The emperor's brows finally relaxed after hearing this, and he was about to say something. He Shouwu suddenly said: "Your Majesty, the common people are going to treat Concubine He. Please leave all the irrelevant people." The emperor nodded and waved slightly.
With a wave of his hand, all the palace people in the room retreated. Feng Yiying glanced at Yi Qingchen, nodded slightly, and retreated. He Shouwu glanced at the emperor, bowed and said, "Long live Lord, please step aside as well."
." The emperor was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "I also want to avoid it?" He Shouwu's face showed no accommodating expression at all, he nodded and said: "The common people must be calm and thoughtful when treating the empress. Long live the Lord is here, there is nothing the common people can do.
Meditate." It seemed to be the first time that the emperor was driven away. There was a trace of anger on his face, but for the sake of his beloved concubine's illness, he endured it and said: "Then I will leave my beloved concubine to you. If you treat me well, you will be rewarded.
, if it can't be cured, just raise your head and see me." He turned around and walked out. Yi Qingchen glanced at Concubine He on the bed and saw that she was motionless, knowing that she was unconscious. She smiled and said to He Shouwu: "
Doctor He, thank you, thank you for helping me out of trouble. Come on, let me give you a kiss from my sister." When the words arrived, he kissed He Shouwu's little face with a snap. He Shouwu couldn't avoid it for a moment, and his face turned red instantly.
Like an apple, he glared at her angrily: "You...you, men and women are not intimate with each other, how could you..." Yi Qingchen slapped his head with a bang: "Little brat, you
What kind of man are you? His fetal hair hasn't faded yet." What He Shouwu hates most is that others say he is young. When Yi Qingchen said this, he immediately jumped up and shouted: "I'm not young! I'm older than you.
You pervert!" Yi Qingchen raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a faint smile: "Little brat, what are you talking about, you are older than me?" He Shouwu's face changed slightly, as if he realized that he had made a mistake,
He said hurriedly: "I mean my medical skills are better than yours. He who has better medical skills is the best." "Tsk, you are a real doctor, and of course your medical skills are better than mine. Okay, hurry up and save this imperial concubine."
Don't wait until she dies and we will be in trouble." A rather strange smile appeared on He Shouwu's face: "Take a look, what kind of disease does she have?"