.

Just when Qin Luoyu felt his back was drenched with sweat, the voice of the old steward finally came from outside the door: "Doctor Xue, this way please."

When Xue Yuheng stepped into the room, he frowned slightly.

The incense in this room is so strong that it is almost pungent.

The problem is not with the incense, but with the person lighting the incense.

This fragrance is a high-quality fragrance. The fragrance should be faint, fresh and elegant, and it smells refreshing.

But the incense lit in this room seems to have fallen into the hands of vulgar people in the market. In order to force arty but not in the right way, the incense that should have been lighted can linger around the beam. Incense, fully ordered a lot.

It's too late, so this high-quality incense will be ruined abruptly.

As the saying goes, see the big from the small, and know the work from the small.

The taste of the three princesses is so ordinary, it must be hard to describe her.

However, Xue Yuheng practiced medicine on weekdays and had seen all kinds of people, so no matter how bad the incense smelled in this room, he just remained calm on his face.

On the contrary, the emperor never liked this kind of smell, so it would be hard for him to let the emperor stay here.

When Xue Yuheng saluted, he looked at Ling Junxing with some sympathy.

Unexpectedly, Ling Junxing's face was very calm, as if he hadn't smelled the fragrance at all, let alone ordered his servants to withdraw.

Thinking of the real intention of Ling Junxing to keep the third princess, Xue Yuheng shed a tear of sympathy for the permissive emperor in his heart.

For the sake of the Mausoleum and the overall situation, the emperor can bear it.

The old steward moved the stool for Xue Yuheng, and Chanjuan hurriedly stepped forward to expose Qin Luoyu's hand, and moved the quilt intentionally or unintentionally, covering half of Qin Luoyu's face.

Through the veil, Xue Yuheng glanced at the third princess on the bed, but was slightly taken aback.

Although the face of the third princess was half covered by the brocade quilt and separated by the curtain of the drapery, her face was not clearly visible, but her complexion was obviously pale and abnormal.

It seems that the third princess is really seriously ill.

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(End of this chapter)