All Hail Cousin Brother

The harem pays attention to the fact that children depend on their mothers. Concubine Hui is from a humble background, has no prominent family background, nor extraordinary talent, and has no contacts in the court. Her son should not be a threat to other concubines in the palace. .

But what if the late emperor valued this son so highly that he even ignored him for having a concubine who could not stand on the stage and was a sickly concubine?

There are no children in the middle palace, and as long as there are concubines with children in the harem, everyone can compete for that position.

The first emperor has the heart to pursue it, so what can he do?

Then also ask the courtiers if they are willing to let the emperor toss for a trivial favorite concubine.

If the emperor really loves his son, he will endure it, so as not to offend the courtiers because of this matter, and the situation of King Li of Zhou will be even more difficult in the future.

Yu Youyao's heart was beating wildly, and she felt that she had caught a glimpse of something extraordinary.

Can't think of such a thing.

Yu Youyao hurriedly expelled the messy thoughts in his mind: "King Zhou Li's illness, is it because of the head injury that caused the blood to linger in the skull?"

She also knew something about pathology.

The accumulation of blood in the brain is very dangerous, and it needs to be well nourished. After a long time, the blood may gradually dissipate and the symptoms will be relieved, but there is also the risk of deterioration and death.

Yin Huaixi didn't know what she was thinking, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes: "It's true, the blood in the skull, ordinary decoction and medicine can't be completely dissolved, and it can only be supplemented by acupuncture. It's just that my father's situation at the time was more dangerous, it was the Tai Hospital, The imperial physicians with the best medical skills are not completely sure, and the imperial physicians are accustomed to being prudent and protecting themselves, so they can only adopt safe methods, supplemented by decoctions to support them.”

The late emperor almost lost his beloved son, and he did not dare to take the risk lightly.

It is also for this reason that the late emperor was more indulgent towards his beloved son, which inevitably led to his rashness.

Yu Youyao guessed that there should be other inside information, but also knew that some things should not be asked too clearly: "Then, after that, was King Zhou Li's disease cured?"

Yin Huaixi nodded: "It's cured."

Yu Youyao vaguely guessed something.

really!

Yin Huaixi changed the topic and said, "When a man faces a woman he loves, he always has a ridiculous and humble self-esteem. In my father's words, your mother is the number one talented girl in Jingzhao, so how can I shame her? She taught me personally, that's the kind of thing that must be done, and it must be done."

"Your mother, I mean Wang Fei..." Yu Youyao was a little nervous, the blood in the skull didn't dissolve at first, and it remained in the skull for years and months, and if it was scattered with needles, the danger would be even greater.

Yin Huaixi smiled: "My mother doesn't know about this at all, my father is afraid of her worries, so he doesn't dare to tell her, and he doesn't allow me to tell her, he quietly ordered someone to find a famous doctor who is proficient in acupuncture, and he doesn't know that he is stupid. It's too brainless, or too blind and confident, as soon as I heard that the other party's ancestors had a medicine king, and I didn't know the details of the other party, whether the medical skills were really brilliant, people put needles on his head."

Yu Youyao bent her lips. Back then, she accidentally got a remnant recipe from overseas, and got a glimpse of the method of ointment, but because the recipe was incomplete, she didn't know how to make it. After trying it on the child, he gave it to Yin Huaixi directly.

Yin Huaixi really dared to use it.

Neither doubting the origin of this remnant recipe nor doubting whether the anointing oil was done correctly, would there be any problems?

Just believe in a little girl who is only ten years old, less than a year after learning incense medicine.

In Yin Huaixi's own words, I don't know if it's too stupid or too blind and confident?

Are they really the father and son? !

Yin Huaixi felt that her smile was a little strange, but she didn't think too much: "It's probably because a fool has a foolish blessing that he met Sun Bo, the holy needle-wielding hand."

In terms of medical skills alone, Sun Bo was still under the imperial doctor Shi, and he was not on a par with Yuyi Hu, but in terms of acupuncture, Sun Bo claimed to be the second, and no one dared to call himself the first.

Yu Youyao pursed her lips and smiled: "Then you are very lucky."

Yin Huaixi actually thought that Yu Youyao was wiping his feet and saying that he was stupid, and he kept calm: "It is indeed my blessing to meet you."

Although his legs were cured by Sun Bo.

However, if there is no spiritual dew, he will nurse his severely damaged body foundation, if there is no Yuan Bao Dan, he will adjust his vitality, and if there is no ointment to protect his broken legs for five or six years, which has gradually shrunk and necrotic, Sun Even if Bo has a hand, the magic of acupuncture, he can't cure him.

Yu Youyao held the cinnabar orchid and laughed so hard: "Did you learn your ability to find orchid from King Li of Zhou?"

He kept despising his father, but he did not learn from him.

The best father and son in the world are none other than father, father, friend, and son.

Yin Huaixi gave a "cough" and denied, "I'm not interested in these flowers and plants, but I just listened to him talk a lot, and I inevitably understood a little bit, but I didn't study it deliberately." He quickly changed the subject: "When I was patrolling the mountains before. , Looking at the topography of Lao Mao Mountain, I guessed that there would be orchids, and according to the growth habit of orchids, I found this cinnabar orchid."

I have found other varieties before, but the wild orchid is not as good as the domestic one. This one is the best one that he picked out.

His mouth and body are upright, and that's what he said.

Well, people are tough.

Yu Youyao's eyes revealed a little bit of slyness: "I have never raised flowers and plants before, and the flowers and trees in the yard are taken care of by special servants. I heard that orchids are delicate and difficult to raise, and in the future, this cinnabar orchid will have Brother Lao Nineteen to help me. keep."

"Okay!" Yin Huaixi nodded subconsciously.

Then, it reacted.

Raising orchids is a delicate job, and finding a top-grade cinnabar orchid can be said to be good luck, but if you even know how to keep orchids, it’s not “unintentional learning” or “general understanding”, but an expert.

Yin Huaixi lightly twisted her fingers, feeling a little itchy, and subconsciously wanted to tap her forehead, but looking at her with her head raised on her eyebrows and smiling innocently, he couldn't let go.

The jade-colored blouse made her look like a cardamom flower on the branch, and she was standing upright.

The milky white flower bones are soft and creamy, crystal clear, as warm as jade, and the top of the flower bones is a touch of rouge red, delicate and charming, and it is so beautiful that it is suffocating before it blooms.

The closed flower buds make people wonder, when the buds first bloom, the bright red blooms slightly, and the corolla appears at first, how amazing is it?

Yin Huaixi sighed softly, unable to restrain the trembling of her fingertips, raised her hand, and gently brushed a strand of hair on her cheek with her fingertips behind her ear: "Little squeamish ghost!"

The fingers that often hold the pen and practice the knife are covered with a thin layer of calluses, which is a little rough, and gently scrapes the ear, with a little trembling, Yu Youyao's white jade face is dyed with a ray of carmine, naturally The ground fainted, she couldn't help lowering her head and whispered, "Brother Nineteen."