Chapter 101 Diarrhea

Lianqiao was thinking about how to resolve this embarrassment, when she heard Song Yihuan yell "Ouch", and her steps staggered a bit.

Lian Qiao hurriedly supported Song Yihuan, "Princess, you..."

Before Lianqiao finished speaking, Song Yihuan grabbed Lianqiao's sleeve, "Hurry up, help me to the latrine! I...I can't hold it anymore!"

Seeing that the sweat on Song Yihuan's forehead became more and more dense, Lianqiao's face turned from white to blue, and she didn't care whether she would offend her master, so she picked up Song Yihuan on her back and ran towards the latrine.

"Princess, hold on, we'll be there soon!"

Because Lianqiao ran too fast, Song Yihuan was bouncing on her back, making Song Yihuan's stomach feel even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, when Song Yihuan's excrement was almost out of control, Lianqiao delivered her safely to the latrine.

Not far from the hut, Feng Shaoyuan hid behind a tree, looked at Song Yihuan when he was sent into the hut by Forsythia, secretly laughed, "Hmph! That's the laxative specially formulated by the imperial doctor, and it can guarantee that it won't hurt. It hurts the body, but it can drag people to death! Enjoy yourself!"

"Dare to command me? That damned chef, how dare you ask me, a dignified prince, to pluck his chicken feathers! Just to make chicken porridge for this fat gourd! Hmph! My title of Great Demon King of the court is not for nothing!"

When Feng Shaoyuan left the palace yesterday, besides bringing a change of clothes, the treasure... was all kinds of medicines.

Originally, he threatened the imperial doctor to prescribe those medicines. He used them to punish people in the palace, and he would punish anyone who didn't like it. When he packed his luggage, he put them all in the package and recited them.

The imperial doctor is also a smart man, although he couldn't defy Feng Shaoyuan's coercion, he exaggerated the efficacy of the medicine. In fact, the proportion of his medicine was very light.

Take this laxative for example, the imperial doctor told Feng Shaoyuan that people who took the laxative would have diarrhea for five or six hours, but in fact, it would be fine after an hour.

After all, the imperial doctor knew very well that the ones Feng Shaoyuan wanted to fix were all from the palace, and if he wanted to give medicine to some master and something went wrong, it would not be Feng Shaoyuan, but him who would be unlucky in the end. Own.

The imperial doctor thought, anyway, it is impossible for Feng Shaoyuan to stare at the drugged person for five or six hours by himself, so he will not find that the medicines he prepared are not as serious as he said.

Song Yihuan was farting and pulling while in the hut, the feeling of stomach cramps fluctuated from mild to severe, but he didn't want to stop.

Lianqiao stood guard outside the hut, not daring to leave, for fear that something might happen to Song Yihuan.

It was the first time for Song Yihuan to have diarrhea at this age. She had just wiped her butt with toilet paper, and opened the door of the hut to go out. The damn feeling came again, and she had to retreat back into the hut with a mournful face. .

Feng Shaoyuan watched Song Yihuan with satisfaction as he entered the latrine again and again, feeling extremely proud, "Hmph, have you collapsed? See how you are still lying in front of me! Stupid little one, I can't cure you ?”

Standing behind the big tree and staring at it for more than half an hour, Feng Shaoyuan felt his legs were a little sore, seeing that Song Yihuan had no intention of stopping, he left in peace.

Because Song Yihuan was successfully treated, Feng Shaoyuan suddenly felt that the not-so-good-tasting Wowotou had become tasty and delicious.

"This is the price you pay for eating chicken porridge but only giving me steamed buns!"

(End of this chapter)

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