The Cheng'en Hall was as busy and messy as a pot of porridge. The reason was that Su Qiyu was injured when she was carried back by the prince.

She said it was an injury, but it was actually a sprained foot, but it was not serious. It only hurt a little at that time. Halfway through, her foot was almost healed. By the time she arrived at Cheng'en Hall, she could no longer feel the pain at all. It was just Wang Gonggong.

It was an exaggeration, and Ming Qingyang insisted on seeing her foot injury, so she was treated like a national treasure and was watched by everyone.

"Qingyang, are your feet okay?" Dong Li asked anxiously.

During this time, Dongli had been recovering from his injuries and simply put down his burden. In addition, Nanshan and the others were assigned tasks, so she and Su Qiyu often visited each other on weekdays.

Cheng'en Hall gradually became more and more lively and humane.

Su Qiyu sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as she sat firmly, these people surrounded her and insisted that Ming Qingyang take a look at her feet. Let alone Mei Xiang and Lan Zhu, even Dong Li insisted on letting Ming Qingyang take a look, so she

Now we are being forced, and we don't even have the chance to refuse.

Su Qiyu took Dong Li's hand and said nonchalantly: "I'm really fine. Don't make such a fuss."

"How can that be done? Princess, you are the emperor's pet peeve now. If you get hurt, I'm afraid all of us will go to jail." Mei Xiang said without blocking her words.

Su Qiyu almost spat in her face. She was really spoiled by Ye Jinmo. She wasn't proud of him yet. All these people were talking nonsense to her.

"Meixiang, don't forget that the emperor is thinking about you!" Su Qiyu gave Mei Xiang a wink as if joking.

Mei Xiang was so frightened that she almost choked on her own saliva. She was probably the unluckiest and luckiest palace maid in history. She had disturbed the emperor and the concubine's love twice, but she escaped death twice. If it happened a third time,

I really don’t know if I was as lucky as the previous two times.

She had no choice but to keep silent.

"Princess, let the famous doctor take a look!" Lan Zhu was still a little worried, but her words were not as nonsense as Mei Xiang's. Su Qiyu had no choice but to reply and refuse.

"Yeah, let's take a look!" Dong Li also urged from the side.

Su Qiyu was bewitched and could not refuse now. She raised her head and glanced at Ming Qingyang who was standing in front of her. His eyebrows had not loosened since she sprained her ankle. Maybe she was too worried. She was a little worried.

I was embarrassed, after all, I hurt my foot, and I was really not used to him bending down to check on my foot injury.

"If you feel something is wrong, please send the imperial physician to take a look." Ming Qingyang said firmly, seeming to understand what Su Qiyu was concerned about.

In her heart, she didn't really regard herself as a true friend, so she felt she had wronged him by being so polite.

In fact, he doesn't expect that much, he just hopes that she can accept his kindness!

But she refused even his kindness.

"Your Majesty, if you alert the imperial doctor, I'm afraid the emperor will become nervous again." Dong Li reminded kindly, and then glanced at Ming Qingyang, who happened to look at her because of these words. The two looked at each other, conveying two emotions.

Only people understand the meaning.

Ming Qingyang gave Dong Li a grateful look. In fact, Dong Li was already grateful for hiding his feelings for him, but she helped him create opportunities to care about Su Qiyu, which made him feel difficult.

With the taste of words, he knew the meaning of Dongli's dedication, and he admired her tolerance.

Su Qiyu couldn't help it. She knew Ye Jinmo's temper. The reason why he was able to accommodate her and even be lenient to the people around her was because of his favor. His favor could lift her to heaven or send irrelevant people to hell. She

I don’t want to hurt others because of this favor.

If she saw that her foot was injured, the prince would probably suffer, so she had no choice but to nod and agree.

Ming Qingyang felt relieved now and knelt down, passing her hand over to take off her shoes.

"Wait a minute, I'll do it myself!"

Su Qiyu laughed a few times, then raised her feet sheepishly and took off her shoes.

Ming Qingyang smiled lightly, she was really a sensitive woman.

Through the socks, Su Qiyu's feet were held in the palm of Ming Qingyang's hands. His left hand tightly wrapped her heel, and his right hand held her forefoot and twisted it gently. Su Qiyu only felt a pain, and then a trace of pain.

The comfortable feeling is transmitted from the feet to the whole body.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt any vital parts. I gave you a little massage, and the pain subsided in a moment!" Ming Qingyang said seriously.

Su Qiyu thanked you: "Sorry to trouble you!"

Ming Qingyang said nothing and continued to massage Su Qiyu. His technique was very gentle and very protective of her. Su Qiyu relaxed her whole body and felt comfortable all over. She couldn't help but close her eyes and silently feel this comfortable feeling.

She remembered that she had sprained her ankle once, and it was Ye Jinmo who helped her reset her ankle. Although his technique was not as gentle as Ming Qingyang's, it brought relief after the instant pain. They all said that one thing can be determined by one's attitude.

A person's character, Ye Jinmo's character, is so extreme, while his famous name is as light as flowing water, giving people a warm and tranquil comfort.

What kind of woman can match such a man?

She couldn't help but open her eyes and looked up at Dongli beside her. She was looking at Ming Qingyang in fascination. There was a trace of the coquettishness of a little daughter in her eyes. Recently, she felt that Dongli was more charming and softer.

Thinking of the marriage mentioned by the queen at the tea tasting party, Su Qiyu thought that she should help Dongli.

"Famous healer, can I ask you a question?"

Su Qiyu asked tentatively. Ming Qingyang raised his head and looked at her clean and expectant smile. Ming Qingyang smiled and replied: "Your Majesty, you might as well speak frankly."

"Just now, the Empress wanted you to marry Miss Feng, but you seemed to be unwilling!" Su Qiyu asked deliberately, and then glanced at Dong Li. As expected, her face changed, and she felt sour.

She was secretly happy. Both of these two people's personalities were too weak. She had to give them a shot in the arm. The so-called running-in was just like that!

Ming Qingyang didn't notice Dongli's jealous eyes. When it came to this matter, he took it very lightly. Anyway, he had no plans to start a family for the time being.

He replied: "Ms. Feng is of noble birth, but I am a commoner, so I am not worthy of Miss Feng."

"So, you think Miss Feng is pretty good?" Su Qiyu asked maliciously. She could already smell the strong smell of vinegar coming from Dongli next to her.

Ming Qingyang's heart trembled. He answered the question to himself without missing a beat. He didn't expect that Su Qiyu was deliberately forcing him to tell the truth. He raised his face and just looked at her, which made her heart skip a beat. Let me ask, is there anyone else in this world?
Chapter completed!