All Hail Cousin Brother

The harem emphasizes the importance of sons to their mothers. Concubine Hui is from a humble background. She has no prominent family background, no extraordinary talent, and no connections in the court. Her son should not be a threat to other concubines in the palace with superior family backgrounds. .

But what if the late emperor valued his son so highly that he even ignored the fact that he had an unattractive and filthy mother and concubine, but still wanted to cultivate him as the heir apparent?

If the middle palace has no children, the harem only needs concubines with children, and everyone can compete for that position.

The late emperor wanted to pursue the matter, but what could he do?

Then you have to ask the courtiers whether they are willing to let the emperor go through trouble for a trivial favorite concubine.

If the emperor really loves his son, he will bear it down to avoid offending the courtiers over this matter. King Zhou Li's situation will be even more difficult in the future.

Yu Youyao's heart was beating wildly, feeling that she had seen something extraordinary.

You can't think about this kind of thing.

Yu Youyao quickly pushed away the messy thoughts in his mind: "Is King Zhou Li's illness caused by a head injury that caused blood to persist in his skull?"

She also knew something about pathology.

Accumulation of blood in the skull is very dangerous and needs to be taken care of. Over time, the blood may gradually dissipate and symptoms will be alleviated, but there is also a risk of worsening and death.

Yin Huaixi didn't know what she was thinking, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "It's true. There is blood in the skull, and ordinary decoctions cannot cure it, so acupuncture can only be used as a supplement. However, my father's condition was quite dangerous at that time, and it was the Taiyuan Hospital. Even the best medical doctors are not sure of everything, and the doctors are always cautious about protecting themselves, so they can only adopt safe methods, supplemented by decoctions and medicines."

The late emperor almost lost his beloved son and did not dare to take risks easily.

Because of this, the late emperor indulged his beloved son a little more, which inevitably led to him becoming a dandy.

Yu Youyao guessed that there should be other details involved, but she also knew that it was best not to ask too clearly about some things: "Then, was King Zhou Li's illness cured later?"

Yin Huaixi nodded: "It's cured."

Yu Youyao vaguely guessed something.

really!

Yin Huaixi changed the subject and said: "Men always have ridiculous and humble self-esteem when facing the woman they love. To use my father's words, your mother is the most talented woman in Jingzhao. How can I embarrass her? She personally taught me that it’s the kind of thing that must be done, and even if it’s not possible, it must be done.”

"Your mother, I mean the princess..." Yu Youyao was a little nervous. The blood in her skull didn't melt away at first. It stayed in her skull for many years. If it was dispersed with a needle, the risk would be even greater.

Yin Huaixi smiled: "My mother didn't know about this at all. My father was afraid that she would be worried, so he didn't dare to tell her, and he didn't allow me to tell her. He secretly ordered someone to find a famous doctor who was proficient in acupuncture, and he didn't know that he was stupid. He is so brainless and too blindly confident that as soon as he heard that the other party’s ancestor had a medicine king, he didn’t know the details of the other party and whether his medical skills were really good, so he had people put needles in his head.”

Yu Youyao curled her lips. Back then, she accidentally got a fragmented recipe from overseas and got a glimpse of the making of anointing oil. However, because the recipe was incomplete, she had little idea of ​​how to make it. After she made it, she only had a mother-in-law. After trying it on his son, he gave it directly to Yin Huaixi.

Yin Huaixi really dared to use it.

I don’t doubt the origin of this remnant recipe, nor do I doubt whether the anointing oil was done correctly. Will there be any problems?

Just trust a ten-year-old girl who has studied aromatic medicine for less than a year.

In Yin Huaixi's own words, he doesn't know if he is too stupid or too blindly confident?

Are they really worthy of being father and son? !

Yin Huaixi felt that her smile was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it: "It's probably because a stupid person has stupid luck that he met Uncle Sun, the needle master."

When it comes to medical skills alone, Uncle Sun is still under Dr. Shi, and is on par with Dr. Hu. But when it comes to acupuncture, Uncle Sun claims to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first.

Yu Youyao pursed her lips and smiled: "Then you are quite lucky."

Yin Huaixi actually felt that Yu Youyao was beating around the bush and saying that he was stupid, so he said calmly: "It is indeed my blessing to meet you."

Although his leg was healed by Uncle Sun.

However, if there was no spiritual dew to nurse his severely damaged body foundation, if there was no Baoyuan Pill to nurse his vitality, if there was no anointing oil to nourish his broken legs for five or six years, they would have gradually shrunk and become necrotic. Even if Uncle had superb acupuncture skills, he couldn't cure him.

Yu Youyao held the cinnabar orchid and smiled so much that the flowers trembled: "Did you also learn your ability to find orchids from King Zhou Li?"

He keeps saying he dislikes his father, but he still learns from him.

The best father and son in the world are no more than a father, a father, a friend, and a son.

Yin Huaixi coughed and denied: "I'm not interested in these flowers and plants. I just listened to him talking a lot, so I inevitably understood a little, and I didn't deliberately learn." He quickly changed the topic: "When I was patrolling the mountains before. , looking at the topography and environment of Laomao Mountain, I guessed that there would be orchids, and based on the growth habits of orchids, I found this cinnabar orchid."

He had found other varieties before, but the quality of the wild orchids was not as good as the domestic ones. This was the one he picked out with the best quality.

His words are too honest for his body, and that's what he says.

Well, it's hard to break up.

There was a little bit of cunning in Yu Youyao's eyes: "I have never raised flowers and plants before. The flowers and trees in the yard are all taken care of by special servants. I heard that orchids are delicate and difficult to grow. From now on, I will have Brother Nineteen to help me with this cinnabar orchid. keep."

"Okay!" Yin Huaixi nodded subconsciously.

Then, he reacted.

Raising orchids is a delicate job. Finding a high-quality cinnabar orchid can be said to be a sign of good luck. But if you can even grow orchids, you are not "not deliberately learning" or "generally understood", but you are an expert.

Yin Huaixi twirled his fingers lightly, feeling a little itchy, and subconsciously wanted to hit her forehead, but seeing her bowing her eyebrows and smiling innocently, he couldn't do it.

The jade-colored blouse made her look like cardamom flowers blooming on the branches, standing gracefully at attention.

The milky white flower bones are as soft as gelatin, crystal clear, and as warm as jade. The top of the flower bones is a touch of carmine, which is so delicate and delicate that it is breathtakingly beautiful even before it blooms.

The closed flower buds make people wonder how amazing it will be when the buds first bloom, the bright red color slightly opens, and the corolla suddenly appears?

Yin Huaixi sighed softly, unable to suppress the trembling of his fingertips. He raised his hand and gently brushed a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear with his fingertips: "Little narrow ghost!"

The fingers that often hold pens and practice swordsmanship are covered with a thin layer of calluses, with a bit of roughness. They gently scratch her ears, with a bit of trembling, and Yu Youyou's white jade face is stained with a wisp of rouge, naturally. Dizzy, she couldn't help lowering her head and softly called: "Brother Nineteen."