Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 135 Your Majesty, Don’t Be Angry With Her (6)

"Hmph." Qu Changsheng turned his head away from him: "If you disagree, we can talk about it, and suddenly you will show your skills. Can you do a good job and take away your supernatural powers in front of the slaves?"

If it weren't for seeing him in such pain, she wouldn't bother to care about such things!

... Ying Chen was speechless, went to the bedside, pinched her face again, looked left and right: "Does it still hurt?"

Qu Changsheng's mouth was pinched forcefully, and he pouted and said angrily, "It just so happened that you pinched me again."

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician is here."

Ying Chen is turning around: "Xuan."

Immediately, the imperial physicians lined up into the hall in an orderly manner, beginning with the head of the imperial hospital, and stood in several rows: "See the emperor."

The corner of Qu Changsheng's mouth twitched, as if her face was not pinched by the emperor, but her arm was removed by Ying Chen.

She tugged at Yingchen's sleeves, and said in a low voice, "Your servant is fine. This is too exciting..." Just now she was making a fuss to vent her anger.

The emperor acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and signaled the imperial doctor to come forward and feel the pulse.

The imperial doctor looked up and was startled.

Why is this girl Changsheng sitting on the imperial bed? !Looking at each other, no one dared to step forward for a moment.

This is the master who wants to be a concubine! !
Qu Changsheng felt ashamed. These imperial physicians took a pulse to see that she was in good health, and they suspected that it was only because the emperor pinched her face. Then wouldn't she become the No. 1 confidante in the world who harmed the emperor?

Gritting her teeth, Qu Changsheng decided that she should simplify things and change the subject.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, Imperial Physician Zhang immediately greeted him courteously: "Miss Changsheng, please sit down, and let Wei Chen take a good look at your pulse."

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, Qu Changsheng bit the bullet and stretched out his hand.

It's over, it's over, this time it's going to be a shame.

Ying Chen did not forget to remind: "She also has injuries on her face."

Immediately after Doctor Zhang took the pulse, he asked Chang Sheng to raise his head to show her "wound", while a group of imperial doctors looked around seriously.

I guess my face won't be red anymore, right?
Qu Changsheng cried in his heart.

Imperial physician Zhang took three steps back, knelt down and said, "My Majesty, Aunt Changsheng is deficient and bloody, and I just need to prescribe tonics to take care of her body."

Qu Changsheng: "..."

Ying Chen nodded, and said earnestly: "She doesn't like to take medicine, so she should switch to medicated diet."

Another imperial doctor said: "My Majesty, the 'wound' on Aunt Changsheng's face is not serious, but her skin is a bit dry and rough. After I prepare the peachy face cream powder, it will have a miraculous effect on Miss Changsheng."

Qu Changsheng: "..." What the hell is peachy face cream powder?

With a wave of the emperor's wide sleeves, all the heads of the Imperial Hospital retreated one after another, as if they were passing through a bustling city, and then fell into silence and embarrassment.

Qu Changsheng pursed his lips, twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a dry smile: "Well, Your Majesty, this servant is really fine, don't be so motivating. The face of this servant no longer hurts."

She really didn't know why the group of imperial doctors could keep up with their rhythm even though there was no wound on her face.

What about medical ethics!Is it really okay to open your eyes and talk nonsense? !
"So?" the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"So slaves don't need to eat medicinal food at all, oh yes, what else is there, peachy face cream powder."

Ying Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to pinch her face: "The skin is indeed dry and rough."

"..."

Emperor Yong'an stood up, the corner of his mouth seemed to curl up, but it was like a hallucination:
"During your recuperation period, eat with me every day, and I will supervise you."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)