Chapter 41 Why Are You Blushing?

"Your Majesty, take care of your body. The typhoid fever is not cured yet, so don't stand by the window for too long."

The voice was gentle, obviously it couldn't be Xia Houjing, Zhu Haitang reacted quickly after being startled at first, and immediately beamed with joy. She really wanted to come up with something, and quickly stretched out her hand to close the window, and then He trotted towards He Xiaoyun who was standing at the door of the sleeping hall.

"Master He, Master He is here, hurry up, please sit in the room, the gust of wind has brought Master He here~" Zhu Haitang obviously put on a tactful ending when he spoke because he was in a good mood , sounds a bit like a baby.

He Xiaoyun's ears turned red when he was provoked by this voice, and it even intensified and gradually spread to his neck.

Hearing the words was also in a gentle voice: "My lady is not cured of typhoid fever, I must be ordered to come and treat her until she recovers." The implication is that the emperor allowed it.

Zhu Haitang then nodded to show that she knew, then stretched out her hand, raised her sleeve, and a large lotus root white and delicate arm was suddenly exposed in front of He Xiaoyun.

He Xiaoyun:······
"Master He, what's wrong with you? Why is your neck so red? Your face is so red too..." Zhu Haitang didn't react for a while.

After all, since she was a child, she grew up within the rules of social life in the new century. Naturally, she couldn't reflect the conservative thoughts of the ancients for a while. Naturally, it can't be blamed on Mr. He's reaction.At the beginning, when He Xiaoyun took her pulse in front of the emperor, let alone a curtain, there was even a piece of white silk on her wrist. Who would have thought that Zhu Haitang was so innocent at the moment? Being on guard, and having no sense of generosity between men and women, really scared He Xiaoyun a lot.

"No, it's okay..." He Xiaoyun spoke in a low voice, and now his ears were even redder, as if he was about to bleed, and he couldn't even speak smoothly.

Seeing him staring at her arm, Zhu Haitang reacted belatedly—this person...is probably shy.

It's a bit of a young scholar's sense of sight haha.

Zhu Haitang, as a human in the new century, really didn't think there was any problem with showing half of her arm, but the other party kept staring at her with a red neck and thick neck, so Zhu Haitang was naturally not stupid. After thinking about it, she pulled her sleeve Pull it down a little bit.

He Xiaoyun settled down, and then put his trembling hand on it.

Xiao Yirou looked at his face as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but also had a handsome face, and unconsciously smiled softly, what a pure and innocent little imperial doctor...
Her smile dazed He Xiaoyun's eyes even more.

Seeing him staring blankly, Zhu Haitang waved her hand in front of him out of kindness to signal him to regain his composure.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my dearest lady, I was rude..." He Xiaoyun came back to her senses and quickly stood up to bow and apologize.

It was Zhu Haitang who grabbed him and stopped his next move.

"It's okay, there's nothing to be sorry about. Everyone has a love for beauty, and it's only natural to look twice." Zhu Haitang's words seemed to be understanding, but they were actually deliberately teasing him.Sure enough, I saw him blushing again and lowering his head, as if he wanted to find a bottom hole to get into.

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In the end, it was Zhu Haitang who came to break the embarrassing situation in person: "Master He, I should be fine now, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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