The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Seeing her suddenly tense body, xuanyuansheng couldn't help reaching out and gently patting her waist: "what's the matter? Did you suddenly think of something? "

Song Qingqing did not hide, frowned and said: "Xue Fu's channel has not sent the news of Fengcheng for a long time."

Xuanyuansheng thought of her appearance, a moment later asked: "with your intelligence, she should not be the only channel to deliver messages, right?"

Song Qing looked at him angrily: "look at what you said about your daughter-in-law, as if I was so cunning?"

Xuanyuansheng scraped her nose intimately: "isn't it? My cunning little fox

The intimate tone made Song Qing shiver, and his eyes became watery.

The camp was surrounded by the royal guards. Naturally, no one bothered the empress and the emperor. Only at noon did the two come out. At this time, song Qingqing's face was ruddy, and his whole body was fresh and bright.

She took xuanyuansheng to the wounded camp first, and all the wounded soldiers had improved obviously after drug treatment.

The leading doctor came to salute them in a hurry, and wiped the sweat channel on his forehead tiredly: "return to the emperor, thanks to the medicine developed by the empress regardless of her hard work, most of their fever has subsided, and the wound is beginning to heal slowly."

Song Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. Although she can't stop a war, she has a way to reduce the death of soldiers by her own ability. People in this world are all raised by their parents. No one should die, and life should be respected. This is her consistent philosophy.

Xuanyuan Sheng looked at the little woman in front of him. No matter when she was calm, sometimes he even sighed what treasure he had found. At first sight, there was no mountain and no dew, but now she was showing her edge, showing her incomparable charm to the world.

At this time, he vaguely understood that as long as song Qingqing stood by his side, she would be his pillar and his sea god needle.

Song Qingqing didn't know that she had such a high opinion in xuanyuansheng's heart. She soon devoted herself to examining the wounded soldiers' wounds. She concentrated on guiding the doctors to clean the wounded soldiers' wounds. She never hid her secrets and taught them what she knew without reservation.

Xuanyuansheng retreated slowly. He knew very well that there was his queen in the barracks. Don't worry.

It was not until song Qingqing was busy for a long time that she realized that xuanyuansheng had left, but she didn't blame him, because she knew that he had more important things to do. Meiling rebels left a big hidden danger in the city, and it was very difficult to remove those nails.

She slightly narrowed her eyes and sighed in her heart. Ah Sheng, the emperor, is really hard to do.

A moment later, she suddenly remembered something and quickly walked out of the camp to no one. She took out a copper whistle from her sleeve and blew it gently.

Not long after, there was a sound of flapping wings in the distance, and she rushed forward. It was the crescent moon that heard the signal. A strong Eagle stood in front of her, which made her petite.

Knowing that she was preparing for her marriage, Song Qing bent her eyes and joked, "are you busy these days?"

Crescent moon heart a burst of tension, she subconsciously clenched fist way: "no, no, it's others busy, I have nothing to do."

Looking at her flushed face, song Qingqing didn't tease her any more. After a pause, he asked, "did Eagle envoy send you the latest news of Fengcheng?"

Crescent moon is first Leng Leng God, a moment before carefully thinking about the answer: "no, is there something wrong with Fengcheng?"

Song Qingqing didn't say a word. He walked back and forth in front of her and said, "Xue Fu hasn't sent any news for a long time. I'm afraid something will happen there."

Crescent moon naturally understood what she was worried about, so she comforted her: "Xue Fu is extremely intelligent. She won't do this kind of thing. How can she take risks when she knows you will be suspicious? She must have something wrong and can't send out news."

Song Qing thought about it with all her heart. Yes, maybe she really has something to worry about? What's more, there is no news about her hidden secret line. Surely Fengcheng should be very quiet, right?

At this time of Fengcheng palace, Xue Fu is sitting on the table with a sad face, his hands wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, it looks particularly shocking.

In the end, she had no choice but to write a few words with a brush in her mouth.

"Pa!" She spits out the brush and covers her face with frost. She frowns and scolds: "Feng Yi, who killed a thousand swords, has hurt my hands. I can't believe it. Damn it."

Outside came the knock of the maidservant. She eased her anger and said in a deep voice, "come in!"

The delicate looking maidservant stood in front of her with a bowl of steaming chicken soup in her hand. She said humbly: "the king asked the maidservant to serve his wife and drink the chicken soup."

After Fengcheng changed its name, Xue Nian made himself king, and Xue Fu also took charge of fenggong with his mother's respect.

Xue Fu twisted her eyebrows and said, "has the king come back from the training ground?"

The maidservant nodded: "I've come back. I'm looking for some ministers to discuss business in my study."

Xue Fu couldn't help sighing. She was deliberating again. Her son, since he became the new king of Fengcheng, had been deliberating every day except after training. She almost never had time to rest. If she didn't know that he had kung fu skills, she was worried that he would get sick.

Hesitated for a long time, she said: "help me change clothes, I want to see the king."

When the mother wanted to see her son, the maidservant in the palace didn't dare to stop her. She quickly took a very expensive dress and asked respectfully, "does the lady want to pass this one?"

Xue Fu only took a look, then repeatedly waved his hand: "no, how can I wear this color? This is the dress that the empress of Jinxi Dynasty is qualified to wear. You can't take out this color again and look for another one."

Standing in front of her, the maidservant was in a bit of a dilemma. She faltered and said, "master, the new clothes that the king ordered people to send you before are all the same color except for different styles."

Xue Fu's face changed greatly. She held her hand tightly in her sleeve. After a long time, she frowned and said, "OK, let's wear this dress." Finish saying, then lead to walk in front.

At this time, Xue nianyi has recovered his original appearance. He is very handsome, especially his eyes like peach blossom, which makes people feel excited for him.