The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 598
Now that he fell, he simply gave up resistance and obeyed his heart.

The candles in the palace lantern were jumping and were about to burn out, and the light in the house gradually turned dim.

The man settled down on the bed slowly, and raised the curtain on one side to hang it properly.

And she, too tired to lift her fingertips, was lying on her stomach half asleep.

Staring at the charming face, the fair skin with pink.

Apart from gluttony, Sheng Sheng was full of regret.

After suffering for so long, the willpower was already weak, and now, all previous efforts have been wasted.

He had no choice but to comfort himself, it didn't matter, it was just for one night, as long as he didn't make the same mistake again and again.

The hard-working emperor dressed and tied her, changed the sheets and quilts himself, extinguished the candles, put his arms around the delicate and soft person, and gritted his teeth secretly.

It's time to urge Liang Cen.

If this continues, he will definitely suffer from illness.

Moreover, Nannan may have become suspicious, so it must be resolved as soon as possible.

"Your Highness..." she mumbled, shrinking into his arms.

In the dark night, his eyes were shining with unfinished fire.

"Dare to tease me? Wait..."

She didn't hear the man's hoarse declaration, thinking that he had finally "cured" his hidden mental illness, and fell asleep with a satisfied smile.

After seven or eight days passed, she suddenly felt that it was a little early to relax.

Suspicion is still there, and the behavior of the emperor is still abnormal.

How about considerate?In this kind of matter, he has never understood what it means to be gentle...

Could it be that she should continue to play tricks and take the initiative?
The empress stared at the tall pile of account books and the little buns waiting to be fed, and slapped the table with a little annoyance.

Hmph, love to touch or not!

She's also very busy, okay, she doesn't have time to spare no effort to serve him!

In the study room, the two old ministers were having a heated debate.

"Reporting to the emperor, I think that Mr. Li's words are wrong. The Jiangning Mansion's matter can be big or small, and it involves a wide range of areas. It must be treated with caution..."

"My lord, you are full of food every day. Are you too tired to take care of other people's mansions? Do you still have some privacy? From now on, will you even ask about the affairs of officials?" Li The lord put his hands on his hips, asked three times in a row, and went back straight away.

"you!"

Emperor Jing Yuan reckoned that it was almost time, and made a conclusion: "It is true that the control is too lenient, so we have to withdraw, and we will discuss it tomorrow!"

Then he got up and said:

"Prepare the sedan chair, too hospital."

On the wide palace road, Eunuch Yu followed beside him, wondering where the emperor was feeling, and looking for a good doctor every now and then.

As a confidant, he naturally understands his master's private affairs, so don't make indiscriminate inquiries.

The palanquin came to a complete stop, and Yu Si waited outside the door, watching him bypass the main hall and go straight to the backyard.

"Huanhuacao is one coin, angelica is three coins, Chuanxiong is one coin..."

Inside the house, Liang Cen is holding a precise small scale, and is dispensing the prescription.

The huge desktop has everything related to medical equipment.

Not to mention the mountains of rare medicinal herbs on the large rows of wooden shelves behind him.

Over the years, relying on winning the emperor's heart, Physician Liang scoured everywhere, looking at the increasingly filling herbal medicine house, he felt proud of "three thousand beauties in the harem".

Yay—the door was pushed open, and the sound of steady footsteps came.

Liang Cen knows who it is without looking up.

In fact, it is a great honor to be able to treat this fragile little door so lightly. How can one expect the king to knock politely.

I'm really afraid that if he is in a hurry, it will be broken.

After adding a pinch of raw land, Imperial Physician Liang greeted:

"You sit first."

Walking to the only armchair in the house familiarly, he crossed his legs, tapped the armrest with his slender fingers, and said impatiently:

"Not ready yet?"

(End of this chapter)