Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 843

"But... it stinks too much." The fire maid pinched her nose and said.

Chef Zhang thought for a while and said, "Put it outside the kitchen."

The maid who made the fire put the soup cup outside the stove.

Soon, a sneaky figure came to the stove while no one was looking, saw the soup cup outside the stove, and hurriedly took the soup away.

In the morning of the next day, Ping Lehou rubbed his eyes tiredly, feeling the unbearable itching on his back, stretched out his hands to scratch, scratched, but the itching was relieved, he didn't take it to heart, and was ready to go up.

When I arrived at the palace, I heard that the emperor is not feeling well today and will not go to court.

Turning around to go back, he happened to see Shoufu who came to court, Ping Lehou sneered: "Mo Aotian is a wolf, Shoufu must hold on to the rope to tie the wolf, otherwise, the end will be miserable."

Shoufu gave Ping Lehou a sideways look as if he saw a bedbug, and smiled warmly, but his eyes were contemptuous and mocking, "He is a wolf, I am not the one who chains a wolf, why can't I be a tiger?"

"Did Ping Lehou not take a bath last night? It smells like this." The first assistant drew a distance away, covering his nose with a fan in disgust, "The person who used to bewitch the princess with her beauty, never expected that a middle-aged man would be unkempt." Woke up."

Ping Lehou wanted to refute something, but at this moment he also smelled blood and corruption coming from behind him.

He remembered that his back was itchy early this morning, and after he scratched it well, there seemed to be some blood in his nails.

Ping Lehou had a gloomy face, "I'm a big man, so what if I smell a bit? It's masculine, you won't understand it! Oh, by the way, I heard that Shoufu likes smelly and dirty things. Some women, It looks high and high, but it is dirtier and lower than the mud in the ground."

Shoufu was not angry, "Let's see how long Pinglehou can be arrogant."

Shoufu turned around and got on the carriage, the carriage went away, Ping Lehou stood there for a long time, seeing many officials coming one after another, he didn't want to stay here any longer, he got on the carriage, and couldn't bear it when he got on the carriage He stretched out his hand to grab his back.

As he scratched harder and harder, the unpleasant smell behind him became stronger and stronger.

Ping Lehou frowned tightly, originally planned to leave the palace, but ordered the carriage to stop and went to the imperial hospital.

Imperial Physician Li made friends with Ping Lehou, and Ping Lehou went directly to Imperial Physician Li. As usual, Imperial Physician Li chatted and laughed with Ping Lehou, feeling his pulse.

Doctor Li withdrew his pulse-diagnosing hand, and while writing the prescription, he said, "Hou Ping Lehou has a lot of preoccupations these days, and he has a lot of dreams at night?"

"That's true." The marriage between the girl and Mo Aotian will kill Lehou but Mo Aotian has not been eliminated, how can he feel at ease.

At night, he dreamed countless times that Mo Aotian killed himself not long after he married his daughter in order to gain the power in his hands. After his death, all his power fell into the hands of the daughter, and all the silly daughters were handed over to him. Killing his father and enemy Mo Aotian.

Thinking that everything he had managed for many years was actually in Mo Aotian's hands to make wedding dresses for others, he felt very depressed.

"The anger is strong, which leads to a malignant sore on the back. It's okay. Use these medicinal herbs for half an hour every day, and half a month will heal."

"Thank you."

After Ping Lehou left, Imperial Physician Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked behind the screen.

A man in black came out from behind the screen, and the man in black smiled strangely: "Don't worry, Doctor Li is doing things for Master, and Master will definitely take good care of Doctor Li's sons and daughters."

……

Ping Lehou took a bath every day according to Li Taiyi's instructions, for three days in a row, but there was no improvement.

(End of this chapter)