The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 761
Li Rong's death made Huaiyin Palace busy for a full month. With this month's buffer, Song Xieyu and Song Xieyan also gradually accepted Li Rong's death.

Yuxian and Yushu looked at Song Xieyu, who suddenly lost a lot of weight, and were worried after all.

Yuxian was helping Song Xieyu set up the breakfast, and raised her mouth intentionally or unintentionally: "Princess, I heard that Doctor Lang made a joke in the mansion two days ago."

Song Xieyu became a little interested, Lang Yan had great medical skills, but maybe he was a group of people who gathered like birds of a feather and mixed up with Xie Chu, and his temperament was a bit old-fashioned and boring.

"Oh? What joke?"

Seeing that she was interested, Yu Xian immediately lifted her spirits, and said with a smile, "The flesh wound on your highness' head was caused by a silver needle that was tricked by doctor Lang for several days. Finally, your highness felt something was wrong and cheated doctor Lang." , so I didn’t continue to suffer.”

Yushu also suppressed her laughter at the side, and made fun of it: "I want you to tell me that this genius doctor Lang gives His Highness an injection in a different place every day. The first day is the head, and the second day is the back of the neck. That's all. One day, the silver needle pierced the sole of the foot."

Song Xieyu couldn't help laughing, Xie Chu hurt his head, even if he had to prick his body with needles to clear his qi and blood, it would be impossible to prick his whole body once, let alone Xie Chu was suspicious, even if it was Song Xieyu, he would probably be injured. You have to wonder if Lang Yan is playing with her.

After taking a bite of the mandarin fish meat, Song Xieyu sighed: "How did the third brother offend Lang Yan? He was used as a guinea pig for needle testing by Doctor Lang."

It is better to offend a high-ranking official than to offend a medical officer. These words are not alarmist. If you offend a doctor, you will suffer a serious crime, and you will not even know the slightest clue.

"The original words of Dr. Lang are that the needles need to be practiced frequently, so as not to cause raw hands." Yuxian picked up several chopsticks of mandarin fish meat and put it into Song Xieyu's bowl: "It must be because I stayed in the mansion for too long. I made a joke with His Highness."

Yu Xian's words were tactful, and Song Xieyu could tell what she meant, Lang Yan was idle, because Xie Chu was injured suddenly, Lang Yan was also trapped in the mansion for nearly half a month, and he was really idle.

Yushu and Yuxian have served Song Xieyu together for more than ten years, and they have a perfect understanding. Hearing Yuxian's meaning, she understands her intentions, and they help and assist.

"Wangfei, why don't you let Divine Doctor Lang help you feel the pulse and prescribe some medicines to nourish your body? Can it be regarded as a solution to His Highness's worries?"

Li Rong's death can be regarded as a severe blow to Song Xieyu, even though she and Yuxian were carefully serving her, Song Xieyu was still getting thinner day by day.

In just half a month, the person has already lost a lot of weight.

"Then invite Divine Doctor Lang to come over."

I thought that Song Xieyu would shy away from medical treatment as usual, but this time, Song Xieyu agreed simply, Yushu came to her senses, responded excitedly, and ran to invite someone.

When Lang Yan came over, Song Xieyu had finished his breakfast and was sitting in the pavilion to enjoy the cool to digest food.

Seeing him coming, Song Xieyu put down the round fan in his hand, and joked with a smile: "Doctor Lang is going to give me silver needles for a few days?"

Lang Yan never showed the slightest bit of discomfort at her words. He took out a set of utensils, motioned for Song Xieyu to put his hands on them, and put a silk handkerchief on her wrist. , and then closed his eyes to feel his pulse, his voice casual.

"My needle is not something that just anyone who wants to prick can do it."

Song Xieyu was surprised when he heard it, and then he laughed silently. Hearing the meaning of Lang Yan's words, how could it be as if someone begged him to give him an injection?
Although his silver needle is indeed life-saving, it has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life.

Seeing Lang Yan's concentration on the diagnosis, Song Xieyu didn't disturb him. After a while, Lang Yan finally opened his eyes, took a pen from the side, dipped a large ball of well-ground thick ink and wrote something on the paper. The name and dosage of medicinal materials.

"Princess Wangfei's body has been too short recently, and she needs to replenish more energy and blood. Don't forget not to catch a cold. With your current body, even a small illness can make you suffer a lot."

Yuxian and Yushu became nervous listening to them, but Song Xieyu didn't care as much as they did. He took the prescription in Lang Yan's hand and handed it over. Yushu took it, and then quickly went to make the medicine bag.

Lang Yan put the needle packs and other things back into the medicine box, when he heard Song Xieyu suddenly speak again.

"Master Lang, with my body, if I want to conceive this year, will it be difficult?"

Lang Yan paused when he placed the needle pack, and stopped talking. After a while, he closed the medicine box again: "Does the princess want to hear the truth or lie?"

Song Xieyu's face was calm, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of glass-colored eyes showing a three-point indifference: "Since I asked, I naturally want to hear the truth, not to mention, with the speed of Doctor Lang Speak quickly, I'm afraid this lie is not much better than the truth."

Lang Yan pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "Your body, it is not easy to get pregnant, and you have been taking medicine all year round, and there is no fixed number."

His words are considered cruel. The first time he took the pulse of Princess Yong was a few years ago. At that time, she was still the princess of Changle, and she had not had too many fetters with King Yong. At that time, he could see that, Song Xieyu's body is cold and cold, and it is not easy to conceive.

It's just that Song Xieyu was young at that time, and he was suspicious because he was underage and the diagnosis was not very accurate. One thing more is worse than one thing less, so he didn't say anything.

Later, he watched Xie Chu marry the Princess Changle, and the two of them lived happily ever after.

If you see this person again, you will know what to expect, but Song Xieyu and Xie Chu don't ask, and he doesn't talk too much, so as not to be annoying.

I thought that Song Xieyu would not be able to accept it, but unexpectedly, the face of Princess Yong did not fluctuate greatly, and it could even be said to be calm.

It's like... I already knew about this.

Lang Yan couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

After a while, Song Xieyu thanked Lang Yan softly and sent him away.

Yuxian heard it clearly from the side, and there was a huge wave in her heart, but seeing that Song Xieyu's complexion did not fluctuate greatly, she also closed her mouth, lowered her head again, and waited on the side, just pretending to do nothing hear.

Song Xieyu sat in the pavilion, unconsciously took a pen and dipped it in the ink, and immediately wrote the word "quiet" stroke by stroke on the paper. After the last stroke was completed, her anxious heart finally calmed down.

In her previous life, she never had any heirs. She was in the harem, and when she was about to eat, there were not many clean things. Even if she was careful, she would inevitably be tricked.

In this life, she was full of hope, and she only felt that her childlessness in the previous life was just a matter of fate. Now, Lang Yan's words completely shattered her last hope.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and soon, a drop of thick ink from the tip of the pen dripped on the rice paper, ruining the word completely.

difficult to conceive...

Closing her eyes, Song Xieyu twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a wry smile. Being able to be reborn was already considered God's pity, how could she be more greedy?
(End of this chapter)