The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 40 Bathing for the King

Prince Zhenyuan said slowly: "The relationship between the younger brother and Luo Yi has not been good before, and since he just took office, he probably hasn't mentioned this matter to Luo Yi."

It is common for members of the royal family to hold official positions concurrently in all dynasties.However, Minister of the Ministry of Industry is a very important position. If you don't have real skills, even the emperor's beloved son will not be able to do it.It seems that Song Yunqian is indeed a capable person.

Wen Yi knew that Prince Zhenyuan was helping her, so she lowered her head in fear, and explained sadly: "Yes, it's my son's fault. Because of the fact that Prince Zhenyuan married a side concubine, he has been unhappy, and he doesn't even want to talk to Prince. Because of this, the lord did not tell his son about this matter."

She admitted that she was jealous like this, the emperor naturally believed it, otherwise she didn't need to belittle herself like this.

The emperor sighed, "I can't get involved in the matter of your husband and wife, but, Luo Yi, since ancient times, men in the folk can still have three wives and four concubines, not to mention that he is a prince, and also holds the post of minister of the Ministry of Industry. Keep your eyes on him, as a princess, you should be more considerate and understanding."

Wen Yi lowered her head, and said obediently: "I know!"

The emperor hummed, and said, "Okay!" He said to Zhong Zheng, "You go and ask Mr. Yang, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, to come in. He is outside now."

Wen Yixin took Song Yunqian by heart, and wanted to take this opportunity to see him, so she said, "Father, I want to discuss with the lord, why don't you invite Master Yang to Zhaoyang Palace together."

The emperor frowned, "This..."

"Your Majesty, I know that the prince is in a bad mood, but I know that he is a person who distinguishes between public and private, and he will not affect the court affairs because of his emotions." After that, she said softly: "And, I want to Take advantage of this opportunity to let him display his talents and reduce the frustration and powerlessness in his heart. To make a person have a sense of existence, there is nothing better than letting him flex his muscles."

The emperor looked at her with strange eyes again, and said in shock, "Luo Yi, you always surprise me."

However, Wen Yi became sad, covered her tears, lowered her head and said, "My son, leave!"

Prince Zhenyuan and Wen Yi withdrew together, and Lord Yang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, followed Wen Yi and Prince Zhenyuan to Zhaoyang Palace to discuss matters with Song Yunqian.

As soon as he walked outside the hall where Song Yunqian was temporarily staying, he heard a crackling sound coming from inside, accompanied by Song Yunqian's roar.Wen Yi felt sore, seeing him that day, he still seemed very indifferent, as if he didn't care about his leg injury at all.

That day, he probably also had a hard time pretending, right?

Wen Yi turned around and said to Prince Zhenyuan: "You two, please wait here a moment, I'll go in and have a look."

Prince Zhenyuan hummed, with a sad expression on his face, and said: "He has a very bad temper now, you should take care of it."

Wen Yi nodded slightly, feeling so sad that she could hardly speak.She is a doctor and is used to seeing injuries, but he ended up like this because he saved her. If he can't stand up for the rest of his life, she will really feel guilty.

Wen Yi pushed the door lightly, and the maids and eunuchs all heaved a sigh of relief when they saw her coming, bowed their knees and saluted, "See Princess Ning'an!"

Wen suggested that one of the eunuchs was carrying a chamber pot, and he knew it well. He probably felt that he needed help even for urination, and felt that he was useless and a waste, so he lost control of his emotions just now.

Song Yunqian didn't turn around, he quickly fixed his clothes, and said slightly angrily: "What are you doing here? Who allowed you to get out of bed?"

Wen Yi signaled the palace servants to go out, and the palace servants all backed away with good health.

Wen Yi walked behind him, seeing that the room was dimly lit, she lifted up the window screen and hooked it up with a gilt yellow long tassel hook, and the room immediately brightened.

She stared at Song Yunqian, his face was slightly green with stubble, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were bruised, and he looked haggard. At first glance, he seemed to be a few years older.

Wen Yi's heart trembled, but her expression didn't change. With a slight smile, she stretched out her hand and twirled around, "Didn't you compete with me before, let's see who goes first? I won!"

Song Yunqian looked at her a little irritablely, and sneered, "What? Are you here to show off? Yes, you're all right, but I'm still sitting here like a useless person, maybe for the rest of my life."

Wen Yi approached him, bent her knees and knelt down, put her hands on the backs of his hands, her dark eyes looked at him quietly, "May I call your name?"

He wanted to sneer, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth froze, and he couldn't sneer. His heart was a little touched, and he fixedly looked at her, "Follow you!" In the end, he still couldn't refuse that gaze.

Wen Yi asked softly: "Yun Qian, do you believe me?"

He remained silent, still looking at her steadfastly, a trace of weakness and sadness flashed in his blood-red eyes.

Wen Yi said: "If you believe in me, then give me and yourself some confidence, you will definitely get better, and be alive and kicking like before."

Song Yunqian shook off her hand, and said coldly: "Don't give me too much hope, I just accepted this fact."

Wen Yi shook her head, rolled her arms stubbornly and said with a faint smile, "Have you ever heard of Mongolia? There is a large grassland there, lush and green, stretching as far as the eye can see. Go up the grassland, gallop your horse, and chase the boy, then you will go with me, I will chase the boy, you will chase the shepherdess, okay?"

There was soft tenderness in her voice, as if it had magical powers, which made him lose his mind for a moment. Then, he stared at her and said slowly: "You are already married and a woman, what kind of young man do you want to pursue?"

