Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Imperial Physician Du was holding his pulse in his hand, and he was frowning so familiarly that no one present dared to breathe.

Except for Duan Rongshu, "Doctor Du, what's the matter? Let's talk about the relationship and ethics of the Great Zhou royal family after finishing the pulse."

Doctor Du packed up his small medical box, searching for something, "It's still the same, but the heartbeat is abnormal."

"I just came back from climbing the mountain, and I was in a panic all the time."

"It's fleeting, and we still need to pay attention to rest in the future."

Rong Jian, "What does this fleeting mean?"

Duan Rongshu explained, "Just a little indulgence, and you will die."

Doctor Du nodded, "It seems that you still understand."

Rong Jian:! ! !

"How do I raise it? What should I pay attention to?"

Doctor Du glanced at him, "Didn't you say that before? Oh, you are his uncle."

His uncle, his second uncle, are all his uncles.

"Mr. Du, can I not exercise vigorously, for example, if His Majesty asked me to ride a horse and shoot arrows, can I not do all of these?"

As Duan Rongshu said, he looked a little excited. He didn't want to stride or raise his bow at all. The high-intensity exercise would kill him.

Mrs. Du caressed her goatee, "It should be, this horse riding and archery is something you can do with your little arms and legs?"

Tsk, this Holy Majesty is not a man.

"Your Majesty, this is counterproductive."

Thinking of the scene where Zhao Huai carried him down the mountain, Duan Rongshu agreed, "It almost pulled me out of the ground."

Doctor Du finally found out the silver needle that had not been used for a long time, and smiled kindly, "Come on, a few needles will be fine."

At this time, Duan Rongshu, who had been sore in his arms, hurt in his legs, and flustered, got up and ran.

Doctor Du:? ? ?

When he reached the door, he couldn't run any longer. Duan Rongshu supported the door and said weakly, "Your medical skills are superb, I'm cured now."

"Get caught!"

Imperial Physician Du held a few long needles and walked towards Duan Rongshu who was being held down with a smile:

"To be honest, it's been a long time since I've had an injection, and now my hands are itchy."

After a few stitches, Duan Rongshu looked like a salted fish who had lost his dream, his eyes completely lost the light.

In a short while, both hands were full of needles, people were wilted, and the secrets of the royal family were no longer talked about.

Rong Yi kept saying from the sidelines, "Your uncle caught you just now, how could uncle not feel sorry for you? Look at your uncle is still holding your hand..."

Rong Jian's fist hardened immediately, and he punched him as soon as he caught it.

Duan Rongshu's face was extremely pale now, his lips moved slightly, "Uncle, uncle, I'm hungry."

He wondered if the flustered just now was due to hunger, if it was true, then he would be at a loss.

Rong Jian stopped beating, kicked Rong Yi, and brought a bowl of porridge for him to feed.

Duan Rongshu wished he could bury his face in the bowl, spoon after spoon, and ate half of the bowl in one go.

Imperial Physician Du, "Look at the child who is hungry, he hasn't eaten for three days."

Duan Rongshu raised his head, "... three hours."

After feeding the porridge, the needle should be removed.

Duan Rongshu's heart is no longer flustered, and his hands are no longer shaking.

Grand Physician Du said proudly, "Look, the old man's medical skills are excellent. He said that a few needles would be enough, isn't it good?"

"..."

Duan Rongshu just relied on Doctor Du's doctor's order and didn't go to Zhao Huai's to be tortured again, so he went to Spring Hunt abruptly.

Uncle Liu packed his things in the house, including wound medicine and several sets of riding clothes. Although it is very likely that they will not be needed, no, they will hardly be needed, but the most important thing is to participate.

"Master, what else do you need to bring?"

Duan Rongshu was drowsy on the reclining chair, barely raised his eyelids and replied, "Chili powder, cumin, and some more snacks for me."

"This is a spring hunt, not a spring outing."

He turned over, "Is there any difference? I can only applaud next to them when they are hunting."

Rong Ming ran over and jumped on him, and asked him excitedly, "Brother, are you going to hunt tigers?"

Is there a possibility that your brother went to fight tigers to deliver food?

Duan Rongshu stroked his little head, "My brother has only been a big man so far, not an erlang, and he can't beat a tiger."

"Ah? Can Brother Li do it?"

Eijiro was still walking with his skirt up, when he heard Rong Ming calling him, he turned around and gave him a puzzled look.

Then he walked over crookedly, "Brother, I want pheasant feathers."

Duan Rongshu felt that this could be done, "No problem, I'll pull back the most beautiful pheasant tail inside."

If he can't do it, he can ask Zhao Jinlian for help.

The next day, Duan Rongshu took a small bag full of seasonings and snacks and went to gather at the gate of the palace.

After getting into the carriage, he found a comfortable position and leaned against the side of the carriage, preparing to fall asleep.

The road in the capital city is fairly flat, but it started to bump up as soon as he arrived in the countryside. Duan Rongshu thought that he would not get motion sickness again when he fell asleep, but after kowtowing twice, he curled up and lay down in a ball, letting the carriage ride Shaking around, insisting on sleeping to the end.

After most of the time, I was so dizzy that I couldn't fall asleep.

Duan Rongshu was dizzy from being jolted until he arrived at the hunting ground. When he got out of the carriage, he couldn't get up and down with the frame of the carriage: vomit.

As far as the height of the carriage is concerned, he has to hold on to the sides and stretch out his feet to test it, for fear that he will be dazzled and give him away.

"Puchi~"

Hearing a snort, Duan Rongshu raised his head, "Why are you here? Is your butt okay?"

Wu Guang's grin immediately retracted, "Hey, can you not mention my ass."

He looked at Duan Rongshu's pale face, and remembered that he was the kind of crisp skin that could touch porcelain, "Are you okay?"

Duan Rongshu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's just motion sickness."

Wu Guang helped carry his small baggage and sent it to the tent for him.

Duan Rongshu asked, "Are you busy recently? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"I heard from your father that you have to have your butt pierced once a day. It's uncomfortable if you don't."

Wu Guang quibbled, "He's spreading rumors! I'm just practicing the necessary skills of Jin Yiwei."

Duan Rongshu: ...

"I suspect that you are discrediting Jin Yiwei."

Only thieves don't take the usual path.

Most of the officials shared a tent with several people. Logically speaking, Duan Rongshu should share a tent with Hei Wuchang, Lord Yan.

In front of the tent, Zhao Qian ran over, "Master Duan, you can live with Gu."

Duan Rongshu saluted Wu Guang and asked, "Why does Your Highness want to be with the minister?"

"Because only Mr. Gu and Mr. Duan can't do anything here."

This reason sounds reasonable, but it seems very reluctant.

Wu Guang didn't have the brain to think about what was reasonable and unreasonable, he laughed, "His Royal Highness is unable to ride a horse because he is young."

"Why are you here?"

Duan Rongshu made a sharp eye at him: Didn't you open your eyes, you prickly ass?

Zhao Qian added, "Father also said that when others are hunting, Lord Duan and Gu are together, so it is good to have a companion."

Duan Rongshu, "Do you want me to bring His Highness the Crown Prince as the atmosphere group?"