Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave the palace gate, he was summoned by Nalan Fengyue.
When Nalan Fengyue entered the palace this time, she felt something unusual.
She is an emperor, and has always been sensitive and suspicious, otherwise the Beiqing Kingdom would have been annexed by other countries long ago.
After a few trials, the doubts in my heart were much less.
That's right, the imperial girl has always been flirtatious and fond of men, and she always holds back, so her temper is inevitably a bit bad.
After what happened last night, most of Nalan Fengyue's doubts were eliminated.
Shen Mubai was given a seat, "I don't know why Miss Huang asked me to come here?"
Nalan Fengyue said, "I don't know if the imperial sister still remembers what the national teacher said?"
Shen Mubai pretended to frowned, and said with a cold snort, "If it wasn't for the national teacher, why would I have to wait until I am nineteen years old."
Nalan Fengyue pondered, "This matter is about your safety. The national teacher's predictions have always been very accurate. You are used to flirting, and I can't control you." She glanced at the woman and said meaningfully, "I I heard that you stayed in that little beauty's palace last night."
Shen Mubai said indifferently, "Sister Huang is nothing more than worried that the king will not be able to control it." She lifted the crescent moon imprint on her arm, "Sister Huang should be at ease now."
There were familiar complaints and impatience in her words, and Nalan Fengyue felt less doubts in her heart, and then said casually, "You also know what the queen mother left for you, there are many men in the world. , don’t put your sincerity on one person, that thing must never be lost.”
If there is no memory in Nalan Wuyang's mind, Shen Mubai might fall down, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Huangjie, I know where it is safest to put it."
Nalan Fengyue sighed, and then completely dispelled her doubts, "If it falls into the hands of others, it will be troublesome."
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After returning from the emperor, Shen Mubai sent the imperial physician.
The imperial physician took the pulse as a routine, and pondered for a while, seemingly a little confused, "My lord, can you show this young master his other hand as well?"
She nodded, "The imperial doctor can just look at it."
The imperial physician felt the pulse, and after about half a stick of incense, he ordered the accompanying boy to fry a bowl of medicine.
Shen Mubai couldn't help asking, "Prince doctor, can his body be cured?"
The imperial doctor stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "I don't dare to jump to conclusions now, and I can give the prince an answer later."
Yin Xueyuan lay on the bed, covered her lips and coughed, her complexion was weak and pale.
The imperial physician gave him a strange look, then at the woman, hesitant to speak.
Shen Mubai, "If the imperial physician has something to say, you may as well speak up."
The imperial physician coughed, and said rather vaguely, "This young master's energy and blood are poor, I hope the prince will not torment him too much."
The young man's face became thinner, his eyes turned red, his eyes wandered, he was so ashamed that he wanted to bury Lian in the quilt.
Shen Mubai, "..."
She was really suffering and couldn't tell.
He could only swallow with aggrieved expression.
After about an hour, the boy who decocted the medicine came back.
After cooling down the bowl of medicine, the imperial physician brought it over and said, "My lord, you only need to drink it, after a while the old man will know whether what he thinks is true or not."
Yin Xueyuan stretched out her slender and pale fingers to take it, and looked over nervously.
Seeing this, the imperial doctor said, "My lord, please comfort this young master, I am afraid that he will accidentally spit out this bowl of medicine later."
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