Charm of a Thousand Moons

That night, around nine o'clock, the medical staff were invited to the City Lord's Mansion. Although the medical staff in the capital city were not as high as the imperial capital, they could at least comfort Qian Yueche's wounded heart.

"Father, I don't see people, I definitely don't see people. I have allergies, skin allergies." Just now when she looked in the mirror, Qian Yueche couldn't believe that he actually had skin allergies.

"No, didn't you say that the medical treatment in your era is very different from the medical treatment in our current era? Che'er, it's not that the father doesn't believe you, but that even if there is any accident, the father is unwilling to happen. You Do you understand?" Qian Yueshen went to open the door and let the medical doctor into the room.

Followed by the city lord, Nuojie and the others.

"I don't understand, I don't want to meet people, don't...don't..." Qian Yueche wrapped her face in the quilt, but she didn't want to stick her head out.

"You guys go down first, the healer and Nuo Jie stay." Qian Yueshen knew that this was a matter of face for his precious son, and he felt that skin allergies affected his aesthetics.

"Yes." After the others retreated, Qian Yueshen came to the bed and gently pulled the corner of the quilt with his hand, "Okay, there are no outsiders at the moment, get up quickly, let the medical doctor look at it, eat These medicines heal quickly, Che'er doesn't want to have a red face, does she? Although the emperor doesn't care."

Bright red?Pie face?Qian Yueche heard it with sharp ears, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Imperial father minds. If you don't mind, why do you say it? Isn't the pancake delicious? I like to eat it." He pulled the quilt back vigorously, and if he didn't look at it, he didn't look at it. He was very principled.

"It's delicious, but Che'er's flatbread face is the best." Reaching into the quilt, he pulled out the little head inside, lest the little guy's face is not healed right now, and other illnesses will be boring come out.

"Nonsense, I don't have a big face." Qian Yueche poked his head out slowly, then glared at Qian Yueshen dissatisfiedly, "Look... look..."

Laugh if you want, pouted your mouth, and then looked at the medical doctor coldly, as if saying that you should keep your mouth shut.

Cold sweat broke out on the medical doctor's forehead. When the city lord sent someone to look for him just now, he said he was a distinguished guest. Now that he heard the conversation between the two, he realized that the so-called distinguished guest was actually His Majesty the Emperor.

Some people can't even enter the gate of the palace in their lifetime, let alone see His Majesty the Emperor, and now he actually saw His Majesty the Emperor.

"Xiaomin...Xiaomin...Xiaomin, see Your Majesty." Nervous, not just nervous, but also excited.

"Excuse me, come and show your Highness, what's the matter with this face?" Qian Yueshen restored the majesty of the emperor, and said arrogantly.

"Yes." The medical doctor approached the bed, but seeing Qian Yueche's warning eyes, he was a little scared, and wanted to go forward but didn't dare.

"Che'er, you don't want Royal Father to worry anymore, do you?" Qian Yueshen turned Qian Yue Che's head, looked him in the eyes, and said seriously.

Qian Yueche lowered her head gradually, and made a nasal sound for a long time, "En."

Hearing Qian Yueche's promise, Qian Yueshen said to the cautious healer, "Not yet."

"Yes." The medical practitioner hurried forward and examined Qian Yueche carefully.

"How about Che'er's face?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, His Highness was infected with cold bacteria due to unacceptable water and soil, which caused skin allergies. Xiaofa wondered if His Highness had been to a dark and humid place? The air there was poisonous and entered His Highness's face, that's why it happened. , Xiaomin thought..." The medical doctor paused for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Qianyue said, after all, the health of the baby son is more important.

"Xiaomin wants to soak His Highness's whole body with medicine to expel the invading cold air from the body, so as to prevent the same situation from happening to other parts of the body." The medical doctor said honestly.

"You quack doctor, what are you talking about? This hall is in good health, but it's just an allergy on the face. What kind of cold air enters the body, talk again, and see how this hall can abolish you." He didn't want to take a bath with medicine, shame I lost it at home.

"Go and prepare," Qian Yueshen held Qianyue Che who was dancing, "Nuojie, follow the medical treatment and prepare, right away."

