Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

With an indisputable strength and posture, the big palm slowly pulled his hand back, and slowly patted the back of her hand in the shadow of the robe sleeve. It seems that some secret meaning can be conveyed in a moment between the warm touch of the skin.

As soon as he saw his figure, Xiao shaozhan was so happy that he couldn't help but come forward and said, "master, you came at the right time. Princess Feiyun was killed by a traitor and was seriously injured, especially on her face... I don't know if your medical skills are the best in the world, master. Can you make diagnosis and treatment with the princess?"

In a daze, the king of Yunnan almost grabbed the straw, bowed down and prayed, "please, master, please save the little girl's face. If you can cure it, the king will give you a heavy reward."

However, while they were talking, Shuang silently wanted to take back his wrist. However, Rong Lin grabbed it tightly under the cover of his robe.

Rong Lin said leisurely, "I'm a national teacher, not a doctor, but I'm only familiar with medical theory." seeing that Xiao shaozhan and others' faces changed slightly, I said slowly, "however, in your Majesty's face, I can have a try."

Xiao shaozhan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then you'll have to help Princess Feiyun."

While making the natural frost, Rong Lin raised his eyes to look in front of the couch and said, "Your Majesty, king of Yunnan, it's not that the master of this hospital and your imperial doctors are not proficient in medicine. In fact, this injury is very troublesome and difficult to cure. I'm afraid it's not easy to get rid of it as before."

Listening to his words, the imperial doctors immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure in their hearts suddenly decreased. But the king of Yunnan and Xiao shaozhan and Xiao Shaojing looked very bad. Qi Qi said, "can the people of National Normal University have a way?"

Rong Lin was determined to meditate. It seemed that he couldn't see on the couch

The man slowly opened his eyes, but Shuang was sweating anxiously and said, "there is no way, but it is not easy to be completely complete. I remember that Ling xulu, a shark who had received tribute from Xirong a few years ago, may use three or four or five bottles with the princess, and maybe you can see it well."

Ghost dew? Isn't that what Xiao chenshun and Xiao chenlian gave her before? I heard that there were four bottles in the palace, one for the queen mother and the eldest prince, and one for collection in the Treasury.

Now she uses two bottles as a little eunuch. What else can she talk about three, four or five bottles?

Looking forward to the past, Xiao shaozhan immediately frowned and ordered the head father-in-law to fetch it from the Empress Dowager's treasury. It doesn't matter what the result is.

However, Shuang already saw Feiyun slowly sit up and looked vaguely at the figure in the room, his eyes blankly like a deer in the forest.

However, Shuang suddenly found that when Feiyun didn't apply powder, she looked very lovely and charming. I don't know why she had to paint herself into a very charming and charming appearance, which wasted her clever breath in vain.

However, this is not a good time to lament the purity and beauty of others. With a shaking of her fingers, she felt a gold needle from her sleeve and was ready to throw it on Feiyun's neck. But the wrist was as tight as steel welding and motionless.

"Wait a minute, you watch quietly." Qingyin seems to only spread into her ears. She turns her eyes angrily and finds that Rong Lin talks to herself. She just smiles all the way and doesn't move her mouth.

Can't help wringing your eyebrows? Is it ventriloquism? No, it's a secret!

"Dad, what are you doing in my room?" the sweet and even lovely voice sounded like a yellow warbler crying in the valley, as if full of doubts.

Like a sore neck, she suddenly put her hand over her back neck and frowned deeply.

Then, she wanted to touch her face. The king of Yunnan was ready, grabbed her wrist with one hand and asked anxiously, "daughter, think about it. Who hurt you?"

Feiyun blinked amber eyes like a cat, looked up at her father, looked at them and frowned. Seeing her like this, however, Shuang tightly closed her lips, and her heart was like tightening a thread. As long as she exerted a little more force, it would break.

And her hand, also because of the force constraints, and Rong Lin's force tugged at the saw, slowly trembled gently under the robe sleeve. She forced her forehead to jump, but he was like a spring breeze. The corners of his mouth seemed to have a smile, and his whole body was very arbitrary.

I can't help scolding in my heart, this old monster! If something bad happens, you can't spare him!

"Dad," then, Feiyun looked painful like his head. "My head hurts!"

Naturally, the king of Yunnan was in love with his daughter and called the imperial doctor to see her. The imperial doctor came forward in panic, Rong Lin smiled, pulled her aside, and covered most of her body with a wonderful posture with the help of the corner of the wall and his own tall body.

It's easy to wait until Feiyun doesn't hurt. He stares at big eyes and lies on the couch. Only then can he respond to the words of the king of Yunnan: "Dad, I don't remember who hurt me."

I don't remember.

The king of Yunnan and Xiao shaozhan looked at each other, and their hearts were full of doubts. Of course, the king of Yunnan's face immediately dripped black water, while Xiao shaozhan and others were serious on the surface and relaxed inside.

However, Frost's hand loosened and the whole person was stunned.

Feiyun doesn't remember who hurt her? But ran Jun clearly said that Feiyun saw it was her... Then, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the man's side face in front of him. Did Rong Lin understand that Feiyun couldn't remember

Wait, there was a flash of wind and electricity in her mind. However, frost must not be able to beat flying clouds, but she mentioned when she was messy that there was an immortal to help. Isn't it?

She moved, and Rong Lin seemed to understand what she was thinking, so he smiled and turned sideways and narrowed his eyes at her. The meaning of naughty hint was self-evident.

Her desperate act at that time was really superfluous.

I'm afraid I'll be in danger.

"Ah! What's the matter with my face? What's the matter with my face? Dad! Dad! My face hurts!" he screamed abruptly and screamed bitterly, with a more clear voice than ordinary women. Because he was sharp, he felt hysterical and bitter.

"Daughter, my baby daughter! Don't worry, dad will cure you, and he will cure you! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" the king of Yunnan was deeply distressed by the scream of his beloved daughter. His old face, which has experienced the wind and frost of swords, was pulled into a mass of chrysanthemums.

"Go away! Go away! Get out!" Feiyun knelt on the couch, holding his face steamed stuffed bun in both hands, crying with rainstorm and thunder, which made the imperial doctors avoid one after another.

However, Shuang had long disliked the noise, pulled Rong Lin's sleeve and asked him to leave for himself.

Rong Lin had already finished watching the farce and was about to leave.