"Yes!" Zhao Wujiang nodded.

He thought for a while, then opened the medicine box, took out two bottles of trauma medicine, and handed them to the two injured palace ladies.

"Apply it externally once every three hours, scars will appear in one day and healed in two days."

The two palace ladies stared at Zhao Wujiang with red and moist eyes.

Zhao Wujiang patted his clothes, and then followed in the footsteps of Wu Meiniang and Qing'er.

Wu Meiniang was walking in front, walking at a leisurely pace. At this moment, the corners of her mouth curved up, and she smiled brightly.

She smiled slightly in her heart, and her actions just now made her take another high look at Zhao Wujiang.

Wu Meiniang was currently lying on the phoenix couch, her cheeks slightly pink.

Zhao Wujiang will give her acupuncture soon.

According to Zhao Wujiang, the acupuncture on the first day was at acupuncture points on both sides of the arms. First, a vent was opened to relieve some of the stagnation.

The second acupuncture was performed from the acupoints on the back.

Wu Meiniang was lying on the phoenix, her perfect figure emerged.

"Mother, I'm going to start." Zhao Wujiang pulled out a silver needle from the card cloth.

"Um…"

Wu Meiniang's voice was charming and she hummed softly.

Her smooth jade back was exposed to Zhao Wujiang's eyes. Zhao Wujiang swallowed and his mouth felt dry.

The silver needle he took out was a bit thicker than yesterday's, then he twisted the silver needle and gently inserted it into Wu Meiniang's body from behind.

The acupuncture continued slowly, and a blush appeared on Wu Meiniang's fair and delicate cheeks.

"Wait a minute...it hurts! Be gentle..."

Wu Meiniang frowned, arousing pity.

Zhao Wujiang slowed down his intensity slightly and asked softly: "My Lady, is the intensity appropriate now?"

"Um…!"

Wu Meiniang snorted slowly with a nasal tone.

"Your Majesty, it's like this. The last injection needs to be a little stronger to better stimulate the acupuncture points."

"It will hurt a little at first, but after insertion, it will gradually become more comfortable."

Zhao Wujiang explained.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Wujiang slowly pulled out the silver needle.

"Oh!" Wu Meiniang said loudly and exhaled a breath.

She only felt something withdrawing from her body and venting out, and her body began to become light and limp.

Wu Meiniang was dripping with sweat at the moment, and Zhao Wujiang was also gasping for air. Applying acupuncture was not an easy task.

He looked at the two thin pink silk ropes tied behind Wu Meiniang's back.

This is the rope of the bellyband.

Zhao Wujiang felt as if warm liquid was about to flow down from his nose.

Now, I just need to gently pull the pink rope, and then I can...

He thought to himself... Then I can die!

Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Wujiang, with this pull, Wu Meiniang screams, you will be escorted out by the crowd, convicted of blasphemy against the empress, pushed to the beheading platform, and killed with one knife!

So what if you are a miracle doctor? Is it possible that if your head falls off, you can still reattach it?

Zhao Wujiang kept warning himself in his heart.

Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!

Say important things three times.

He exhaled slowly, put away the silver needle, and said:

"Mother, today's acupuncture is over. Please take a rest first. We will acupuncture other acupuncture points tomorrow.

Wait until you have a good rest before taking the medicine to nourish your body and nourish your yin."

Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes were full of water, and her heart was in turmoil.

After Zhao Wujiang gave her the acupuncture, she felt a sense of comfort that she had not seen for a long time.

It was like a high wave hitting her heart one after another.

Wu Meiniang's delicate cheeks were covered with red clouds, and Zhao Wujiang always gave her a kind feeling.

"Xiao Zhaozi." She lay lazily on the phoenix couch, her red lips lightly parted.

"The slave is here."

Wu Meiniang pursed her red lips and thought for a moment: "What kind of person do you think the emperor is?"

No, you actually asked this kind of question... Zhao Wujiang was stunned for a moment, then continued:

"Little Zhaozi does not dare to speculate and evaluate the emperor."

Wu Meiniang looked over with her delicate and charming face, frowned and said:

"Actually...I...have refused to have sex with the Emperor...for two years..."

???Zhao Wujiang was puzzled. No wonder he was depressed and depressed. It was loneliness that caused the trouble.

Wu Meiniang was obviously in a good mood at the moment. Looking at Zhao Wujiang's confused and blank expression, she smiled, and the whole room suddenly came to life.

The peerless grace of this smile seemed to be teasing Zhao Wujiang's heart.

Wu Meiniang thought to herself again and said: "Although Qing'er is well-behaved and obedient, he is not as smart and clever as you. Do you think... I have done the right thing in this matter?"

Zhao Wujiang took a step forward, and Wu Meiniang's body was as fragrant as orchid.

No wonder yesterday I felt there was a bit of a gap between the Emperor and Wu Meiniang. At first I thought it was just the Emperor who was strict about his wife, but I didn't expect that they were in a cold war.

He looked thoughtful, and then replied seriously: "Xiao Zhaozi thinks that the empress did the right thing!"

Zhao Wujiang's delicate and handsome face, special light temperament, serious look, and determined tone made Wu Meiniang look in a daze.

"If Xiao Zhaozi's guess is correct, the empress is actually having a cold war with the emperor, right?"

"Well... I guess." Wu Meiniang nodded and nodded.

"That's right, Your Majesty. Don't forget, Your Majesty, the Emperor has a harem of three thousand people. If Your Majesty compromises first, wouldn't it mean that Your Majesty... doesn't cherish Your Majesty that much?"

Wu Meiniang opened her eyes wide and said in her heart: "What Xiao Zhaozi said makes sense."

Zhao Wujiang observed Wu Meiniang's expression and continued:

"Women should be more aloof.

Especially a woman like the empress, who is beautiful, has a beautiful heart, and is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, should be more aloof.

Only in this way will the emperor cherish you more."

Little Zhao Zi spoke really nicely, and everything he said made sense... Wu Meiniang held her cheeks in her hands and looked at Zhao Wujiang with a slight smile on her lips.

She pursed her red lips, thought for a while, and said with some entanglement: "But, he is the emperor after all, I can't always..."

"Empress!"

Before Wu Meiniang could finish speaking, she was directly interrupted by Zhao Wujiang.

With an angry look on his face, he sat next to Wu Meiniang and said angrily:

"Empress! If the emperor really loves you, wouldn't he take the initiative to ask you to surrender?"

Well, Li Zhi should take the initiative to surrender to me... Wu Meiniang felt that Zhao Wujiang was right, so she listened carefully and sat up directly.

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhaozi, I will never compromise with the emperor!"

That's right... Zhao Wujiang smiled like an old mother:

"My dear, please remember that we women must have an attitude and our own attitude!"

Wu Meiniang looked at Zhao Wujiang, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. Every word and every sentence of Zhao Wujiang spoke to her heart. She even thought that it would be better if she met such a considerate Zhao Wujiang earlier.
Chapter completed!