Why are you so emotional tonight? Forget it, don’t worry. You will find the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital tomorrow morning to check it out.
The next day, there were all imperial physicians kneeling in Yuwen Haoyu's imperial study room, all of whom were taking the pulse of Concubine Shu last night. Yuwen Haoyu sat high on the dragon throne, solemn and solemn. He glanced at him and knelt in front of the imperial physician.
"Tell me, what happened in Concubine Shu's room yesterday?" Yuwen Haoyu walked up to them, and the imperial physicians were trembling in fear, not knowing what the emperor wanted to ask.
Yuwen Haoyu pointed casually: "You, yesterday you took Concubine Shu's pulse and said she had it. Don't you have something to say to me?"
The imperial physician looked up and saw Yuwen Haoyu pointing at him. It was over. If he accidentally moved his head, he shivered:
"Return to the emperor, I am saying that there is something strange in the concubine Shu's bedroom, like some spices..."
He didn't continue to say that Yuwen Haoyu felt something was strange. Why did Concubine Shu's bedroom beauties smell fragrant every time? And he forgot to pull her to bed as soon as he went there. It seemed that it had nothing to do with this spice.
“What is it?”
The imperial physician said frightenedly: "It's a lovely fragrance when you go back to the emperor."
It's outrageous. Yuwen Haoyu beat the table and cursed angrily. He dared to use such things. No wonder he couldn't control it. Ling'er, Ling'er, I'm really sorry for you.
His eyes fell on the portrait of Ling'er on the side, but how could I do the Concubine Shu? What if she made any mistakes, what would you do? What would you do? I can't lose you anymore, absolutely not.
Tolerance! Only tolerate is tolerant. At worst, you can avoid going to her palace or stuffing a plug in your nose. If you don’t believe that she can use any other tricks.
Ling'er, I've endured it for you.
Yuwen Haoyu waved his hand and asked the group of imperial doctors to disappear from him as soon as possible. He stood alone with his hands behind his back. Looking at the portrait on the wall, Ling'er must be still angry with him. No, so he has to think of a solution immediately.
He walked towards Jingyuanyuan alone and accelerated his pace. He did not rush in and ordered a eunuch to bend over and step on the wall by himself, like a naughty boy peeping at a beautiful woman.
I wonder what his Ling'er is doing inside? Is it a vent of spring?
Yuwen Haoyu watched her sitting in the yard, waving her fan leisurely and basking the sun. The golden sun shines brightly, making people feel warm and uncomfortable.
I wonder if she caught a cold last night. After returning to the palace, she immediately sent someone to send various medicines to prevent typhoid fever? I wonder if she had taken it.
Luo Ling sat in the yard basking in the sun, and her own sunscreen glasses were on her head. Mei Xiang beside her was shaking the fan. Oh my, this day is so boring, she doesn't have a cell phone or a computer, she still has to do this day.
Don’t want people to live? It’s not a big deal to pass the life like this every day.
Why don’t you find a few palace maids to play cards? Luo Ling had a clever move, took off her glasses, and raised an eyebrow at Mei Xiang beside her: "Mei Xiang, go find a little palace maid, and the three of us will play cards."
Playing...... Playing cards? Mei Xiang is a monk who is 2000 feet tall. What is playing cards? Why has she never heard of it? "Miss, there is no one here who calls cards, how can she play him?"