Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Still want to settle the bill afterwards, how can there be such a good thing?

I really think too much.

Le Tian snorted unhappily in his heart, but on his face he began to talk up nonsense: "Subordinates have their own principles. Losing principles is equivalent to losing faith. As a doctor, you should first establish your trust in others, and then practice medicine to save people. I hope Princess Fan will forgive me."

The prince and concubine of the feudal lord are wild and wild, so how can they understand these principles? Not to mention the nonsense of optimism.

After coming to Central Plains for so long, this is the first time she has seen such a tricky and difficult person, and when it comes to the truth, it makes people seamless.

The bronze-colored face of Princess Fan became a little ugly, and she said bluntly: "Since this princess has given you a promise, I will definitely keep it. On the contrary, you, a doctor, are full of benevolence and morality, and doctors are benevolent, but you will do what you say. Let's take a look."

Waited for a month in vain, and got nothing, and was insinuated as a hypocrite?

Is this worth it?

No matter how good-tempered Le Tian is, he would still be angry. He chased people away in a blunt manner: "Your Majesty has made it clear enough, since the Concubine Fan didn't bring the consultation money this time, please go back. I won't send it far away. Let me go." .”

"You!" The concubine of the Fan Wang felt so displeased to be so despised by a frail doctor.

If she hadn't seen that the doctor was living here, and the forces behind him were undefendable, she would have had him pushed back long ago, so why bother listening to him here talking about some vulgar and tasteless principles?

However, seeing Le Tianzhen throwing up her sleeves and leaving, Princess Fan was still in a hurry, and hurriedly called him: "Wait a minute, what is the consultation fee you want, explain it clearly!"

Le Tian didn't want to talk to this shrew at first, but after thinking about it, he stopped, took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, and wrote three words.

This time he didn't fold up the written paper, and handed it to the concubine of the feudal lord directly, and reminded without fear of death: "According to the diagnosis made last time, the young master died of a long-term illness. If it's too much, it can last another month at best, so..."

Having said all that, Le Tian turned around and left in a chic manner.

Crystal of Flame!

These are the three words written by Le Tian on the paper. At first, Princess Fan was familiar with these three words, but after thinking about it carefully, she vaguely thought of something.

When I was outside the feudal clan, whether it was foreign enemies attacking or occupying land to fight, her prince would always bring out a brocade box, saying that the things in the brocade box could baptize all armies and let them win the battle.

Even so, the brocade box has never been opened, and no one except her prince knows what is in the brocade box.

Here, apart from the brocade box that can protect them from dominating the feudal domain over the years, the feudal princess who is Long Wenyu's pillow, really can't think of anything else that would make his prince so precious.

No matter how precious things are, they are no more precious than her son...

Princess Fan thought about it, and suddenly the last words left by Le Tian floated in her mind, and she was angry and panicked.

Duan Duan had nothing to do with Lotte, who had disappeared, and finally the Concubine Fan had to take a group of people back home in a hurry.

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Longyue Palace.

In Linglong Manor, Yue Linglong, who had just come back, half-lyed on the soft bed, closed her eyes and meditated, listening to Qing Lan, the maid beside her, telling about Yu Wenhao's movements after returning from the Central Prosperity.

From Qing Lan's mouth, I learned that Yu Wenhao sent a large number of people to look for her as soon as he came back.

Yu Wenhao's concern for her was something Yue Linglong expected, but there was one thing she didn't expect.

That is... Although Yu Wenhao did not succeed in obtaining the precious ocher blood ginseng, he got the antidote from Mu Ziling.

Yue Linglong was all surprised by this, needless to say who Yu Wenhao was, but how could that little bitch Mu Ziling hand over the antidote so easily?

Yue Linglong still couldn't believe it, she didn't open her eyes, and asked quietly: "So brother Hao's poison has been cured?"

Her tone was very light, as if there was no emotion mixed in, making it hard to tell whether it was happiness or worry.

Qing Lan is just a little maid, and it is not easy to find out Yu Wenhao's movements. She shook her head and said truthfully: "This servant doesn't know, but as soon as the Great Palace Master came back, he went to find the second elder. The Palace Master went to the Second Elder to confirm the authenticity of the antidote."

Hearing this, Yue Linglong smiled: "That's right, how could brother Hao take the antidote given by that little bitch easily? I'm afraid Second Grandpa is still worrying about the so-called antidote?"

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Just hearing the sound, Yue Linglong knew who was coming.

She opened her eyes and gave Qinglan a wink.

Qinglan understood, and immediately knelt down on the edge of the soft cave, covering her face and wiping away her tears.

The footsteps were getting closer, Yue Linglong took out the bronze mirror, and after confirming that the morbid makeup she had specially put on just now was fine, she half-voiced and coughed in a low voice: "Ahem...cough..."

As soon as Yu Wenhao entered the door, he heard the sobbing of the maid and Yue Linglong's coughing. He quickened his pace and crossed the screen.

Seeing Yue Linglong, whose face was as pale as paper, Yu Wenhao felt extremely distressed: "Long'er, what's wrong?"

"Brother Hao..." As if she just realized Yu Wenhao's arrival, Yue Linglong raised her head, smiled slightly, and stood up.

