This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

"Miss, you sold the parrot to Princess Jin, and she will be in the limelight then. What do you do? Have you thought of a present for the emperor? " Feng'er said as she walked.

"I'm still thinking. If I can't think of it, I won't give it away." Yun ruoyue shakes her hand freely, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on her face, shining her brilliantly.

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Two people are walking, suddenly in front of a panic voice, "no, someone fainted!"

Yun ruoyue raised her eyes and saw a large circle of people around the door of a restaurant in front of her.

Near the people, there was a blue carriage.

Cloud if month a Leng, isn't this the carriage that they meet in the morning?

Isn't it the king who fainted?

"My lord fainted. Who will help him?" A small Si anxiously shouts a way.

There was a humanitarian nearby immediately: "go and ask for a doctor. There is a hospital in the east of the city."

"Is it too far to the east of the city? This virtuous king has a strange disease. When the doctor arrives, maybe there will be no one else. "

"Look at Xianwang's stomach. My God, it's so big. It looks like a pregnant woman. It's ugly."

"It's unlucky to hear that the person with this kind of big belly disease has always been out of favor with Xian Wang. We only heard rumors before, but we didn't expect to see Zhengzhu today. It turns out that all the rumors are true. Xian Wang is really a big belly. It's a pity that such a beautiful face turns out to be a freak!"

Hearing these people's satire, Yun ruoyue's heart of fighting against injustice was aroused again. She angrily stepped forward, "what kind of freak, people are just sick!"

As soon as they saw it, a handsome young man came over, and someone immediately said, "you young man, what do you know? Even master Qingyun said that this is a strange disease. Master Qingyun can't cure it. What can you do for him? "

"Master Qingyun said it was a strange disease? It's just that he's ignorant. Get out of the way and let me have a look. " Yun ruoyue finished and squeezed into the crowd.

Someone sneered and said, "you little boy, how dare you say master Qingyun is ignorant. Your tone is not small. Can you cure his strange disease?"

"It's none of your business." Yun ruoyue doesn't care about the melon eating masses.

As soon as she squeezed in, she saw a man dressed in white lying on the ground. The man closed his eyes and obviously fainted. This is the king of virtue.

Although he fainted, he could see that his stomach was still high, which was very unsightly. People nearby pointed at his stomach, while his little guy rushed to him and cried.

Yun ruoyue knows that everyone is good-looking and doesn't like to be instructed, so she takes off her green coat and covers it on the belly of King Xian, so no one can see it.

After covering her stomach, she found that there were more and more people here. She said to the public, "please spread out. Patients need ventilation. Ventilation is good for recovery."

As soon as the onlookers heard this, they quickly stepped back and let the space out.

After seeing the ventilation, Yun ruoyue quickly checked the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the king Xian, and the little guy beside him cried, "young master, will you see a doctor?"

"Yes, don't make any noise." Yun ruoyue finished, patted Xianwang on the shoulder with both hands, and called him in his ear. He found that he didn't respond at all.

At the same time, she untied his coat, touched his carotid artery, observed the undulation of his chest corridor, and leaned over his chest to listen to his heartbeat.