Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 250 One life is worth one life, I will pay for your son's life [6]

"Yeah, he joked that you look like a..." Nangong Chenyan stopped suddenly when he said this.

Concubine Zi smiled indifferently: "Brother, do you know that after so many years, I am still very afraid of the dark."

Nangong Chenyan laughed again: "Then I will sleep with you today, are you not afraid?"

"With my senior brother by my side, how could I be afraid of the dark?"

"Okay, it's up to you, go to bed early today." Nangong Chenyan pulled her to sit by the bed, tied off her shirt, and Concubine Zi took out a brand new underwear for him from the bed beside her, "Why don't you soak in hot water Bath, you have come and gone these past few days, and your clothes are dirty."

Nangong Chenyan looked at her and sighed: "Your habit of being clean hasn't changed since childhood, so you really look like that person."

"Brother." Concubine Zi glared at him, "Don't mention him, if you mention him, I will lose all interest."

Nangong Chenyan hurriedly said: "Okay, don't mention it, tell them to come in and wait for me to take a bath."

"it is good!"

Soon someone came in with a large wooden barrel and hot water. There is a bathing pool in the Dongzhi Palace, but sometimes the masters want to bathe in the room.

Nangong Chenyan took off his clothes and was about to soak his whole body in hot water when he suddenly heard the little eunuch behind him scream.

"what happened?"

"Your Majesty, you... are you injured?" The little eunuch pointed at his back, and the chief eunuch Huang Debiao hurriedly stopped him: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the Emperor not even know that he was injured?"

After speaking, he stepped forward to take a look at Nangong Chenyan's back, and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, hurry up and tell the imperial physician, Your Majesty, when did your back get hurt?"

"What happened?" Nangong Chenyan was a little puzzled, "Bring me the mirror, let me have a look."

Huang Debiao hurriedly took two full-length mirrors and arranged them one behind the other: "Please look, your majesty, the skin on your back has shed a lot. I think you got it from somewhere."

Nangong Chenyan looked at himself in the mirror, and saw that the skin on his back seemed to be scratched, which was similar to the injury on the back of his hand.

Could it be that it was also rubbed in that cave, and he didn't care?
Concubine Zi walked in and asked: "The emperor is injured, don't you know?"

Nangong Chenyan shook his head: "I didn't feel the pain, so I didn't care. I guess I was injured in the same place."

"Anyway, let's talk to the imperial physician first."

Huang Debiao hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I have already sent someone to find the imperial physician."

"It's just a small injury, why be so scared?" Nangong Chenyan gave Concubine Zi a comforting smile, turned to look at the scar in the mirror and frowned slightly.

This injury looked familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

It can't be... the same as that person, right?

Nangong Chenyan didn't dare to think about it anymore, the imperial doctor had already arrived.

After checking the wounds on Nangong Chenyan's body, the imperial doctor looked a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Zi stared at him, "Is it serious?"

The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, then looked at her: "Madam, forgive me for my lack of knowledge, I have never seen such an injury as the emperor."

"What do you mean?"

"The emperor's wound is already very deep, but there is not a drop of blood. This injury is a bit strange, and the old minister may not be able to heal it."

"Trash!" Concubine Zi said angrily, "Go, find all the imperial physicians for consultation!"

"Yes!" Huang Debiao ran down tremblingly.

(End of this chapter)