Huang Fengmo looked at her embarrassed look. He lost any sense of elegance and became more playful. He deliberately ordered: "No more tickling, stand aside."
"Your Highness, no, this is an extremely itchy itch, and I can't control it. I won't scratch it." Yan Ruocheng immediately begged him for mercy. He was probably joking and would take back the order.
She was wrong. Huang Fengmo not only did not take back the order, but added more: "All of you are not allowed to scratch your itch. Stand still and are not allowed to move. Anyone who dares to move will be whipped."
Immediately, all the guards present looked at Yan Ruocheng with "I will strangle you to death!" She looked innocent and asked for forgiveness and stood aside, not daring to say anything more.
Huang Fengmo seemed to be waiting for a beautiful woman. Whenever he made an appointment with a beautiful woman, he would order someone to prepare fragrant osmanthus wine. The waiter just brought it over and put it on the table.
Yan Ruozhen didn't care too much about who he had an appointment with. She just focused on how to prevent Huang Fengmo from finding out and scratch the itch on her back. She moved her steps slightly towards the door, thinking that it was close to the door.
On the corner side, it will be less conspicuous.
There just happened to be a high lamp stool at the corner of the door. Its corner could scratch the itch. She moved carefully every step for fear of being discovered. When she finally arrived, the itch on her back was gone, revealing a funny and ugly look.
expression.
At this moment, the door was pushed open and a stunning beauty came in.
The woman has a long eyebrow, a light pink cloud-smoked sweater, and a floor-length white palace satin plain snow silk cloud-shaped skirt. Her hair is combed into a bun with smoked hibiscus, and her eyebrows are lightly swept with a thin layer of powder. She is so bright that she has eyes that are like water, but
With a touch of coldness, he seems to be able to see through everything. His fingers are slender, and his skin is as creamy as snow. There is pink in the snow white, and he seems to be able to squeeze out water. A pair of red lips, speaking and smiling.
Originally Yan Ruocheng thought she had a good temperament, but when the woman saw her, she immediately showed a look full of disgust, and immediately asked Huang Fengmo: "Master Huang, why is there a girl standing by the door? Could it be that
Also your friend?"
"Miss Qing, don't get me wrong. She is just my medical servant. If you come over here, please come here." Huang Fengmo said in explanation.
"Yes, Master." Yan Ruocheng usually addressed Huang Fengmo as Master in front of outsiders to avoid exposing his identity. She obediently went over and stood beside him.
"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Shaoya. She is a friend I just met. She also came to this ancient village for sightseeing." Huang Fengmo introduced Qingshao Cliff to Yan Ruocheng for no reason.
Yan Ruozhen didn't understand why he wanted to introduce his new friend to her, a medical servant. He usually wouldn't tell her who he made friends with, so there was no need to tell her.
She guessed that Huang Fengmo was testing this girl named Qingheya.
"Miss Qing, didn't you say that your appetite has been bad recently? Why don't you let my medical servant take a look at it for you? She is very good at treating strange and complicated diseases." Huang Fengmo recommended.
Hearing what he said, Yan Ruocheng could only think that he was overthinking.
Qing Heya smiled slightly and said, "Okay, since she is Mr. Huang's medical servant, I will let her take your pulse." After speaking, he sat down politely.
Yan Ruocheng walked to her side and took out the pulse pad from the medicine box, but Qingheya didn't reach out to take her pulse, so she couldn't help but say: "Girl, please stretch out your hand and put your wrist on it."
Flat on the pulse pad."
Qing Heya put his hand up hesitantly, and Yan Ruocheng knew immediately that she was lying and that she was fine. However, if she exposed it in person, she would look like a different person.
She calmed down and said tactfully: "Miss Qing, I'm just a little acclimatized. Drink more water and rest and you'll be fine."
Qing Heya nodded, quite satisfied with Yan Ruocheng's diagnosis.
"Since everything is fine, Miss Qing, it seems that you should stop drinking the osmanthus wine I prepared and drink tea instead." Huang Fengmo said.
"Miss Qing can drink some wine brewed from flowers. Osmanthus wine can soothe the liver and ventilate Qi, wake up the spleen and stimulate the appetite, resolve phlegm and blood stasis, activate blood circulation and warm menstruation. For girls like Qing who are not appetizing, drinking a little can stimulate the appetite and refresh the mind.
It strengthens the spleen and replenishes deficiency." Yan Ruocheng added opportunistically and flatteringly.
Seeing that Yan Ruocheng was a good person, Qingboya changed his attitude a little and said, "Girl's medical skills are superb, why don't we sit down and have a glass of Osmanthus bar together."
"I don't dare. I'd better step aside first so that I won't stop you from talking freely." Yan Ruocheng took the opportunity to ask for retreat. The itchy spots on her body were almost unbearable.
"Okay, back off." Huang Fengmo knew Yan Ruocheng's intentions and let her go.
"Master, I'm going to leave immediately." As soon as Yan Ruocheng heard that he could retreat, he quickly ran away.