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The female doctor was stunned for a moment. She naturally knew the symptoms of the princess when she first entered the palace, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, the princess was at a loss of focus and worries, so she was angry."

"Stomach qi moves in Yang and wakes up. Now in early spring, when the seasons change, yin and yang may be either strong or weak, so you will have insomnia and wake up early."

She only felt that King Wei was concerned and confused, making a fuss out of a molehill. She knew that when she took her pulse the morning before yesterday, there was nothing wrong with the princess's health.

Pei Zhi understood the unexpected meaning of her words, took a sip of tea and said, "That's it. After she wakes up, you go in and check for pulse."

When the tea cup in his hand was placed on the table, it made a soft sound, "I'm afraid she won't want to say much to you. No matter what she said, remember to explain it to Gu in detail."

The female doctor noticed that King Wei was in a bad mood. Even though he left, she sat aside with trepidation. After Yu Ting woke up late, she felt relieved and went into the inner room.

After looking around, the female doctor was stunned when she first saw the woman who had just stood up on the couch.

"Why are you here so early today?" Yu Tingwanqu raised her fingers and pressed her forehead. The headache caused by fatigue did not relieve at all.

After she fell asleep again last night, although she had no nightmares, she slept extremely lightly. Her eyelids could not be opened due to sleepiness, but her heart would beat heavily from time to time, causing her to wake up several times.

"Why does the princess look so ugly?"

She was as pale as paper, her lips were dry, and her eyelashes were drooped, looking sickly.

"It's not good to rest."

After checking her pulse, the female doctor said softly: "I heard that the princess had a nightmare last night. I wonder what she dreamed about?"

Yu Tingwan thought of last night's dream, pinched her palms with her fingers, and managed to stay calm and peaceful.

Among the doctors in the palace, only Xi Langzhong knew that King Wei was injured. Yu Tingwan could not tell the female doctor. She saw King Wei covered in blood over and over again.

"It is not appropriate for a princess to hide her illness." The female doctor spoke earnestly and looked sincere. Every nightmare was different, some were chaotic and disorderly, or some were just like a dream. The doctor needed to prescribe the right medicine.

After the female doctor finished speaking, she waited quietly. She was not in a hurry. The princess always listened to advice.

Before the princess could speak, the back of the woman's hand that was placed on Hao's wrist felt cold. The female doctor looked at the tears falling down in a panic, and finally heard a light murmur.

"I dreamed about a lot of blood."

Seeing that Yu Tingwan was emotionally fragile, the female doctor didn't ask any questions to stimulate her. After prescribing a few medicines, she let her rest for a while longer.

When she walked out of Guanju Hospital, the female doctor saw King Wei about to come in. She simply stood under the eaves and reported the conversation just now without missing a word.

The more Pei Zhi listened, the more tense his expression became. Finally, he nodded slightly and asked the female doctor to leave.

He stood under the eaves, saying nothing and not knowing what he was thinking. He was cold and silent until he entered the inner room, and then he smiled a little.

Yu Tingwan didn't rest at all, leaning against the window with her hair tied casually.

"Wanwan, I won't go to morning today, so I'll have breakfast with you." Pei Zhi sat next to her and reached out to touch her cheek.

"I don't want breakfast." Yu Tingwan turned away and noticed that he seemed to get up and go out. Not long after, a hand came to her, holding a piece of domino cake on his fingertips.

"You went to Dongguang Tower?" She finally raised her head and looked directly at the man in front of her.

Pei Zhi lowered his eyes, put the pastry to her lips while she opened her mouth, watched her finally take a bite, and asked, "How does it taste?"

Yu Tingwan's mouth was blocked by the cake and she was speechless for a moment. The more she tasted it, the more she felt that he must have left the mansion. She pursed her lips and stared at him: "Don't you take the doctor's advice to heart at all?" ?”

He did take a carriage to Dongguang Tower just now. Pei Zhi laughed, sat next to her and explained: "I listened to your words and rested. This pastry was made in the kitchen."

"Seriously?" Yu Tingwan was dubious. She broke away from his hand that was wandering around her waist, stood up and looked at him: "Could you be tricking me again?"

"How dare you?"

Seeing his seriousness, Yu Tingwan paused for a moment and asked, "After breakfast, are you going to the study?"

"If you don't go to the study, what will you do with those folding notes?"

Seeing his calm face, Yu Tingwan said a little annoyed: "You hurt your right shoulder, so you can't write all day long."

"Stay with me that night and help me approve my reply." Pei Zhi felt better.

"How can I help you approve the papers?" She opened her eyes wide. "You and I have completely different handwriting. Those ministers will think that I am interfering in politics."

"So what." His voice was calm, "I allow you to do politics."

