You have no taste in food and accommodation..."

Xuanyuan Jing originally wanted to continue getting angry, but when he heard the queen's words, he felt a little more fear on his face.

"I'm afraid I'm just a quack doctor."

The emperor glanced at Zhao Wujiang and said that except for being good-looking, he was useless, the queen must have been in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

At the beginning, he was afraid that the imperial physician would find out his secret, but this quack eunuch... might be able to use it to block the queen's mouth.

"Well, everyone else retreat!"

Qing'er pushed Zhao Wujiang's hand and signaled him to go up, but closed the door and left.

Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing are left in the room.

Zhao Wujiang sat opposite him, pressed his hand on Xuanyuan Jing's pulse, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The emperor in front of him looked very young, with handsome eyebrows, fair cheeks and wrists. More importantly, Zhao Wujiang could sniff the faint fragrance.

This faint fragrance is very charming, not comparable to that of the artificial and attached spices, it is very natural and clear.

"Move quickly, I still have many memorials."

Xuanyuan Jing looked at Zhao Wujiang quietly, with the coldness in his eyes not restrained at all.

Feeling the pulse, soon, Zhao Wujiang's eyes suddenly rippled.

Boom-
Chapter completed!