Duan Changchuan brought the agarwood beads back to Mingsheng Temple and took advantage of the day off to review all the memorials that had accumulated over the past few days.
Bai Su sat next to him, reading quietly.
Today she was wearing a silk navy blue casual dress with a gold embroidered peony on the collar.
There is a unique and graceful temperament all over her body.
The young man stared straight ahead at the paper on the table, writing carefully, stroke by stroke.
The scent of agarwood always seeps out from the wrists when it floats on the sleeves.
The faint fragrance appears and disappears at the tip of your nose.
"Did you change the incense today?"
While I was writing, the person next to me suddenly spoke.
The boy paused.
He pursed his lips, then pretended to casually show the agarwood on his wrist and said, "Yun Xie gave me a string of newly acquired agarwood. This should be the scent you smelled."
"Chenxiang? No wonder..."
As she spoke, she naturally took his hand.
The moment their skin touched, Duan Changchuan's fingers involuntarily shrank.
This movement actually caused Bai Su's fingertips to slide right into the palm of his hand.
He wanted to pull it back, but was grabbed by the other party.
The next moment, the woman lowered her head, put her nose close to the round wooden beads, and sniffed them gently.
I could even feel the man's breath on the skin of my wrist.
In an instant, my hair stood on end.
“It smells good.”
The surprise in Duan Changchuan's eyes was even greater than the shock and embarrassment of having his hand touched.
[She seems... not affected at all. ]
[Does she know the effect of this agarwood... In fact, is she provoking me? ]
He quickly pulled his hand back and sat up straight.
I held my throbbing heartbeat and pretended to complain quietly, "What are you doing... Men and women shouldn't touch each other."
The woman's hands were empty but she did not move, still maintaining the posture of holding him just now.
Her narrow and beautiful eyes quietly scanned his profile...
After a while, Duan Changchuan could no longer sit still, so he sighed with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll listen to your Majesty."
The voice was still soft, with a casual laziness.
It looks very much like the "big cat" that Mr. Huang kept in the yard before he left, which loved to bask in the sun.
The boy pursed his lips and sat up straight...
The tip of the pen fell on the fold, drawing a stroke that lacked strength.
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The morning passed quietly. After lunch, Bai Su returned to her bedroom for a nap.
The two of them have been living together from time to time recently and often stick together during the day.
Actually... Duan Changchuan had driven Bai Su back to Qinglu Palace because of that dream before, but after only two days of separation, this useless man dreamed of traveling there again.
God knows how much of a shock he felt when he had such a dream and opened his eyes to see the real owner right next to his pillow.
Later, he simply gave up and called Bai Su back to Mingsheng Temple.
Now.
Duan Changchuan sat on his large dragon bed, looking at the woman who was half-lying on the couch and taking a nap by the window...
His eyes unconsciously glanced down to her waist.
[Women, is there such a thing? ]
[Could it be that she is actually a man? But her breasts... well, I have even accidentally rested my head on them.]
Is it possible that there is a type of women in this world whose body structure is different from that of ordinary people
After all, there's nothing strange in the world... right
Thinking of these...
The young man slowly withdrew his gaze, stood up, put on his clothes, and went out.
He decided to go to the library of the Imperial Medical Bureau to take a look.
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In order to provide medical treatment to people in the palace, Datong's Imperial Hospital was set up in the palace.
When the late emperor was alive, he favored the empress dowager, so there were not many people in the harem. In addition, there was only one prince, Duan Changchuan, so the population in the palace was extremely small. Therefore, there were not many doctors stationed in the Imperial Medical Bureau. Each person had a small courtyard, and on weekdays, they did not disturb each other except for occasionally studying pharmacology together.
The library that Duan Changchuan was going to was in Fang Moyan's courtyard.
Because the collection of books in his academy, although small but good, is well-known for its impressiveness.
After entering the door, the first thing that catches your eye is the herbs drying in the sun, and the air is filled with the bitter aroma of herbs.
