Shangguan Ruoli thought he had done something wrong, so he naturally agreed.
After eating and drinking digestion tea, Shangguan Ruoli told Dongming Ziyu about the dirt in Dongming Yuehua's fox fur cloak.
Dongming Ziyu's eyes flashed with a murderous intent, and he snorted coldly, "It's really an advantage for her to let her die like this!"
Shangguan Ruoli said: "Don't worry, I'm on guard against her. A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. I just don't know what her intentions were when she told Mrs. Zhou that she wanted to go hunting in the snowy mountains with us."
"Whatever her intentions are, just ignore her! In Mozhen, we are the boss, no one has to be afraid!" Dongming Ziyu stretched out his hand to hold Shangguan Ruoli in his arms, and with a pick of his fingers, the belt fell apart...
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Winter nights come very early.
Outside, heavy snow is flying and rustling.
Shangguan Ruoli expressed that he was speechless about the nightlife in ancient times. There was no entertainment at all, only cuddling and making wine with soy sauce...
No wonder there were so many dolls in ancient times that when the sky was dark, little people were made.
The two of them took the mandarin duck bath as usual. Dongming Ziyu worked hard to help her scrub, especially her limbs, which were all cold when she first entered the bathtub.
Perhaps this is due to the cold nature of women. In the winter, Shangguan Ruoli's hands and feet are cold.
Dongming Ziyu gently kneaded her until it turned red and warm.
After washing, Shangguan Ruoli put on a fine cotton lining and got into the quilt. Dongming Ziyu took the remaining water from Shangguan Ruoli, washed it briefly, and then got into bed.
Just as he hugged Shangguan Ruoli, Mo asked outside the door to report: "Your Majesty, the third prince's concubine in Beiling is seriously ill. Please ask Doctor Bai to diagnose and treat her."
Dongming Ziyu carefully let go of Shangguan Ruoli and wanted to go out to have a look. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Ruoli hugged him again instantly, even wrapping his legs around him, and his head got into his arms.
"They had no good intentions and said that Wang Feng's old injury had relapsed and Bai Qingqing was treating Wang Feng."
Dongming Ziyu had no choice but to say: "Do as the princess said."
Shangguan Ruoli snorted coldly: "If I don't want to be fooled, I'll start targeting the people around us. Bai Qingqing is Wang Feng's favorite person."
"Well, don't worry about these trivial matters! It's important for us to have a baby!" Dongming Ziyu hugged Shangguan Ruoli and hugged her hard, "We agreed that you will be here tonight."
"..." Shangguan Ruoli is also a man of his word.
However, I soon switched to the bottom...
It was just getting dark, and Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli were still sleeping.
Mo Wen said softly outside the door: "Your Majesty, the third prince of Beiling would like to see you."
Dongming Ziyu let Shangguan Ruoli continue to sleep, and he put on a quilted uniform and went out. In the misty morning light, Dongming Ziyu walked slowly, his long hair flowing, and he was as handsome as an immortal.
Beiling Mo Xue stood in the yard, his eyes slightly condensed, and he clasped his fists and said: "Your Highness King Xuan, Yuehua is seriously ill and cannot be cured. I heard someone said that there is a miracle doctor in Mo Town and wanted to ask her to diagnose and treat Yuehua, but she was
Your personal guard manager is here, I wonder if she can be asked to rescue Yuehua?"
He pretended to be affectionate and sincere, and even though he didn't know his true nature, he was really moved by him.
Dongming Ziyu stared at Beiling Moxue for a while and said calmly: "Wang Feng couldn't live without her, so he brought Dongming Yuehua here and asked Bai Qingqing to treat her. Otherwise, you can think about it yourself.
Find a way."
After that, Dongming Ziyu slowly walked back to the room.
Seeing the tall figure disappear, Beiling Mo Xue's eyes darkened and he turned back and left.
When they brought Dongming Yuehua, Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli also got up.
I don't know what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd. Bai Qingqing can't be allowed to face Dongming Yuehua alone. It will be troublesome to not be able to explain what happened.
Bai Qingqing was already waiting there, looking a little nervous. Wang Feng stood beside her, not looking like a "relapse of old wounds" at all.
Shangguan Ruoli saw Dongming Yuehua's virtuous nature and encouraged him to hunt?
Which song are you going to sing again today?
He signaled them to carry him into the house and put him on the fire bed.
Sure enough, Dongming Yuehua groaned in pain and said, "I am inconvenienced by my illness. Please everyone go out. Just leave Divine Doctor Bai and my maid."
Shangguan Ruoli said with concern: "We are all women, there is nothing inconvenient. I am worried about the condition of the third prince's concubine, so I feel more reassured."
Bai Qingqing glanced at Shangguan Ruoli gratefully and said, "It's just a pulse check, there's nothing inconvenient about it."
Dongming Yuehua was trembling with pain and said: "I have other diseases that need to be looked at. Please also ask the eldest sister-in-law to avoid them."
Shangguan Ruoli said with a half-smile: "When did the third prince become so shy? You have forgotten your first time with the third prince. I can see it clearly. Why are you so shy?"
At the beginning of the lotus appreciation party, Dongming Yuehua and Beiling Moxue teamed up to drug Shangguan Ruoli, hoping that Beiling Moxue would tarnish Shangguan Ruoli.
Later, Shangguan Ruoli took advantage of his plan and accomplished the good deeds of the two of them, so that all the noble ladies and noble sons in the capital gathered to watch the movie.
"You, you..." Dongming Yuehua's face was twisted.
How could she forget that? It was simply the beginning of her nightmare!
The expression on Beiling Mo Xue's face was also green and white, and she wanted to strangle Shangguan Ruoli to death.
Dongming Ziyu said calmly: "Quickly check your pulse!"
Three words ended this dispute, and no one needed to avoid the conclusion.
Bai Qingqing stepped forward and stretched out her hand to feel Dongming Yuehua's pulse.
Shangguan Ruoli stretched out his hand to stop her and said to Dongming Yuehua's maid: "Put your veil on your master's wrist."
The ancients used to take the pulse and put a handkerchief on the wrist, not only to differentiate between men and women, but also to prevent people from being poisoned while taking the pulse.
The maid glanced at Dongming Yuehua, took out a handkerchief and covered her wrist.
Only then did Shangguan Ruoli ask Bai Qingqing to take her pulse.
Bai Qingqing felt her pulse anxiously and said: "Judging from the third prince's pulse, the problem should be in the bone marrow. The bone marrow has become diseased, affecting the hematopoietic function."
Shangguan Ruoli had to admit that Bai Qingqing had two brushes, and his pulse was almost indistinguishable.
Beiling Mo Xue asked with a gloomy face: "Is there any way to cure it?"
Bai Qingqing said: "No, you can use blood from relatives for blood transfusion, but the success rate is only 10%."
"You, you're talking nonsense!" Dongming Yuehua said anxiously, "I'll be fine! You quack!"
Bai Qingqing said displeasedly: "I am a quack doctor, why did you come to me on your own?"
Wang Feng pulled her over and said, "Let's go. You are not Beiling's imperial doctor, nor are they their official doctor. It's just a matter of face for you to see her."
Shangguan Ruoli yawned and said, "I've been cured of my illness. Please go back to your yard to recuperate. It's so early in the morning!"
Dongming Ziyu looked at Beiling Moxue meaningfully and said: "If you want the peace talks to proceed smoothly, I hope you will be more peaceful. It may take some time to flatten Beiling, but we will take several cities from Beiling before