Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei sprinkled medicine on his injured leg and said in a cold voice: "My Lord, you are joking. You and I have never met before, so how can there be any hatred between us?"

"Besides, the Marquis is a pillar of our dynasty. If you die, wouldn't it be a great loss? If the Marquis misses me so much, wouldn't I be stabbed in the back if it gets out?"

Fu Junyan smiled bitterly. After all these years, her temper was still so strong and her words were always sharp.

Lin Zhuwei packed up the medicine box quickly and said calmly, "If you want to change the imperial physician, just tell me at any time."

After saying that, he walked out without hesitation.

Ah Mu looked at Fu Junyan's feet, which were wrapped like a dumpling, and asked reluctantly, "My Lord, do you want to change the imperial physician?"

"What do you want to change?" Fu Junyan scolded, "If we change her, do you think we can still see her?"

"That's true." Amu shook his head helplessly.

But Fu Junyan soon regretted it deeply.

At night, the injured leg was extremely itchy, as if it had entered his lungs. Fu Junyan tossed and turned and could not fall asleep at all. He almost wished he could cut off his leg.

The injured leg was wrapped like a dumpling and couldn't be grasped.

Amu hurried to invite Lin Zhuwei.

She shouted through the door, "Bear with it! If you can't bear it, please ask for another doctor."

Amu kept knocking on the door, and Lin Zhuwei finally got angry.

A scroll flew out from the door and hit Amu directly.

Lin Zhuwei roared: "Look carefully at the red cinnabar above! Which parts of the mansion belong to this imperial physician! If you cross the line again, I will go to court to sue you for trespassing!"

Just as Amu was about to speak again, a sharp knife flew straight towards him. Frightened Amu so much that he quickly dodged and retreated.

He secretly wiped his sweat: The young lady is so powerful, the Marquis will probably suffer a lot.

Fu Junyan was tortured for the whole night, and finally fell into a deep sleep when the sky was just getting light.

Lin Zhuwei was having breakfast when Amu asked her to come over to see Fu Junyan.

"Doctor Lin, why is my injured leg so itchy?" Fu Junyan stared at Lin Zhuwei, who had a cold expression on his face, and couldn't help asking.

"Oh? Really? That shouldn't be the case."

Lin Zhuwei pretended to be stupid while helping him untie the bandages. Seeing that his injured leg was bruised, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Ouch, it was dark yesterday and I accidentally gave you the wrong medicine."

Fu Junyan: “…………”

Amu: “…”

Lin Zhuwei's face was full of sneers and ridicule, and he applied medicine to him again.

Fu Junyan asked cautiously, "Will you give me the wrong medicine this time?"

Lin Zhuwei snorted coldly: "My Lord, you don't believe me? If you don't believe me, then please find someone else!"

"Doctor Lin, don't be angry. Just give me the medicine. I won't ask any more questions." Fu Junyan responded quickly.

Lin Zhuwei had a cold face, reapplied medicine to him, and quickly left.

By night, Fu Junyan's injured leg was no longer itchy, but it was extremely painful, a pain worse than death. It was as if someone was removing his bones and flesh and sprinkling salt on his wound. The pain was unbearable.

"My Lord, why don't we change the imperial physician?" Amu really couldn't bear it.

The young lady is obviously trying to make trouble for the Marquis!

"Don't meddle in other people's business." Fu Junyan gnashed his teeth in pain and waved his hand, his eyes somewhat dark. "If doing this can make her feel better, I can endure it no matter how hard it is."

Amu opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Changning Palace.

Concubine Jia is feeding ice lotus lily to the third prince.

The maid Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Madam, look how happy the Third Prince is eating. He feels much more comfortable here with you."

Concubine Jia also smiled, but that smile did not reach her eyes: "How is Concubine Yu doing recently?"

Xiaoyu sneered, "Since Concubine Yu was confined by the Emperor and could not see the Third Prince, she has been crying every day and has been bedridden for a long time. People in the palace always flatter the powerful and look down on the weak. It's very cold in her palace."

Concubine Jia snorted coldly: "Send an imperial physician to check on her. Don't let her die easily. Tell her some news about the Third Prince occasionally. Didn't the imperial physician say that the Third Prince was too ill to get out of bed recently?"

Xiaoyu glanced at the plump and healthy-looking Third Prince and nodded in understanding.

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Being neglected by the emperor or being flattered by servants are not the most terrible things.