Wen Yi smiled mischievously, "But, this is my lifelong wish!"

Song Yunqian thought for a while, "Then, I pretend to be a boy, and you chase after me!"

Wen Yi said seriously, "I don't want to pretend to be a shepherdess."

Song Yunqian smiled, with good longing in his eyes, "There is no other way, if you don't pretend to be a shepherdess, this king will have to chase other shepherdesses!"

Wen Yi stood up, put her hips on her hips and said ferociously: "Then you pay attention to your ears, it's no wonder I don't wring your ears off."

As soon as these words came out, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Didn't she tell him that she had already begun to fall in love with him in her heart, and even gradually fell in love with him.It's just that she can't figure out her own mind.

Song Yunqian was also a little touched, looked up at her, with a complex expression on her face, her delicate appearance really made him feel affectionate, he even thought, if he hadn't been unable to walk on his feet, he would have stood up and ruthlessly took her into his arms.

He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Yi, and said, "Are you all right?"

Wen Yi lowered her head, and said softly: "It's all gone." Naturally, she felt a little guilty, because the wound on her leg was still inflamed, but she didn't feel any pain, so let's just assume it's all healed.

"Hmm!" He took her hand and didn't know what to say.

The warm words just now made both of them fall into embarrassment.Song Yunqian originally resisted getting close to Wen Yi, but now, he wished she could stay by his side forever.

Wen Yi remembered that Prince Zhenyuan and Master Yang were still waiting outside, but she didn't know how to get to the point and brought up the matter with Song Yunqian, so she moved a chair and pretended to be distressed: "This time, Father gave me a Big, big problem."

Song Yunqian was taken aback, and quickly looked up at her, "Father blamed you for this king's matter? How did he make things difficult for you?"

Wen Yi quickly comforted her: "No, the emperor didn't blame me, in fact, he also blamed me!" She told the matter about Shangguan's imperial doctor, and only then did she say that the emperor asked her to read the memorial.

Song Yunqian asked suspiciously: "Why did the father let you read the memorial?" Although there is no ancestral precept that women cannot participate in politics, these are all agreed upon. No matter whether the women in the harem or the women of foreign ministers, they are not allowed to interfere in political affairs.Also, why is she so bold that she even asked the emperor to kill an imperial doctor.

It's just that when she was surprised, she couldn't help secretly admiring her courage. You must know that the father has always been strict, and they, sons, dare not even say a word in front of him, let alone argue with others.

Wen Yi said: "I don't know why, anyway, Father let me see it and asked me how to do it. Naturally, I don't understand, but I don't want to appear too ignorant in front of Father, so I came to ask you for help!"

As she spoke, she shook his arm and said pitifully, "Will you help me?"

Song Yunqian said angrily: "You, don't meddle in political affairs casually in the future."

Wen Yi smiled and promised, "There will be no next time!" She stood up, "I will let Prince Zhenyuan and Lord Yang enter, and we will discuss together."

"Wait a minute!" Song Yunqian called to stop her.

Wen Yi turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Song Yunqian said: "You wash up and change clothes for this king!"

Wen Yi's face turned embarrassed, "It's fine to wash and wash, but just change clothes, should I ask the eunuch to help you?"

Song Yunqian glanced at her, and said calmly: "Is there anything about this king that you haven't seen?"

Wen Yi bit her lip, she said this as if she was in a hurry, it seemed that last time, she was abused, she didn't see anything, and even thinking about it, she felt disadvantaged.

She matched the clothes for him, and took off his outer clothes with a blushing face. Song Yunqian seemed to be a little embarrassed for her, "You fetch hot water to wipe the king's body."

Wen Yi's eyes widened, "Wipe... wipe your body?"

Song Yunqian hummed proudly, "Go!"

Wen Yi snorted, turned around slowly, and opened the door to ask someone to fetch water.

She looked at Lord Zhenyuan and Lord Yang with some embarrassment, they probably also heard their conversation, seeing Wen Yi's shy eyes, they both looked away, pretending not to hear.

Wen Yi cleared her throat and said, "Please wait a moment, both of you, it will be ready soon."

Lord Zhenyuan hummed, "It's okay, the king and Master Yang are waiting in the side hall, you change it... Take care of it and order someone to inform us."

Wen Yi was greatly embarrassed, and quickly lowered her head and went in.

The maid turned on the hot water, and Wen Yi ordered someone to place it on the washbasin, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "How about..."

"This king only wants you to serve me!" Song Yunqian saw her thoughts, waved his hand, and signaled the maid to back down.

Wen Yi had no choice but to walk to the washbasin. She gathered herself together and treated it as if she was in the hospital, wiping the body of a male patient.

She twisted away the hot towel, walked up to him, and washed his face first. He was waiting for her to serve him like a master. She couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch his face, and said slightly angrily: "Master, the little girl is very good at serving you." Still comfortable?"

Song Yunqian slightly opened his eyes, glanced at her, and said slowly: "There is still room for improvement."

Wen Yi washed the towel again, and said, "Open your hands!"

Song Yunqian was very obedient and looked at her with open arms.

She began to wipe slowly for him. In order to hide her embarrassment, she wiped and said, "Look at you, it looks like you haven't showered in a few lifetimes. It smells bad."

Song Yunqian said slowly: "Since you said so, why don't you help me take a bath before going."

Wen Yi changed his tone immediately, "Oh, smell it carefully, it's not smelly, it's body fragrance!"

(End of this chapter)