Pei Zhi wished that Yu Tingwan would tell him one day that she wanted to be involved in politics, wanted power, and wanted things that only he could afford in the world.

Seeing the hesitation of the woman beside him, he said softly: "It's okay if you don't want to, just stay with me."

When Yu Tingwan arrived at the inner room of the study, he saw the pile of foldable papers and shook his hand, "Are these from today?"

After getting the affirmative answer, she choked for a moment. Why was there so much more than usual?

Pei held his wrist slightly, and the tip of the pen was stained with cinnabar. Just as he was about to lift the pen, the ivory pen was held by slender fingers, and his eyes focused on a faint red mark on the back of his hand.

"I'll help you write."

"What happened to the back of your hand?"

The two sentences were spoken at the same time, and Yu Tingwan looked a little embarrassed. He hurriedly pulled his hand away, and his wrist was held by him unable to move.

She applied ointment last night and covered it up this morning so that he wouldn't see it. She thought that if she applied the ointment again today, nothing would be visible.

"You have always been considerate of those maids. Did someone burn your hands and feet? Are you afraid that I will punish her?" Pei Zhi's voice was cold.

"No, I had a nightmare last night. When I woke up, I accidentally got burned by candle wax." She glanced at her wrist and whispered, "You weren't here at the time."

His face froze for a moment, and he let her into his arms, gently touched the back of her hand with his fingers, and frowned slightly, "Why didn't you tell me that you were hurt?"

"What kind of injury is this?" Yu Tingwan's face turned red. She accidentally fell down last time and had a few bruises on her knees. It would take some time to heal, so he had to ask a female doctor to come over.

The red color on the back of her hand is not as heavy as the insect bites in summer. She really doesn't want to see the doctor because of this.

She glanced at the cinnabar pen that fell hastily on the case. After picking it up, she turned to look at the folder on the case.

Yu Tingwan sat on the man's lap, with her back to him. She froze and didn't dare to move, lest her hair bun touch his shoulder.

"This letter is from Yushi Zhongcheng. What do you want to approve?" She lowered her head and read the words on the paper slowly, her voice soft and melodious, as clear as drizzle.

Every time she said a word, the arm around her waist tightened.

Her back was pressed tightly against him, and she felt the warmth climbing up her spine along the thin fabric, making her feel uncomfortable.

A delicate kiss fell on the side of her neck, the man's breath behind her was hot, his chin gently rubbed her temple, and his mind was not on business at all.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Yu Tingwan finished speaking, the warm breath wrapped around her earlobes, causing her body to tremble slightly and a whimper escaped from her throat.

For a moment, she became angry and put down the book in her hand. She was so angry that she wanted to stand up and leave. After realizing that she was held down and unable to move, she raised her head and looked into the smiling eyes. Just as she was about to speak, her lips were blocked.

Pei held his hand tightly on the back of her head and noticed that she did not push him as before, and her lips and tongue became more and more unrestrained. When he let her go, he saw the person in his arms with mist in his eyes and cheeks as red as peach blossoms, leaning against her ear and whispering. He said in a voice: "It's rare for Wanwan to be so gentle, I feel happy in my heart."

Just now she was leaning in his arms, lowering her head and reading the memorial, looking tender and charming. How could he care about what the censor Zhongcheng said.

Yu Tingwan was choked with anger. She was afraid that his wound would not heal, so she did not reject him. She never thought that the man in front of her would take every step in the study.

Her earlobes were so red that they were bleeding, and the warm breath seemed to still linger on them. She lowered her head and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"I'm not going to help you approve anything." She didn't forget to add, "You are promiscuous during the day, and I don't want to stay in the study."

"It's okay if you don't want to comment on the paper in the evening. Just stay with me like this." After Pei Zhi finished speaking, he picked up the cinnabar pen and wrote a few words on the paper written by Yu Shi Zhongcheng.

Yu Tingwan heard the movement and was stunned in his arms for a moment, "Can you write with your left hand?"

He responded in a low voice, kissed her forehead, and said warmly: "You had a nightmare last night, you can sleep against me for a while."

The room was quiet and peaceful, and Yu Tingwan's eyelids became heavier and heavier. When he woke up, he saw the white jade candlestick on the table shining with warm light, and asked vaguely: "What time is it?"

"It's just past Shenshi." Pei Zhi stared at her and planned to ask her to get up for lunch, but she was too asleep.

Her eyes widened suddenly and she realized that she was shrinking into the man's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

If she remembered correctly, she was not in this position before falling asleep.

Seeing the change in the expression of the person in his arms, revealing his little thoughts without any concealment, Pei Zhi couldn't help but smile and said, "Wanwan, you got me here after you fell asleep."