"Yes."

After the two of them retreated, Qian Yueche looked at Qian Yueshen with a pale face, his expression seemed a little dazed, and he hadn't reacted to what the medical doctor said.

"It's okay, isn't it just taking a bath with medicine." Qian Yueshen rubbed his shoulders, signaling him not to mind.

However, Qian Yueche just turned two ice-golden eyes and looked at him foolishly.

"Listen to the medical doctor, or it will be bad when your whole body turns red, so Che'er, you can't dig graves casually in the future, you know? The cold air is brought from the graves, and the graves of the dead are already overcast. It's heavy, the cold air is poisonous, and the gas mixed inside is very poisonous. If you break in without being fully prepared, you will naturally be injured. It's okay, and it will be fine in two days." Silly boy, he has already become so stupid, probably It never occurred to him that his majestic little Highness of the Man Luo Empire would get sick from robbing tombs.

"Hmph." Qian Yueche came back to his senses, "Father, I will not lose to those graves of the dead. I will continue, and I will steal all the tombs in the world, hum."

Uh……

Qian Yueshen looked at Qian Yueche's vindictive face and fainted. What's going on? Shouldn't this little guy stop thinking about graves?Why are you still so excited?

"I am a very good master. For the sake of yin and yang, I decided to rob graves in the future. I planned it very well. After my father returned, I asked the dark guards to check which tomb has the longest history in the world. I will go and steal it." Which one, um, it’s decided like this.” Qian Yueche lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

Qian Yueshen immediately took the white inner garment and put it on his body so that he would not be naked.

At the same time, he touched Qian Yueche's forehead, thinking about whether the little guy was over-stimulated and his brain was stimulated abnormally.

"Father, I am very normal." Qian Yueche waved Qianyue God's hand, he is not so fragile, people should just get up from where they fall like him.

"Okay, okay, you are amazing, and your spirit is worthy of praise." Qian Yueshen shook his head helplessly. The little guy's brain really can't use ordinary people's thinking. Could it be that people in his world are like this?

"That's not true." Qian Yueche raised her head proudly.

The servants poured hot water into the bathtub, and then mixed the medicine prescribed by the medical doctor with it, let the medicine soak in the warm water for a period of time, until the hot water turned into warm water, and the medicine's effect was soaked out. Step into the tub.

Then Qian Yue Che put the prepared lid on the tub, leaving only Qian Yue Che's head outside.

"Father, this water temperature doesn't seem to be hot enough, and it will cool down after soaking for a long time." Qian Yueche suggested, meaning to say very clearly, you should heat the water.

Qian Yueshen also had this idea, he didn't want his precious son to catch the cold because the water was too cold.

So distribute red gemstones around the tub, and activate them with fire magic, forming a magic circle around the tub, which can not only maintain the water temperature, but also allow Qian Yueche to practice fire magic.

"Ah... really comfortable." Qian Yueche closed her eyes and leaned her head on the lid of the bathtub, "Father, do you want to try it too?" I don't think this is an expression of filial piety by my son, nor an expression of his lover's considerateness.

The little guy completely felt that there was something lacking in being alone, so he asked him.

"No need, Father is in case of Che'er's emergencies." Qian Yueshen resolutely refused, gentle poison is terrible, so he will not fall for it.

"Father..." Qian Yueche opened his eyes as expected, and his smiling pupils turned into crescent moons. "Now Father can appease Che'er's emergencies."

The cute eyes blinked, as if inviting, "Che'er hasn't had dinner yet, she's already starving."

I was busy with the red spot on the little guy's face just now, and forgot that the little guy was brought into the room by him as soon as he came back. Indeed, he hasn't eaten yet.

The meals brought in by Mandala were still on the table, but it was already cold at the moment. Qian Yueshen picked up the plate and heated all the meals on the plate with internal force until bursts of heat kept coming out.

"Come on, open your mouth." Spoon after spoon, he sent the food into Qian Yueshen's mouth, very much like when the little guy was wrapped in a blanket in his arms when he was a child, and he fed him like this.