What most eroded her will to live was the news that the third prince was seriously ill.

Mother and child are connected by heart. Never underestimate a mother's love for her child.

Concubine Jia fed the Third Prince another mouthful of white lily with rock sugar, and then sneered: "Didn't Concubine Yu say that I had no children? But I let the Third Prince marry into my family. I really want to see her miserable appearance with my own eyes, hum..."

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Why do you have to look at such a low-class woman and pollute your eyes?"

Concubine Jia pinched the Third Prince's cheek lovingly and said, "Take him away. It's time for a nap."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiaoyu gave a wink, and the servant girl next to her came forward and carried the third prince away.

Xiaoyu was peeling melon seeds for Concubine Jia and said with a smile, "My lady, I heard that the emperor gave half of the mansion to Marquis Fu."

"Half a seat?" Concubine Jia asked curiously.

Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes, it is half a seat. It is just three miles outside the city. I heard that the other half was given to Lin Zhuwei, the imperial physician."

"Her again?" Concubine Jia frowned. "Who is this Imperial Doctor Lin? How could he be on equal footing with the meritorious Marquis and live in the same mansion?"

"My lady, I guess that maybe it was because she saved the Queen Mother that she received this gift."

Concubine Jia snorted coldly: "Who knows what she did at that time. If she really saved the Queen Mother's life, would she be beaten up by the Emperor himself?"

"Your Majesty is right." Xiaoyu quickly handed her a cup of tea.

Concubine Jia took a sip and said, "Tomorrow, ask Lin Zhuwei to come over and check my pulse. I want to see what she is capable of."

"Yes, your majesty." Xiaoyu replied respectfully.

The next morning, Xiaoyu was dressing up Concubine Jia.

Then a servant came in and reported, "Madam, Imperial Doctor Lin is here."

"Let her in." Concubine Jia ordered lightly.

After Lin Zhuwei entered the outer room, he knelt down to greet her.

Seeing no response from Concubine Jia in the room, she could only lower her head and keep kneeling.

It took a long time before footsteps were heard. Lin Zhuwei raised her eyes slightly and saw a pair of Manchu shoes with peonies embroidered on the uppers and decorated with jade and agate.

Concubine Jia sat down on the warm couch and said calmly, "You are Doctor Lin, right? Get up and answer."

"Thank you, empress."

Lin Zhuwei replied respectfully and raised his head, but unexpectedly met a pair of extremely surprised eyes.

"You...Yu Shaoruo?!" Concubine Jia was shocked and exclaimed.

There was also a glimmer of something strange in Lin Zhuwei's eyes, which was not easily noticed by others.

Her face was calm, and she responded in a low voice: "Madam, who is this Yu Shaoruo? Does he really look so much like me?"

Concubine Jia put away the complicated emotions in her eyes and asked coldly, "Are you really not Yu Shaoruo?"

Lin Zhuwei nodded and pretended to be surprised and said, "My queen, it's really strange. When Lord Fu first met me, he thought I was Yu Shaoruo. Even Yu Chuan beside him called me Madam. But I am definitely not Yu Shaoruo."

Concubine Jia was suspicious and asked directly, "Where is Doctor Lin from? Is there anyone else in his family?"

"Your Highness, I am from Huishan. Both my parents died in a flood when I was young, and I am the only one left in the family."

Lin Zhuwei had memorized the birthday card compiled by Zheng Bugao by heart.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask, who exactly is this Yu Shaoruo?" Lin Zhuwei's face was full of questions.

Concubine Jia stared at her for a long time before she said calmly, "Yu Shaoruo was Marquis Fu's principal wife. She died in a shipwreck a few years ago."

Lin Zhuwei was surprised and regretful: "Your Majesty, I heard that Lord Fu and you are from the same family. I dare to ask you to persuade Lord Fu not to make the wrong choice again, as it has caused me a lot of trouble."

Concubine Jia's eyes were filled with thoughts. She stared at her without blinking, trying to find some traces of lies on her face.

After a long while, Concubine Jia smiled, leaned lazily on the warm couch, and asked lazily: "Why? Doctor Lin has such high standards, even Lord Fu is not worthy of you?"

Lin Zhuwei quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "I dare not! But I already have a loved one, how dare I delay Lord Fu like this?"

Concubine Jia laughed softly, "Oh? I didn't expect that Doctor Lin fell in love at such a young age. Can you tell me about your beloved? I can also take this opportunity to talk to the Marquis."