Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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People who come from the modern age know a little bit about everything, she really can't be as calm as Princess Zhaoyang.

But as a doctor, at such an important moment, you can't keep distracting thoughts in your mind.She took a deep breath, drove away the charming images in her mind, and stared fixedly at the stripped Princess Zhaoyang sitting in the wooden barrel.

Moisture dense.

Sitting in the bucket, Princess Zhaoyang frowned slightly, her pale complexion was instantly filled with blood, turning as red as a glow.

Xie Fushu was facing Princess Zhaoyang, and whispered: "Princess, I'm starting."

Princess Zhaoyang gave a soft "hmm".

The acupuncture process was painful and long, let alone Princess Zhaoyang, even Xie Fushu was sweating profusely.

The blood on Princess Zhaoyang's face has faded, and even her lips have turned pale.Her brows were furrowed, and she bit her lower lip, as if she was suppressing the pain that was about to blurt out.One long needle after another pierced the body, as if being nailed to a torture rack, the flesh and blood were torn apart.When Xie Fushu finished the last needle, she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the trembling Princess Zhaoyang, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in her eyes.

Princess Zhaoyang's "torture" did not end when Xie Fushu stopped.

Painful moans came from her mouth, and big drops of sweat flowed down.

After another quarter of an hour, Xie Fushu pulled out the needle because he thought that the effect of the medicine in the medicine bucket was about to expire.

Princess Zhaoyang snorted.

Xie Fushu sighed, babbled a few words, and fished out the exhausted Princess Zhaoyang from the bucket.The strong smell of medicine came to the nostrils, Xie Fushu glanced at Princess Zhaoyang, and immediately retracted.

Princess Zhaoyang seemed to be dissatisfied, she glared at Xie Fushu, moved to her neck, and bit her gently.

Xie Fushu said "Ouch", and almost threw Princess Zhaoyang out.

"Are you a dog?" She asked angrily, regardless of her dignity.

Chapter 36 [Fengfei] Rumors

Xie Fushu looked down at Princess Zhaoyang, her body was still damp, her hair was dripping, and her eyes were wet, covered with a hazy mist.Compared with usual days, it is obviously a little more innocent.Xie Fushu gritted his teeth, secretly thinking not to argue with her.She withdrew her gaze and walked quickly to the side of the couch.Just when he was about to put Princess Zhaoyang down, this fellow stretched out his hand to caress the place where she left the bite marks.A burst of numbness spread from the skin to the limbs, Xie Fushu shivered, his face was even more embarrassing.She glared at Zhaoyang, obviously without any deterrent effect.

"Li Lingyi!" Xie Fushu pretended to be angry.

Princess Zhaoyang withdrew her hand, yawned, and murmured, "Sleepy." Medicinal bath and acupuncture tormented the mind, and once she relaxed, sleepiness would naturally rise.

Xie Fushu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a slow tone: "Wait until the hair dries." It's already this hour, and she doesn't pretend to be someone else.

The dress was full of water stains, Xie Fushu couldn't bear it.After taking care of the Highness, she asked Yiyu to boil hot water to wash away her exhaustion.

Xie Fushu lay down beside Princess Zhaoyang, and when she realized that someone was hugging her left hand, she chuckled lightly and said, "Why aren't you asleep?"

"Not sleepy." Princess Zhaoyang said softly.She was silent for a while, as if she couldn't find anything else to say, she asked again after a while, "How long will the medicinal bath last?" Xie Fushu's reply did not come to her ears, only the sound of even and long breathing.Princess Zhaoyang sighed lightly, and leaned on Xie Fushu again.

The emperor flattered the demon, and took the words of the national teacher as a life-saving straw, but she didn't.She never believed that marrying a woman could change her life.The reason why she nodded was firstly to ask her father and brother to be relieved, secondly to thank Fushu for his medical skills, and thirdly... because she had a good impression of Xie Fushu.In the past, after many calculations, the benefits outweighed the emotions, but now it seems that it is not bad.She was a little unwilling to let go of the person beside her.Princess Zhaoyang stretched out her hand to caress Xie Fushu's face, and sighed softly.Xie Fushu in the dream seemed to feel something, frowned, and rubbed against Zhaoyang's hand.

If I live forever, will you always stay by my side?

Zhaoyang murmured, there was no need for Xie Fushu to answer, she already had the answer.

Xie Fushu slept quite comfortably this time, but he only saw things with his eyes and dreams at night.That charming picture floated in her mind, and the sleepiness in her eyes faded away, and her face was stained with a red glow.She was lying on her side, holding Zhaoyang's waist, her hand was stretched into her pajamas at some point, clinging to the hot skin.Xie Fushu shivered, quickly withdrew his hand, and quietly squeezed his numb arm.The soft touch stayed on the fingertips, making her sober mind gradually float like fog again.

Zhaoyang also woke up and turned around. She covered her lips and yawned, muttering: "I have to go to the palace, the matter entrusted by the fourth brother must be done for her."

Princess Ba is here, so it is naturally impossible to go back.Zhaoyang didn't like her, and he didn't want her to marry into the fourth prince's mansion out of reason, but Huo Qingzhou was a good candidate.After entering the palace, she didn't beat around the bush much, and bluntly said that Hua Erya and Xie Fufeng didn't get along well.If it was someone else, Emperor Mingde might not be willing to listen.But the most beloved daughter, even if she complains, can make him experience warmth.This is what a father and daughter should look like, isn't it?He is not only the emperor, he is also a father.