Yan Mingzhu finished her dinner happily, her stomach was full and she was full of energy.
"Miss Yan, I have poured the boiled potion into the bathtub according to your instructions. Is there anything else that needs to be done next?"
Nodding her head, Yan Mingzhu said concisely and concisely: "Your Highness, please take off your clothes."
Feiyun: "..."
Feiyu: "..."
What kind of talk is this, can they hear it without paying?
Soon after, Feiyu took Feiyun's arm and pulled him outside, "Your Highness needs a quiet environment to detoxify, so hurry up, hurry up!"
Soon, only Qi Jue and Yan Mingzhu were left in the room, looking at each other.
When Yan Mingzhu saw that the other party was not moving, she took the initiative to help him take off his clothes. Qi Jue's usual calm expression finally couldn't hold it anymore, and grabbed Yan Mingzhu's wrist, frowning.
"Yan Mingzhu, what are you doing?"
Raising her face, Yan Mingzhu blinked, with a serious and sincere look on her face: "To detoxify Your Highness, don't you need to take off your clothes to take a medicinal bath? Or, Your Highness, you have to take a bath with your clothes on? In this case, the efficacy of the medicine will be compromised.
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Qi Jue's hand grasped Yan Mingzhu's wrist without letting go, and his jaw line was tense. Only then did Yan Mingzhu realize that the man's earlobes were actually red!
His Royal Highness, King Dingbei, is too innocent. He really doesn’t look like the decisive and decisive God of War on the battlefield!
"Your Highness, please be assured that I will never take advantage of you. In the eyes of a doctor, the patient's body is just a piece of pork."
Qi Jue was so angry that he laughed. Not only was this woman so bold, she even dared to compare him to pork.
He thought that he had become famous at a young age and had countless admirers. The words of praise he had heard were like a crucian carp crossing a river. Only this woman made him angry and helpless.
Finally, Qi Jue let go of his hand and said, "Turn around, I will change my clothes myself."
Yan Mingzhu said, "Oh, please take off your clothes, Your Highness, I will never peek."
Qi Jue paused while unbuttoning her clothes. Is it necessary for her to emphasize it again?
The atmosphere in the room was extremely quiet, and the rustling sounds of people taking off their clothes could be heard clearly.
After a while, the man's cold voice sounded: "Come in."
Yan Mingzhu walked around the screen and saw Qi Jue already sitting in the tub, with his upper body naked.
The man has a slender figure, but due to years of martial arts practice, his muscles are well-proportioned. The skin that has been covered by clothes all year round looks particularly white under the candlelight, and every inch is visible to the extreme.
Yan Mingzhu boasted that she was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, but after seeing Qi Jue's figure, she couldn't help but take a second look.
Suddenly, Qi Jue's light voice sounded: "Have you seen enough?"
Yan Mingzhu looked away, without any trace of shyness on her face, and replied openly: "Your Highness is the most well-proportioned person I have ever seen. As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty.
I always yearn for beautiful things and can’t help but look at them more..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Jue's cold jade-like voice: "Shut up."
Yan Mingzhu said oh, took out the silver needle, pointed it at Qi Jue's back, and began to apply the needle seriously.
So much so that he didn't see the cold and aloof His Highness Dingbei King telling her to shut up. In fact, his whole ears were already red.
After the injection, the water in the bathtub was obviously much darker.
Yan Mingzhu put away the silver needle and said: "Your Highness, please do not use your internal strength for these three days. After three days, all the poisons in the body will be eliminated, and then there will be no serious problem."
Qi Jue put on a moon-white undershirt and said lightly, "Feiyu."
Feiyu, who was standing outside, was scratching his head with curiosity about what happened in the room. When he heard Qi Jue's voice, he immediately opened the door and went in, "Your Highness."
While saluting, Feiyu glanced at Qi Jue and Yan Mingzhu with his peripheral vision.
However, both of them looked natural, and Feiyu sighed inwardly with regret.
"Do you think the ten lashes today were not enough?"
When he couldn't see, this guy glanced back and forth, but didn't he just put the words "Is there any adultery" on his face?
Feiyu hurriedly lowered his head, "I realize my mistake. Ten lashes are enough. I just received forty lashes yesterday. It doesn't matter if I am punished, but there is no one to escort Miss Yan back to the Marquis Mansion. This problem
But it’s too big, don’t you think so, Your Highness?”
What does this guy think about every day?
"Your Highness has a good rest. I will take my leave now."
Yan Mingzhu saluted and was about to leave, but right after, Feiyun walked in from the outside and handed the thing in his hand to her.
"Miss Yan, there are one hundred taels of silver here, please take it."
Yan Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Qi Jue, and immediately understood that Qi Jue had prepared this for her, and quickly waved her hand to refuse: "Thank you, Your Highness, but it's really no need, I can get the dowry back in three days...
"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Jue: "How will the Yuan family's dozens of people spend these three days eating and drinking?"
Without giving Yan Mingzhu a chance to speak, Qi Jue added: "I give it to you, just take it. When you get the dowry back, you can return it to me with interest."
Yan Mingzhu smiled, with a deep smile in her beautiful eyes, and thanked you again, "Your Highness, I have troubled you, and I will return it to Your Highness in three days."
For some reason, Qi Jue felt a little uncomfortable with her politeness.
Will he be short of a mere one hundred taels of silver when he dignifies His Highness the Northern King?
If it had been anyone else who had received the money as a gift from him, he would have been extremely happy.
This woman is the only one who always insists on the belief that she did not earn anything by herself, and that she will not take anything from it.
Qi Jue couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Such a woman was really not like a selfish person like Ping Changbo who could be brought up.
On the way back to the Marquis Mansion, Liu Xiang held the heavy amount of silver in her arms, grinning from ear to ear with joy: "Girl, His Highness King Dingbei is really a kind man, but how did His Highness know that we are short of silver?"
Feiyu immediately showed an eager expression of "Ask me, I know the whole truth."
Yan Mingzhu was amused, "Did the Feiyu guards tell His Highness?"
Feiyu pretended to be reserved and coughed dryly, "No, actually, I just mentioned it to His Highness casually, but I didn't expect that Your Highness actually took it to heart. My Highness is like this, cold-faced and careful."
In response, Yan Mingzhu nodded in agreement, "Your Highness is very good."
After sending Yan Mingzhu back to the Hou Mansion, Feiyu quickly returned the same way.
The candles in the main room were not extinguished yet. Qi Jue was half lying on the warm couch, leaning on the pillow. A small sand table was spread out at his feet. He was holding a small flag in his hand and was setting up an array on the sand table.
When Feiyu entered the room to return to his life, he also emphasized Yan Mingzhu's words of praise to Qi Jue.
Qi Jue pushed down a small flag and chuckled: "She is short-tongued and soft-handed."
After adjusting his posture, Qi Jue's smile faded slightly, "Send a message to Tingfeng Pavilion. The scandal caused by the Pei family today is not enough to impeach Wei Zhongcheng."
Tingfeng Pavilion collects the secrets of the world and is a more mysterious existence than the royal spies.
But what others don’t know is that the real owner of Tingfeng Pavilion is His Royal Highness Qi Jue, King of Dingbei!
Feiyu had long been unhappy with the Pei family, "Yes, Your Highness!"