The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

It was bright.

Hua Fushu slowly woke up, and there was nothing around her. Ye Zelin was no longer on the bed.

"Madam, you're awake." Lychee lifted up one side of the gauze and hooked it with a copper hook.

Hua Fushu breathed a sigh of relief, "What time is it?"

Lychee said, "It's about a quarter of a second."

"Where's the young master? Are you on duty at the household department?" Hua Fushu closed her arms and opened her clothes slightly, covering her bright red belly. Her collarbone showed traces of Ye Zelin's overdoing it last night.

"No, the young master will have a rest today."

Under Li Zhi's service, Hua Fushu washed and dressed and went to find Ye Zelin.

The man was wearing a moon-white silk shirt with wide sleeves and holding a blue book in his hand. He had a graceful figure and was as gentle as jade. He really looked like a noble son from a wealthy family, with unparalleled splendor.

He is what people call a young general, but he has a bit of the nobility of a scholar.

Hua Fushu couldn't help but wonder, how high-spirited this man must be when he puts on a battle armor and wields a spear?

"get up."

Ye Zelin looked up and saw Hua Fushu.

He really took a rest today. He woke up before midnight and saw that Hua Fushu was still sleeping soundly. He thought that he must have exhausted her by torturing her until midnight last night, so he didn't wake her up and let her sleep a little longer.

"Just woke up."

"You must be hungry. Lychee, pass the meal." Ye Zelin did not eat breakfast, waiting for Hua Fushu to wake up and have a meal with her.

Lychee went to serve the meal.

The two had breakfast, and Ye Zelin took Hua Fushu to an academy called Wenxuzhai.

Wenxuzhai, Hua Fushu knew, was the academy that Ye Zelin often went to before they got married.

Ye Zelin worked as a piano teacher at this academy for a period of time.

After arriving at the academy, Hua Fushu learned that this academy was established by the imperial court and was also the secret sentry and contact point of the imperial court.

There was no one around, so Ye Zelin picked up a piece of cloud-shaped osmanthus cake on the plate and brought it to Hua Fushu's mouth.

"Fu Shu, I told you that day that you were already in the game, and it was not an empty lie. Your Majesty's imperial reward for you was also a step in our plan."

"What?" What else did this guy have to say? When will he take her into account?

Hua Fushu opened her mouth to hold the Yunpian Osmanthus Cake and finished it in one bite, "What else can you say?"

Ye Zelin brought Hua Fushu to Wenxuzhai today just to tell Hua Fushu something. He finally told the real reason why His Majesty gave Hua Fushu the imperial title.

"Your Majesty gave you the imperial edict entirely because of me. With this status, you can enter and leave the palace. One day, you may be able to do us a big favor."

That day, after he won the game with His Majesty, His Majesty said that he could offer him a favor.

He said, Your Majesty's reward for Wei Chen is not enough. If Your Majesty really wants to reward Wei Chen, please give this grace to Wei Chen's wife.

His Majesty happily agreed to him, "I will reward your wife with the title of Lady. What does Ye Qing think?"

This reward from His Majesty really surprised him.

His original intention was to seek a royal decree for Hua Fushu, but His Majesty's direct offer of a reward to a third-grade lady was beyond his expectation.

At the same time, he also knew that His Majesty must have considered it in giving such a high reward.

The man sighed softly in his heart and looked at Hua Fushu with helplessness on his face. The chess game set by His Majesty would soon reach its climax, but Hua Fushu was never in their plan.

"Sorry Shu'er, I never wanted you to get involved. We really don't have many trustworthy people left. While eradicating King Qinghe, we can't let the government fall into chaos, and we also have to prevent changes in the north. Every step we take , they are all extremely dangerous, and it is really helpless to drag you into the situation. "

Ye Zelin always felt a little guilty in his heart. He never thought about involving Hua Fushu in this dispute, but dragged her in instead.

Hua Fushu looked back at him, "Even if you and His Majesty don't let me get involved, I will get involved sooner or later."

What she said was true. Based on what she was investigating, sooner or later she would be involved in this dispute.

"On the day of King Qin's wedding, you will attend King Qin's wedding as the leader of the Mei Sect." Ye Zelin said casually.

The King of Qin's battle is not big enough and needs to add more fire. The more prosperous the better.

King Qinghe has already doubted King Qin, so it would be better to raise King Qin's momentum and put King Qin completely on the table. With King Qinghe's suspicious temperament, he must suspect that King Qin is not His Majesty's preferred candidate, so King Qin will be safer.

……

The eighth day of April is the happy day of King Qin.

The palace of the Prince of Qin was hung with red silk and lanterns everywhere, and it was full of joy.

Hua Fushu's dress was different from the past. Today she specially wore a red outfit, with three thousand blue hair tied up high and a headband of the same color, making her look very capable.

She, Nan Xing, and Sanqiao arrived at the Prince of Qin's Mansion early. Not many people came to the Prince of Qin's Mansion at that time, only a few princes who were besties, Prince Zheng, Prince Qi, Prince Xiang, and Prince Ning.

"Senior brother."

Hua Fushu stepped into the main hall and saw Qin Youran in a happy dress.

"Junior sister." Qin Youran looked sideways and saw that this junior sister came so early, "It's still early for the auspicious time to welcome the bride."

Hua Fushu greeted the princes and asked when Qin Youran was going to welcome the bride. Qin Youran said: "The auspicious time is Youshi, don't make an appointment in the afternoon to greet the bride."

Hua Fushu put the hair tie hanging in front of her back behind her shoulders and said, "I will welcome the bride with you."

Qin Youran naturally understood his junior sister's intention of going with him to welcome the bride. It was to support him and he would never refuse Hua Fushu. "You go sit in the backyard. I asked Mu Qing to inform you before departure."

Hua Fushu nodded slightly and took Sanqiao and Nanxing to the backyard to find the Lord of Lanling City.

The King of Qin had been in Qinhuai for many years and had very few friends in the capital. The sun was getting higher and higher, and few people from the court came to the King of Qin's palace to congratulate him.

Qin Youran was in charge of the city inspection department. His boss was very happy. How could the city inspection department not come to have a drink? It was about to pass and the chief clerk, Lao Yang, arrived at the Prince of Qin's mansion with a large number of officials.

At noon, Ling Zhiheng and Yu Chisu, who claimed to be friends of King Qin, also came to King Qin's mansion.

Ling Zhiheng was a sincere man and proposed to accompany the King of Qin to welcome his bride.

Qin Youran didn't have time to think before he agreed. In fact, he didn't have much contact with Ling Zhiheng. He only had contact with him a few times. He came to congratulate him sincerely and took the initiative to go with him to welcome the bride. He couldn't go against Ling Zhiheng's kindness.

As for Yu Chisu, she came here specifically to have a drink because King Qin was Hua Fushu's senior brother and Hua Fushu was her good friend.

Hua Fushu glanced at Ling Zhiheng, pulled Yu Chisu aside, and asked her in a low voice, "Why did you come here with Ling Zhiheng?"

Ling Zhiheng likes Yu Chi Su. Could it be that he came here with Yu Chi Su specifically to pursue Yu Chi Su?

"We met by chance on the road, so we came here together."

Yu Chisu is still dressed like a heroine, with long hair tied high and a black outfit. Maybe because she came to have a drink, the skirt of her clothes has a red edge.