However, it seemed that because of lack of physical strength, she had just stood up, and her whole body was shaking.

Yu Wenhao hurriedly stepped forward, supported her, and then yelled at Qing Lan who was kneeling on the ground: "Long'er is so sick, what are you doing here? Why don't you go find the second elder!"

"Brother Hao, I'm fine, I just caught a little cold, and I'm much better after taking the medicine, so don't bother Second Grandpa." Yue Linglong shook her head and explained in a weak voice.

"No." Yu Wenhao rebuffed straight away: "Even if you don't go to the second elder, you have to go to other doctors to have a look."

"Brother Hao, actually..." Yue Linglong seemed to have something to say, but she hesitated. She looked at Qinglan and said, "You go out first."

"Yes." Qing Lan stood up hastily: "Your maidservant will leave."

After Qinglan took the door out, Yu Wenhao helped Yue Linglong back to the soft bed, let her lie down, and covered her with a quilt.

"You rest first, my palace lord will go to the second elder personally." Seeing her like this, Yu Wenhao was really worried.

Before Yu Wenhao could sit up, Yue Linglong hugged him, and almost half of her body lay on top of him: "Brother Hao, I really don't need it."

Yu Wenhao's heart softened a little, knowing that she had something to say, he didn't hold on anymore.

Yue Linglong said softly: "On that day, Long'er was suddenly blocked by an external force, unable to go in to find you... Long'er was really worried about your safety, so she could only wait outside, but she didn't see you coming out. Food is running out, and as a last resort, Long'er has no choice but to leave, and because Long'er is alone, and the journey is far away, she can only delay her return until now."

Before Yu Wenhao asked her the reason and whereabouts of her disappearance that day, Yue Linglong made it clear in a few words, and her tone and attitude made Yu Wenhao feel distressed and could not doubt it.

Yue Linglong saw his expression in her eyes, but because of his silence, her eyes were full of light, and her tone seemed to blame herself: "Brother Hao, are you blaming Long'er? Blaming Long'er for coming back without waiting for you Oh, Long'er didn't do it on purpose..."

"Silly girl, brother Hao can't even feel sorry for you, so how can you blame you?" Yu Wenhao looked at her with pity, and reached out to touch her forehead: "It's you, so weak, are you really okay?"

"Actually, Long'er is suffering from worry." Yue Linglong's bleak face showed a little shyness: "...it is said that heart disease needs heart medicine, as long as brother Hao, the heart medicine, is by Long'er's side, Long'er's illness will come naturally. That's fine."

Yu Wenhao's heart melted when he heard that, he gently held her face in his hands, and said meaningfully: "My dear son, brother Hao is not only with you now, but will be with you every day and night in the future."

As if she didn't understand what he meant, Yue Linglong looked puzzled.

At this moment, Yu Wenhao was in a very good mood, and he smiled brightly: "The Spring Festival will be in half a month. No, I have already ordered you to come back just now. We will get married on that auspicious day..."

As the words fell, he lightly kissed her on the forehead before asking her opinion: "Is this arrangement good?"

Yue Linglong was taken aback, but she quickly realized that she was pretending to be shy, and said in a coquettish voice, "You know how to bully Long'er, so Long'er doesn't want to marry you."

Yu Wenhao didn't know that Yue Linglong's words were from his heart, and when she wanted to refuse, he leaned over and bit her lips with a bit of punishment: "If I'm not bad, so what about my foolish son?" love?"

Yue Linglong was startled.

She subconsciously raised her hand to push him away.

But she who is pretending to be sick at this moment should be far away from the weak, so how can she try her best to push him away?

For a moment, Yue Linglong was in a state of confusion.

He was afraid of pretending to be sick, and also afraid that Yu Wenhao would get more and more aggressive and treat him badly.

Everything can't be both, no matter what she is afraid of, Yu Wenhao can't control himself anymore.

This is the first time for Yu Wenhao to taste the lips of the woman he loves.

The delicate and soft feeling, coupled with the weak and boneless her in his arms at the moment, made Yu Wenhao suddenly distracted and itchy.

"My dear...give me..."

Yu Wenhao breathed heavily, turned around and pressed the person in his arms down, while prying her lips and teeth open, he untied her belt, and got in restlessly with his hands.

Immediately, she felt a big rough hand sticking to her tender skin, and Yue Linglong's already pale face became even paler at this moment.

While she was powerless to push and push, she begged softly: "Brother Hao... don't... Long'er is not in good health yet... wait for the wedding... wait for the wedding, okay?"

Not knowing whether to take Yue Linglong's body into consideration, or to respect her, Yu Wenhao silently silenced her proposal, and stopped the violation in time: "I was impatient..."

Yue Linglong hated it in her heart, and was so aggrieved to death, but how dare she show it?

She just shook her head and wanted to talk, but Yu Wenhao took a step ahead of her: "Since you are tired, take a good rest, I will come to see you later."

Before the words fell, he had already strode towards the door.

Yue Linglong was secretly breathing a sigh of relief, when Yu Wenhao's begging and dissatisfied voice came from outside the door: "Come on, let Qiu Furong come to Haoyuan immediately."