The medicine boys were busy going in and out carrying baskets of herbs.
Only on the platform in front of the door...
There is a square wooden table with a pot of tea on it.
The delicate little doctor in pink dress was sitting on a chair woven from rattan, holding a book on medical skills and reading quietly.
As the pages turn, the curled, yellowed edges can be seen in the sunlight.
The busy medicine boys noticed Duan Changchuan coming and immediately stopped what they were doing and knelt down: "Greetings to Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be well."
The sound startled the person sitting on the rattan chair.
The little doctor immediately placed his hands on the armrests, leaped forward lightly, and landed on the ground.
The queen greeted him with steady steps: "Your Majesty, why are you here? What do you want to see Yusheng for?"
"It's nothing important. I have nothing to do today, so I want to go to Senior Huang's library to find some books to read."
The little boy looked up at him, his face tense.
He stared at her for a long time before saying, "Your Majesty has not been sleeping well recently. This is not good. You must get at least four hours of sleep every day... I'll ask A-Ling and A-Qing to prepare a calming sachet for your Majesty. You can hang it in front of your bed when you go back."
Without waiting for Duan Changchuan's response, he turned around and gave the order, "A Ling, A Qing, go to the pharmacy and get two tranquilizing sachets. Be careful and don't make the mistake in the dosage. I'll come over to check later."
The two medicine boys who were buried in the herbs immediately stood up and replied respectfully, "Yes, young sir."
Then they went into the pharmacy together.
It can be seen that even though Fang Moyan is not in the palace, Hua Yusheng's prestige is still very high.
The mature young doctor watched the two medicine boys go by, then looked at Duan Changchuan and said, "Your Majesty, please follow Yusheng."
After that, he turned around and led the way.
The library was built under Dr. Huang’s former bedroom. It was very small and never saw light all year round.
The area illuminated by the candlelight was filled with books that were randomly placed and very densely packed.
"What kind of book are you looking for, Your Majesty? The books in the pavilion are in a mess. Yusheng will find it for you."
The child asked crisply.
Duan Changchuan was in a dilemma for a moment...
How can I describe this? To put it bluntly, is there any book that records the abnormal body structure of women
It sounds a bit perverted...
Opposite him was a nine-year-old child.
I shook my head in my heart: No! This is not appropriate.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally came up with a more conservative way of asking: "Do you have a map of acupuncture points on the human body...? Uh, I want all kinds of them."
Hua Yusheng: "… Your Majesty, the human body acupuncture point map may only be divided into two types: male and female."
Duan Changchuan: …
Trying to suggest: "Besides male and female... is there nothing else? Like... something in the middle?"
The little boy understood this time and nodded immediately: "Yusheng knows about the book your majesty wants."
Then, he placed the candle directly in his hand and walked straight to an obvious location.
It seems that the goal is clear.
Not long after, he came to him with a huge pile of books.
Duan Changchuan followed the light and looked at the top one, which read: "Bisexual Observation Notes"
He was overjoyed, this was exactly what he wanted!
He picked up the book immediately.
"It's exactly this kind of... I read a weird story a few days ago..."
He suddenly stopped talking halfway through.
Because he saw that right below this "Bisexual Observation Notes" was a book called "Bisexuality and Conception"
Next book: Male Conception in Animals
Can Men Get Pregnant
"Bian｜Sexual Pregnancy"
"Bisexual Body Structure and the Feasibility of Conception - Illustrations"
Duan Changchuan: …
Why is such a shameful thing placed in such a conspicuous place
Moreover, why is it so comprehensive? There are more than ten books!
Although... But...
He still took the picture book silently... rolled it up and put it in his sleeve pocket.
Although the name is strange, it is exactly what he wants.
"Well, is there a quiet room? Let me take a look."
Yusheng put the remaining books back in their original places, turned around and stood on the steps, and said, "The master's room upstairs is very quiet. Master and I clean it every day, and the medicine boys are usually not allowed to come in. Your Majesty, please follow Yusheng upstairs."
