Do you want to use that birthmark to remind her?But it was just a painting. Shen Wan felt even more resentful when she looked at the mark that had deceived her so much in her previous life.

He had also told her in his previous life that he didn't dislike her for not being a virgin. The funny thing was that at that time, she failed to see that he was just being hypocritical. Not only was she moved, but she even felt a little guilty towards him.

With cold eyes, before the other party touched his arm, Shen Wan took the initiative and slapped Qi Ye on the left side of his face.

With a "pop" sound, the air seemed to stop.

He didn't expect that the girl would hit him, and she also used a lot of force. Qi Ye was caught off guard, and his head was hit to one side.

"This is a warning that you are disrespectful to your elders and contrary to ethics. If His Highness Prince Ding never calls me by my given name again, it will not be as simple as a slap!"

Before Qi Ye could calm down, Shen Wan said something coldly and walked away.

Looking up at the girl's retreating back, Qi Ye's pupils became darker, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.

……

Xuanzheng Hall.

Qi Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his handsome face gloomy. Qi Chen sat on the small platform, and the imperial doctor examined the injury on his leg.

The atmosphere in the palace was dull and depressing. The palace servants knelt on the ground tremblingly, burying their heads extremely low, not even daring to breathe.

"How is the emperor's injury?" After the imperial doctor's examination was complete, Qi Yan spoke in a calm voice, breaking the dead silence in the room.

"Back to your lord," Dr. Liu stood up and saluted the man respectfully.

"In addition to some redness and swelling at the ankle of your sprained left foot, Your Majesty also has a few small abrasions on his calf, but they are all skin injuries and no injuries to the muscles or bones, so they are not serious."

"My ankles are swollen and you still say it's fine, you..."

Before Qi Chen finished saying the word "quackery" behind him, Qi Yan stared back with a cold look.

Swallowing back the words that had reached his lips, the little emperor hung his head unwillingly.

"Well, let's treat His Majesty's wounds first."

Qi Yan ordered quietly, and Doctor Liu immediately followed the order.

"Your Majesty, there will be some pain when the wrist bone is in the right position. Please bear with it for a while and you will be fine soon!"

With permission, Doctor Liu reached out and held the little emperor's sprained ankle.

"what!"

Although he was well prepared, the sudden pain still caused Qi Chen to scream inadvertently.

Next, Dr. Liu began to apply medicine on him and massage the red and swollen affected area. This process was still very painful, but the key was that it lasted for a long time.

If it were according to the little emperor's own temperament, he would naturally not want to press it. Anyway, the bones are already in the correct position, and it will be better if he takes care of them slowly.

He wished that his foot injury would heal more slowly, so that he wouldn't have to train on horseback and archery every day.

But when he raised his eyes and met the man's cool gaze, Qi Chen still didn't dare to send the imperial doctor away directly in front of him.

He could only order the imperial doctor in displeasure, "It hurts, so you can't be gentler!"

The atmosphere in the palace was already dull, and just the regent standing there gave people an inexplicable and strong sense of oppression.

Unfortunately, His Majesty also refused to cooperate. The uncle and nephew were obviously in trouble, and there was even a sense of tension in the air.

It felt like his head was stuck in the waistband of his trousers. Doctor Liu had been cautious since he entered the Xuanzheng Hall.

When massaging the little emperor, he naturally used as light a force as possible within the feasible range. Unexpectedly, the other party was still dissatisfied.

If it is too light, it will not have any effect.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Doctor Liu looked at the man standing aside in embarrassment.

"Don't worry about him, continue!" Qi Yanjun's face was gloomy, and his voice was cold and without any warmth.

"Uncle Nine Emperors..."

Qi Chen wanted to struggle again, but before he could say anything, he was forcibly interrupted by the man:

"Don't think that you can be lazy just because your foot is injured. I haven't settled the accounts for the past two days with you. If you don't want to make the injury worse, you'd better cooperate with the imperial doctor."

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