Favored Doctor Consort

The man kept staring at her. She was serious about doing things, and a faint moonlight shrouded her. It was like wearing a soft veil, so beautiful that it couldn't be ignored.

He looked at her eyebrows carefully, looking down, and her placket was open, revealing the pink lotus bellyband inside, as well as a white skin like cream.

His eyes sank. Was this woman really the princess of the King's Palace?

When she was fighting the two big men just now, he saw it, but his skill was so neat, it didn't look like a woman in a deep boudoir.

"How long will you see me?"

After stitching the wound for him, the poison was eliminated again, and the wound was wrapped in white gauze, and she raised her head and glanced at him.

"who are you?"

He stared at her closely, seeing that she had changed those things like a joke, and disappeared again, and became interested in her.

She took out a few more medicines and handed them to him, explaining to him: "These are anti-inflammatory drugs. After you go back, use boiled water, and your wound should not be stained with water. You need to take good care of it, otherwise it will crack It will be troublesome to open. "

"who are you?"

He stubbornly asked her this question.

She frowned. "Who am I heavy?"

She checked the other injuries on him, but fortunately it was just a skin trauma. Her eyes fell on his leg. As a doctor for so many years, his leg was stretched straight, and for so long, there was no There are some problems.

She stretched out her hands and squeezed his legs. Seeing that he had no response at all, she asked, "Have you ever been injured in this leg?"

His eyes turned to his own legs, thinking that five years ago, in order to heal the border war, he was killed by a traitor and lost his legs. Fiery hatred rose in his eyes, and his whole body was surging with murderous spirit.

Seeing him silent, wanting to come to this leg is a pain that he has been lingering in his life.

She touched it, suddenly a hard hand, nodded to an acupuncture point on his leg, and he groaned in pain.

He showed a startled expression. The leg was almost unconscious for five years. He didn't expect the girl in front of him, but he felt a little pain when he touched his leg.

"Your legs can still be cured, but it's a pity that I have to go. If I can meet again next time, I will help you to cure your legs."

She smiled at him, seeing that it was going to dawn, she had to go back quickly.

She had just taken two steps, stopped again, and looked back at the man under the tree. "Your legs are inconvenient, do you need me to find someone to help you carry them back?"

"No." He said lightly, his gaze rested on her open dress, reminding him, "Is it wrong for you to go back like this?"

She looked down and said that the ancients had a conservative mind, and that she would indeed be controversial when she returned to the German palace.

She poked, "I won't wear it."

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he chuckled: "Come here, I'll help you."

She walked over and crouched beside him. He lifted up his hands and tidy her dress. His fingers were cool, and she accidentally touched her skin. She froze, there was something in her heart. Weird feeling.

He looked dumb until he helped her fasten her belt, and then looked up at her, "Well, you can go."

She stood up, "Don't you really need me to call you?"

"No need to."

She gave him a deep look again before turning to leave the forest.

The man sat under the tree, and after he couldn't see her shadow, he lowered his head and looked at his fingers. The delicate touch just made him feel a little dazzled.

He leaned his back against the big tree and closed his eyes with a smile on his lips. This little princess of the German palace was really interesting.

When Mu Xiyue came out of the forest and returned to Kyoto, the sky was already bright, and the city gates were open. There were many people coming and going.

With her memory, she returned to the King's Mansion, and the gatekeeper saw her, like a ghost, and turned and ran in.

"I'm not a ghost, what should I run!"

She whispered, and entered the gate of the king's palace.

There was a room in the main hall, and she was gloating when she saw her.

There was only the man on the subject, who was holding her coldly, his face was ugly.

She knew that the man above was her so-called husband, and she looked pretty good, but when she was only ten years old, he married her back. Is there a pedophile?

She calmed down and entered the main hall. Two nieces were on the ground, one sobbed, the other looked up at her with a look of utter endlessness.

"Where did you go last night?"

Long Yichen opened his mouth coldly, his eyes seemed to contain anger.

She glanced around the people in the hall. It was all right.

"I was stunned last night. When I woke up, I was walking in a forest in the suburbs. My legs were sore and I walked back."

She blinked at the big eyes of the water, and said aggrievedly.

Long Yichen heard her words, her face could not be called ugly, but a green one.

A plump woman next to her pouting and laughed: "Are your legs sore? Or ..."

Before the woman's words were finished, Long Yichen said angrily, "Enough!"

The woman was startled, staring at her unwillingly, and shut her mouth obediently.

Long Yichen got up from the chair, walked to her angrily, and gritted his teeth and said, "You thought the king was so foolish? You said that he was taken to the countryside by being stunned, but your maid said that you followed A man sneaking out from the back door of the palace. "

She looked at the two nieces kneeling on the ground, and then looked at him again, "I think you're just a fool, what people say, you really believe."

If this body had not changed its soul, the original owner would not know what it would be like to be bullied.

"You ..." He didn't expect that she would say that, and she was so angry that she was almost smoky.

Just now, Long Yichen married Liu Fangfei who entered the door. She couldn't get used to her appearance, and could not help but add jealousy, "Sister Yue, how about taking care of Wang ’s face, Wang ’s treatment of you Po, how can you do such a shame on your back? "

Mu Xiyue sneered in her heart, but she pretended to have a naive look, "Liu Fangfei, what is shame?"

The expression on Liu Fangfei's face froze. "That's the kind of thing, you're fifteen. The woman's famous festival is very important, not to mention that it's also related to Wang Ye's face."

"Sister Yue, why don't you learn well at your young age? You need to know that in the future, the Lord Prince will be crowned Prince, and you will be the Crown Prince. If you are so stubborn, you will make the Lord a joke."

Long Yichen was talking to another concubine. She looked like a gentle and graceful lady, quite like the hostess.

Mu Xiyue asked her, her slender eyebrows raised slightly. She remembered that this woman was a wise and generous woman on the surface, but in private, I was afraid she would hate her.

Had it not been for her marriage to Long Yichen, it would be this woman now.

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