Divine Doctor and Demon Concubine: Emperor, no lower limit

Chapter 51 The Wholesome Soup for King Nan

He can trust Cen Yang's ability to govern, but what about Cen Yang's body!How many years can you survive?

He really hoped that everything he won for Cen Yang would not be in vain.

At this time, Nangong Huangyue had just woken up from insomnia last night, but now she slept until noon and was very energetic.

In the end, it was because of breaking through the first level of body training, so a slight disruption of the biological clock would not affect the body too much.

Thinking of my body, I remembered what happened last night.

Damn Ye Nanxuan actually took her magic cauldron into his room.

Tried to bully her yesterday.

Fen clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, got up and opened the door, her eyes stared angrily at the window of the opposite pavilion, and suddenly a thought came to her mind.

The anger on his face was gone, in exchange for a snicker at the corner of his lips.

She called Xing'er to wait for her to wash and have lunch.

After lunch, she led Myolie out.

It just so happened that a few elixirs were made the day before yesterday and could be sold at the elixir store. In the past few days, she took Xing'er to the elixir store together.

When she went, she still had two moles on her face, and she dressed up as a village girl.

Naturally, Xing'er couldn't escape the disguise, because Xing'er was the girl of the eldest lady of the Duke's Mansion, which was well known.

For this reason, she doesn't want others to know that she makes money by selling pills.

She had paid so much money to the people she had hurt before, and those people thought it was the money of Prince Nan's Mansion.

On the way back home after selling the elixir, she led Xing'er to the market again.

At dinner time, several plates of exquisite dishes were placed on the table in the dining room. When Ye Cenyang came here, his elder brother Ye Nanxuan had not yet come.

"Hey, what kind of soup is this? The color is really beautiful." Ye Cenyang sat down at the table, looking at the blue-green soup in the exquisite celadon bowl, which looks very moist.

Ye Cenyang rubbed his aching stomach, thinking how about drinking this bowl of soup first and then waiting for his brother to come.

He knew that his discomfort was due to hunger, although he didn't feel hungry.

Holding his wide sleeves, he picked up the spoon in the bowl with his slender fingers, put a spoonful of soup on his lips and drank it.

"Wow——" Ye Cenyang choked on the spicy taste of the soup as soon as he drank it, and then he sucked his nose and coughed endlessly.

His movement attracted the maid who was serving the dishes to rush over, and Nangong Huangyue, who was hiding in the dark, saw that he had been coughing badly, and felt that something was not normal, so the doctor instinctively came out from the dark.

"Princess." The maid looked at Nangong Huangyue nervously and helplessly.

Nangong Huangyue approached Ye Cenyang, she raised her hand, and several silver needles pricked several acupuncture points on his back.

When the maids saw Wang Hao injecting the needle, they were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison: "No, Wang Hao! He is the younger brother of King Nan, King Cen."

Nangong Huangyue didn't even look at them, she knew that these two maids must have thought that she was going to commit murder.

Ye Cenyang turned his back to Nangong Huangyue, he only knew that the maid said that the princess was coming, and immediately after that, he felt bitten by ants on his back, but soon, he stopped coughing.

So strange.

He turned around quickly and saw a young girl in plain clothes.

The girl looked younger than him, with a delicate oval face and skin as white as porcelain.

Such a beautiful face.

"You are...Emperor's Sister-in-Law?" Ye Cenyang heard the maid calling Wang Fei, but he didn't expect that this Wang Hao didn't look like a princess at all.

Usually princesses wear gold and silver, and their heads are full of jewellery, but this princess has no other decorations except for a simple forehead to match her forehead.

But it was this appearance that made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

"Don't move around, you still have needles on your back!" Nangong Huangyue said, then reached out to pull out the three silver needles on Ye Cenyang's back.

Ye Cenyang didn't feel a needle on his back, but he could feel a foreign object coming out of his back.

When he turned his head to look, he saw that his sister-in-law was holding three thin needles about three inches long in her hand.

"Sister-in-law Huang, did you just use these three needles to help me stop my cough?" Ye Cen Yang asked.

Nangong Huangyue withdrew the needle, she said expressionlessly: "Yes! Who told you to drink indiscriminately." As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the bowl of soup.

Ye Cenyang also shifted his gaze to the bowl of soup, when a few drops of soup spilled on the table.

"Why is this soup so spicy?" Ye Cenyang knew from Nangong Huangyue's tone that she must understand this soup.

Nangong Huangyue curled her lips and said: "This soup is for your brother, who would have thought that you would come to drink it."

Ye Cenyang thought to himself that this was the case.

Nangong Huangyue shifted her eyes to Ye Cenyang's face at this time, she saw that Ye Cenyang was indeed very handsome, but his complexion was quite bad.

She is a doctor, and from the appearance of a person, one can basically tell what his illness is.

Ye Cenyang looked at the maid who had been waiting by the side, and ordered: "You guys remove this soup!"

The maid had just experienced a shock, and later found out that the princess used needles to treat coughs.

"Yes, Your Highness King Cen." One of the maids hurried forward to clear away the soup bowls.

"Wait." Nangong Huangyue stopped the maid's movements.

The maid and Ye Cenyang looked at Nangong Huangyue at the same time, neither knowing what she was going to do.

Nangong Huangyue picked up the bowl of soup and handed it to Ye Cenyang.

Ye Cen Yang looked puzzled: "Sister-in-law Huang, why are you giving me this soup?"

"Drink it." Nangong Huangyue said with a cold expression.

Ye Cen Yang frowned, and shook his head: "Sister-in-law, this soup is undrinkable, it's too spicy."

"You drink it, it's good for your body." Nangong Huangyue explained, seeing that Ye Cenyang still didn't dare to drink, so she went on to explain: "This soup is mixed with mustard. I think your spleen and stomach are weak. If you have asthma, you probably have a lot of problems with your body." She glanced at the soup bowl in her hand, "This mustard can stimulate the secretion of gastric juice, that is, it can increase your appetite, and it can also treat asthma. Drink it at ease! Just take it easy when drinking, don't be too anxious."

When Ye Cenyang heard the little sister-in-law speak in a serious and orderly manner, he picked up the soup bowl suspiciously, "This can't be poison!"

"Believe it or not." After Nangong Huangyue said this, she turned around and left, walking cleanly and briskly.

Ye Cen Yang looked at her back, then moved his eyes to the soup bowl, frowned, gritted his teeth and began to drink the so-called mustard soup slowly.

Right next to the door on the other side of the dining room, Ye Nanxuan stood upright with his hands behind his back.

All that happened just now fell into his eyes.

He could guess that this mustard soup was supposed to be used by Nangong Huangyue to tease him.

It's a pity that he came a bit late and let Cen Yang have a taste first.

But it was a coincidence, and I never thought that this mustard soup could cure Cen Yang's illness.

He walked towards Ye Cen Yang.

(End of this chapter)