"Okay, thank you Yusheng."
"You are welcome, Your Majesty."
…
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Duan Changchuan didn't read the book for long.
Firstly, it's full of pictures, and secondly, it's because... the pictures in the book are really hard to describe.
Some of the people in the paintings look more like women, while others look more like men.
But without exception, theirs is exceptionally small...
Duan Changchuan recalled the size he saw in his dream.
Shaking his head wildly.
No, it's completely different, very different!
But he couldn't just show the album to Yusheng and ask others: Are there any bigger paintings here
[No, Duan Changchuan, you can't, at least you shouldn't... He's just a child! ]
So, in less than half an hour, Duan Changchuan walked out with a troubled look on his face.
Yu Sheng was checking the herbs in the sachet one by one. He looked up when he heard the voice and asked him, "Your Majesty, have you found the answer you were looking for?"
Duan Changchuan thought he was just asking a common question and shook his head: "No."
But the little boy seemed to have expected this. He put the sachet into the brocade box and handed it to him: "It doesn't matter. Master searched all the medical books but couldn't find it, so he wrote several letters to Master, asking him to come back and take charge."
Fang Moyan is actually also looking for this kind of medical book...
This was something Duan Changchuan had not expected.
But while I was still doubtful, I felt that there were signs.
No wonder Yusheng quickly found such a thick stack of books for him... No wonder these books were placed in the most obvious place.
But I still feel like something is not right...
"Your master searched all the medical books... but couldn't find it?"
he asked hesitantly.
Yusheng nodded, "Well, I have studied it for a long time but have not found any results. I had sent the news to Master a long time ago, but Master is playful and not serious. He thought Master was bluffing him and just wanted to trick him back to Shengjing, so he kept making excuses in the letter. A few days ago, Master suddenly said that he couldn't delay any longer, so he rode out of the city at full speed. If everything goes well, Master and I should be on the way back now."
After saying that, a pair of eyes looked him up and down, and finally the gaze fell on his lower abdomen.
"Has your majesty noticed it?"
The child was only nine years old, and considering his height, it did not look abnormal when looking at Duan Changchuan's abdomen.
Duan Changchuan thought he was talking to him with his head raised, and because he felt tired, he didn't pay much attention to it.
I just nodded along with his words: "Hmm... I never thought that Doctor Fang would notice it earlier than I did."
Yu Sheng disagreed: "Master is a doctor, so it is easy for him to notice it." After that, he changed the subject and said: "After Master knew about this, he did not alert anyone. He was afraid that his judgment was wrong, and he was also afraid of disturbing His Majesty... Speaking of which, how did His Majesty know about it? Is there anything unusual recently?"
Having said that, she raised her head again and looked at the dark circles under his eyes.
Duan Changchuan touched his eyes which were a little rusty from sleepiness and uttered a few words hesitantly: "Maybe... in a dream?"
Hua Yusheng: …
Duan Changchuan:
Staring at each other.
Then…
The young doctor, who had maintained his calm and mature persona since they met, had a look on his face that was visibly... cracked.
The child's lips opened... and closed.
Closed... and opened again.
Finally, he lowered his head and looked at the box in front of him: "How about... Your Majesty, you should try this sachet."
Dejected.
Duan Changchuan: …
Why are you suddenly unhappy...
Did I say something wrong...
The author has something to say:
Duan Xiaochuan: This kid is so hard to understand. Why is he suddenly unhappy
Yusheng: It was Yusheng who failed to complete the task given to him by the master. His Majesty’s pregnancy can no longer be concealed. It’s all Yusheng’s fault… His Majesty got him out of it in just a few words. (Squatting in the corner) The adults are so cunning.
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I'm looking for Yu Sheng's psychological shadow, hahahahahahahaha
(Stop! He is only nine years old, why are you doing this to him!)