Concubine Raiders: Rebirth As a Queen

Shen Anyan didn't joking with Yin Chenlang, and asked "Sleep here? Why?"

"Not why, I think." After Yin Chenlang said, looking at Shen Anyan's smile, the handsome face against the surrounding white snow actually gave Shen Anyan the illusion of seeing an immortal.

"If you don't go back to the prime minister's house, they must have something to say." Shen Anyan only acted as Yin Chenlang joking. Even the prince should not dare to do this kind of thing.

"Then let them go." Yin Chenlang said, "Zhang Zhenlu is here. Your injury will definitely not be cured in one or two days. The plague has arisen, and the doctor is hard to find. Didn't the one before the prime minister's house leave? Now the prime minister. There is no special doctor in the government, so any doctor who sits in the hall can be there anytime throughout the day."

Yin Chenlang was mainly afraid that Ye Qiu Ni would do tricks on the doctor's appointment. Yin Chenlang knew what happened today and was planned by Ye Qiu Ni and Concubine Xiao.

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Yin Chenlang looked at the wound on Shen Anyan's face. This should not have been arranged in advance, it was purely an accident. Ye Qiu Ni's purpose was to deter Shen Anyan, while Xiao Anlan's purpose should be to keep Shen Anyan away from herself.

The reason Yin Chenlang thought about it, but didn't want to tell Shen Anyan everything, was because he felt that Shen Anyan shouldn't think so much.

Around the main hall, towering old trees, shaded by green trees, red walls and yellow tiles, are magnificent and magnificent. The golden roof and red gate of the palace, the solemn and solemn style in ancient times, give people a sense of dignity spontaneously.

"Here." Yin Chenlang walked in with Shen Anyan. Although there was no one living here, it was clean and tidy.

These palaces are located in the palace among the trees, exposing one by one glazed tile roof, just like a golden island.

Several palaces and princes' mansion, connected together, and then connected to the palace, the style and luxury are very shocking.

After a while, Yu Zhong brought Zhang Zhenlu and a bunch of palace ladies over, and the palace ladies began to boil water.

"Oh, why is it you again?" Zhang Zhenlu exclaimed when taking Shen Anyan's pulse.

"Zhang Zhenlu." Yin Chenlang glared at Zhang Zhenlu, and Zhang Zhenlu was silent. After a quick pulse, it is not actually a pulse. It is just a simple touch and it ends. Zhang Zhenlu starts. Check the wounds on Shen Anyan's face.

In the last life, Shen Anyan heard that Zhang Zhenlu and Yin Chenlang had a very good relationship. Yin Chenlang took Zhang Zhenlu with him wherever he went. This person is Yin Chenlang's right-hand man. There are also some exaggerated storytellers. The two have the goodness of Longyang and the habit of breaking sleeves, so they are inseparable.

Seeing Zhang Zhenlu in this life, he is just not serious, otherwise he would not unwilling to stay in the palace and be restrained, and follow Yin Chenlang to the outside.

It’s a lot easier in the palace. Sometimes there is nothing to do. He can study what he wants to study. There are enough materials in the palace, and Yin Chenlang is also generous. Zhang Zhenlu called it "bliss."

"I just did some simple treatment. I will grab the medicine later and apply it every day. I'll change the prescription for you in a few days." Zhang Zhenlu was still very serious during the treatment, but didn't know it was serious. Is it normal and serious, or was frightened by Shen Anyan's wound, "Avoid spicy food, and refrain from blowing cold wind."

After Zhang Zhenlu finished speaking, he lowered his head to collect things and prepared to walk outside.

"Wait a minute." Shen Anyan has been expressionless, Zhang Zhenlu's last charge, I'm afraid it's just nonsense, is it powerless to recover? "How big will the scar be?"

Zhang Zhenlu was stunned for a moment, turned his back to everyone, did not look back, only his back was left, and his expression could not be seen.

Yin Chenlang stood up from the chair beside him and comforted Shen Anyan, "Don't ask so much, apply medicine first."

Shen Anyan got up from the soft couch and looked at Zhang Zhenlu's back, "Tell me, let me prepare first."

Shen Anyan was also disfigured because of poisoned arrows in her last life. Is this still a fate?

Shen Anyan is very hesitant, so, what about the others? Is there a fate too? Will it be effective one by one?

Zhang Zhenlu turned around, lowered his head and thought for a moment, his feet moved restlessly, then raised his head and looked at Yin Chenlang.

"Go ahead, she should indeed be prepared." Yin Chenlang said.

Zhang Zhenlu nodded after getting permission, and slowly said, "The wound is very deep. It is a miracle that you did not lose too much blood and fainted. There are blood-filling things in the palace. If you feel weak, dizzy, and faint, it's all right. It’s just that you have lost too much blood. Go to sleep."

Shen Anyan was silent, Zhang Zhenlu didn't mention the scars, which meant that she acquiesced that what she said would leave scars.

"Regarding the wound, the possibility of leaving a scar is very high, but since it is inevitable, try to make the scar smaller..." Zhang Zhenlu said about the future treatment plan, but he felt a little unbearable. , "Anything without absoluteness, that is, skin trauma, maybe it won’t leave scars if it’s well maintained."

Zhang Zhenlu is still hopeful. He has not treated many face injuries. Most of the people treated before entering the palace are men, but they are treated. He doesn't know if there are scars left after the treatment. If it's a daughter or a woman, it is rare to injure the face, and at most it is a bruise. Just find something and apply the medicine at home. However, he has been a doctor for many years, and based on his experience, such a deep wound is not easy to treat. It is still on the delicate skin of an aristocratic daughter, the skin texture is different, it is even more uncertain.

The house is silent, and everyone knows what it means. If a woman has an ugly scar on her face, not to mention whether she has a good way out in the future, even if she has a good way out, but in the end no matter where she is. To the point, they must be looked down upon. With this scar, even if the emperor appoints her the county lord after the cold, those who change their smiles will still ridicule her without hesitation.

Shen Anyan staggered to the front of a bronze mirror, Yin Chenlang took a step ahead and stood in front of her.

"Don't look." Yin Chenlang's attitude was very firm. When he saw Shen Anyan's desperate expression, his heart seemed to be grasped, as if someone was holding a knife and slashing, he wouldn't stop. Down.

"You get out of it." Shen Anyan has been in tears and has been living her life again. Why does her life have the shadow of the past again, and what is the meaning of living again?

"You take away all the things in the house that can be illuminated by people." Yin Chenlang said to the people around him.

A few court ladies hurriedly put away all the smooth things in the house, and brought out the side hall, just in case.

"Let me take a look." Shen Anyan still wants to know what the situation is and how miserable it will be in the future.

If it is a scar that is more hideous than in the previous life, then why on earth do I have to work hard?

I'm afraid that even the bandit and bandit would laugh at her.

"Sorry, no." Yin Chenlang reached out and hugged Shen Anyan, letting Shen Anyan's head rest on his shoulders, his eyes were distressed.

Shen Anyan leaned on Yin Chenlang's shoulder, familiar with the smell of incense, and it was the same on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival. Yin Chenlang hugged her like this, as if there is no disaster in the world, but the beautiful moonlight and gurgling are left. stream.

Shen Anyan cried so miserably for the first time, Yin Chenlang didn't say any words of comfort, but just picked up the handkerchief on the table next to him, turned his head and gently pressed Shen Anyan's right eye underneath, so as not to let the tears infect the wound. Shen Anyan was sobbing clearly in her ears, her body seemed to be trembling slightly, Yin Chenlang closed her hands tighter, trying to give strength to the person in her arms. To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.