The Royal Doctor Cao still came over to treat the wound for Yu Wenhao that day. When he asked how to deal with this thread, Tang Yang ordered someone to ask Yuan Qingling to come over.
Yuan Qingling said to Cao's imperial physician: "This is a protein thread, which can be absorbed by the human body and does not need to be dismantled."
"Can egg whites be made into threads? It's amazing, amazing!" The Royal Doctor Cao exclaimed.
Yu Wenhao was very depressed, "Doesn't this king want to coexist and die with these lines in the future?"
"Yeah, the line is where the people are, and the line is dead." Yuan Qing sneered.
In the past two days, I have been getting along fairly well, so occasionally I sometimes satirize each other.
Xu Yi admired the doctor's medical skills, and while he had treated the prince's wound, he hurried forward to ask for advice, "Doctor, I feel unwell recently, can you take a look for me?"
"Where does Shiwei Xu feel uncomfortable?" The Royal Doctor Cao was approachable, and he did not despise Xu as a guard of the palace.
"I'm always sleepy these days, my brain is a little confused, I love to fart, my fart is particularly stinky, my tone is also stinky, my hair is greasy, and there are many pimples on my butt, doctor, you come in and I will show you the pimple, it is very scary..." said Then he pulled the imperial doctor behind the screen.
Yuan Qingling was sitting in front of the screen, and she was a little embarrassed when she could hear Xu Yi's clothes taking off.
Yu Wenhao rushed to the screen and said angrily: "Xu Yi, go back to your room and take it off."
There was a long fart sound from Xu Yi from the screen, with a strong sense of rhythm. In the end, everything came to an abrupt end when the sound of an explosion sounded.
"That's it, doctor, look, am I sick?" Xu Yi obviously ignored Yu Wenhao's anger.
The imperial doctor covered his nose and escaped, "Okay, Shiwei Xu, I know what your illness is. You have a spleen deficiency and wetness. I will prescribe you two medications when I turn around and say goodbye."
Yuan Qingling held her breath, the smell was a bit big, she stood up and walked out, Tang Yang followed closely, Yu Wenhao was still lying on his stomach, and the clothes were not properly dressed, so it was extremely indecent to go out, so she had to yell at Xu.
Xu Yi couldn't stand the odor and escaped.
Yuan Qingling sat in front of the corridor, feeling the gentle caress of the wind, resting her cheeks in thought.
Yu Wenhao was already neatly dressed and walked out. Seeing her sitting in front of the porch with her cheeks supported, she looked very petite. Sunlight fell on her head from the gaps in the leaves, and she looked like a peaceful year. .
He hesitated and sat down.
"What do you want?" Yu Wenhao asked faintly, being ridiculed by Xu Yi, as if the atmosphere was much more relaxed. It turned out that it is not that difficult to speak to her actively.
"Baking in the sun to replenish calcium, I didn't think about anything." Yuan Qingling was actually thinking about what she had just waited for her servants to report. She knew it was not the old lady's condition, but was waiting to fix her.
"Make up what?" Yu Wenhao didn't listen to it for a while.
"Make up..." Yuan Qingling gave up the idea of popular science, "make up your mind, it's not good for your brain."
"Is it still refreshing this day? Nonsense!" Yu Wenhao is in a good mood today, which may have something to do with the sunny weather.
He glanced at the shining sun, felt dazzling, and immediately moved away.
"It's always good to get some sunshine, and people are not so unlucky." Yuan Qingling still held her cheeks, looking bored.
"Ugly woman..."
Yuan Qingling turned her head and looked at him, "We have to add one more condition, that is, we can't call me an ugly woman, an ugly woman, or an ugly person."
"Isn't this king telling the truth?"
"It depends on whom you compare." Beauty is usually obtained by comparison.
"Compared with this king!" Yu Wenhao said contemptuously.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, the sun fell on his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be enveloped with a soft light. His handsome face also shone slightly, the wheat-like complexion was particularly healthy, and his facial features were beautifully carved. His eyes, long eyelashes, even if there is an extra scar, he is still so beautiful that people stop breathing.
She lost.
Convinced.
Slowly turned his gaze away, "Then you can divorce me quickly and marry a woman who is more beautiful than me as a princess."
He was so angry, "Sooner or later."
He said that he disliked being his princess. Didn't she rush to catch her on her own
He turned the subject away, "Tang Yang just said that the people from the Hou Mansion are here."
"Well, saying that my grandmother is sick, let me go back."
"Then you are still sitting here?" Yu Wenhao was startled.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "I said that the prince is not healed, and I will do my duty as the princess and take care of you here."
"Who wants you to take care of..." he said, and then he understood it, and said indifferently: "Your father is afraid of being anxious."
"Thanks to the prince, I'm afraid this is just the beginning." Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao said angrily: "We are even, no one is allowed to mention it."
"You can't even mention it, Lord, how guilty are you?"
"Yuan Qingling!" Yu Wenhao yelled, seeing her innocent and clear eyes, he was swallowed back softly in one breath, "I really want to sew your mouth."
Yuan Qingling's eyes moved down, "Stitching? I'm afraid the prince is not as proficient as I am. In other words, is your place better now?"
Yu Wenhao got angry, pinched his legs, and turned into anger, "Don't mention this matter again, and kill the whole family again."
Yuan Qing sneered, and was about to make a sarcasm, but saw that Tang Yang led the servants of the Hou Mansion in again.
"Wang Hao, people from the Hou Mansion are here to send the letter." Tang Yang said.
Yuan Qing raised her eyes slightly, "What's the matter?"
When the servant saw King Chu, he knelt down and saluted, "The slave sees the prince, and sees the princess."
"What's the matter?" King Chu asked with a deep face.
The next person heard this majestic voice, and his lips trembled, "Yes... Lord Hou asked a slave to tell the princess, the old lady is getting sicker. If the princess is free, please go back."
"I said I can't be free, I have to take care of the prince!" Yuan Qingling stood up, bent over and stretched out her hand, "Master, it is windy here. Don't sit here for a long time. Go in with your concubine."
Yu Wenhao put her hand into her palm and clasped her hands. People stood up, but weakly fell to Yuan Qingling's side, "Okay, everything is up to the princess."
Yuan Qingling was almost overwhelmed by him on the ground, struggling to help him walk in, her face flushed, but she did not dare to get angry.
"Have you seen? The princess has to take care of the prince. If the old lady is really ill, there is an imperial doctor in the house, so you can ask the imperial doctor to go." Tang Yang said coldly.
Hearing this, Yuan Qingling pushed Yu Wenhao away and said, "Master Tang has a good idea, so let the Royal Doctor Cao go with him, so as to save me worrying about my grandmother's condition."
Tang Yang knew that the old lady was really sick, and that the princess had filial piety, so he naturally fulfilled it, "Yes!"
In this way, the servant took Cao Yuyi and Xu Yi to the Hou Mansion.
After waiting, he had to receive some reception. After hearing that Yuan Qingling and the prince were close, he couldn't help frowning. This was absolutely impossible.
The prince can't wait to eat Yuan Qingling's flesh and blood and drink her blood. How can he be intimate with her
He also couldn't ask carefully, he just followed the royal doctor into the old lady's room.
The old lady heard that the imperial doctor called by Yuan Qingling was very cooperative. After the imperial doctor checked the pulse, he said: "The old lady is coughing because her lungs are wet. The old man dared to prescribe a few medicines. , Continue to take medicine according to the prescription and take it for two months. Although the medicine may not be able to cure the illness, it can also be greatly improved."
"There's a doctor of labor!" The old lady smiled.