Yuanzhong poultry

This tossing was a blessing in disguise, and Jin Chan finally settled down completely.When Yu Qingzhou came in to check his pulse, Zhao Jun was able to sit behind the desk and review the memorial with a calm expression, thinking about Miao Jiang.

Jin Chan is the king of Gu, and when Lan Qiao tried to plant love flower Gu on him, he had already noticed it and woke up.If it wasn't for Jin Chan's restraint, he must have been a fool controlled by Love Flower Gu at this moment.

There is a soft spot for the flower Gu, which is also a heart-piercing poison.Even if it was Yu Bai, he couldn't tolerate such behavior, let alone Lan Qiao.If it weren't for Miao Jiang's face, it would be impossible for Lan Qiao to go back.

The feeling of being calculated reminded him of his long-gone boyhood, like a wet quilt covering his mouth and nose on a rainy day, with a strong sense of suffocation and decay, like black flowers blooming in a nightmare.

Zhao Jun stopped writing for a while, then suddenly asked, "How old is Imperial Physician Yu this year?"

Yu Qing porridge: "???"

He couldn't figure it out, and replied honestly: "I was born in Chongde for nine years, and now I'm in my twenties."

Not too young.Zhao Jun nodded: "Do you have a family?"

How does this sound like the beginning of a village aunt who said that she was a matchmaker? Yu Qingzhou wondered if you always want to introduce someone to me: "Returning to Your Majesty, there is no one yet."

Zhao Jun pondered for a moment, seemed dissatisfied with the marital status of this subordinate, and said again: "Then there is someone you like?"

Yu Qing porridge: "...not at all."

The atmosphere at the scene became awkward for a while, and it took a long time for Yu Qingju to hear the contemptuous voice from the emperor: "Trash."

Yu Qingyu: "..."

Okay, it’s okay, it’s fine, it doesn’t matter—give Yu Qing porridge eight more guts and he wouldn’t dare to yell at the emperor, so after silently chanting Namo Amitabha twice in his heart, he honestly packed up the medicine box and got out.

As the new leading imperial physician in the palace, Yu Qingcong had to go to Yu Bai's for a routine checkup.He complained as he walked, there are so many imperial physicians in the imperial palace, and you don't have any Yingying Yanyan in your harem, the people in the imperial hospital are almost idle, why do you have to drag yourself? ——Just to ask myself "Have you married a wife?"

Then you can ask those old men with gray hair and beards, and you will be sure if you ask, there are even several married ones.

In Yannan Pavilion, Yu Bai was waiting for him.Yu Qing porridge snatched the chestnut cake from his hand without hesitation: "This cake is too sweet and greasy, and it is not good for the wound recovery. You should not eat it, young master."

Yu Bai stared at the empty plate and was silent for a moment: "Physician Yu."

"Huh?" Yu Qing porridge babbled, "Although the injury is almost healed, young master, you still have to be careful not to get wet. You put away this ointment first, and if it gets wet, apply some... what?"

Yu Bai repeated: "Do you have a family?"

Yu Qing porridge: "???"

Yu Bai got the answer out of his confusion, and asked again: "Then Imperial Physician Yu has someone he likes?"

Yu Qing porridge: "... Mr. Lao asked, the fate is determined, and I am not in a hurry."

Although his unmarried young man in his twenties is indeed a bit eye-catching, and it is inevitable that someone wants to introduce him, but there is really no need to remind him twice a day that he is single, especially since the two of them still have some kind of unspeakable weirdness relation.

——Do these two people want to use him as a textbook for learning?That's really unfortunate, his bachelor's frankness and innocence.

Fate is determined.If there is a fate destined, how can we determine whether it is a good fate or a bad fate?

Don't open your mouth if it's none of your business, and shake your head when you ask.Yu Qing porridge quickly went through the rules of survival in the palace, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard Yu Bai ask: "What's on your sleeve?"

"what?"

Yu Bai stood up: "Where did you come from?"

"Qian'an Hall..." Yu Qingyu suddenly became hoarse.He watched Yu Bai's complexion change drastically, and the hand that was pulling his sleeve was supposed to be white, but the sleeve was stained with black and red blood.

Yu Qing porridge's eyes were darkened, and he almost died suddenly on the spot.

—Damn, that was put on when changing Zhao Jun's dressing.

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Of course, it is also possible that Zhao Jun deliberately let him go, after all, the itinerary to Yannan Pavilion was personally arranged by Zhao Jun.

But no matter what, the blood was blood, it was the congestion from Zhao Jun's wound, it didn't flow out from his audacity to stab the emperor, let alone spit it up on his own whim.Yu Qing porridge has been struggling in the palace for more than two years, and he is not stupid enough to say "it's just blood congestion, and there is no harm to His Majesty's body".

Seeing that Yu Bai couldn't take his eyes off the blood-stained skirt, Yu Qingcong gave the steps with understanding: "Master, can you go to Qian'an Palace?"

"What are you going to Qian'an Hall for?" Yu Bai sat down as if nothing had happened, and glanced at him lightly, "Doctor Yu still have something to do?"

Yu Qingcong shook his head like a rattle, and left in a playful manner.Before leaving, he thought to himself, Mr. Yu is not only bold but also cold-hearted, maybe Zhao Jun really died of illness in bed before Yu Bai can go to have a look.

This situation is very similar to two years ago.At that time, he had just entered the imperial hospital not long ago, and he had already heard about the public secret of Yannan Pavilion.

Yu Bai fell asleep due to high fever, while Zhao Jun sat alone in the imperial study to receive the minister's review of the memorial. He would rather spend half the afternoon sipping a cup of tea than take a glance at Yu Bai, as if the young man who was kidnapped was just a Cats and dogs, after playing with them, they threw them away.How many people in the palace will give Yu Bai a diagnosis and treatment with all their heart?

——So, if you come out to hang out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

It's all self-inflicted.Yu Qingcong was rebelliously criticizing the Dog Emperor in his heart, but he didn't know that just as he turned and left, Yu Bai's calm face suddenly turned ugly, and his knuckle fingers tightly clenched the white porcelain teacup.

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One day is full of spring, and finally wait until the night is boundless.

Like a child who made a mistake admitting his mistake in front of his parents, Feng Shishi stated in a long-term manner: "...a few days ago when I went to Qian'an Palace for a routine report, I didn't see your majesty, I only saw your majesty... Eunuch Li said that your majesty Sudden illness, so the little highness was invited to treat His Majesty overnight. I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't say much to tell you."

Yu Bai listened quietly, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his fingertips.

It was the cut cut by the eagle bone bracelet not long ago.The wound was extremely shallow and healed long ago, and it hurt for unknown reasons, as if to remind him not to forget the previous wound.

"Do you know how your Majesty is doing now?"

Feng Shishi shook his head: "If Abai wants to know, I'll ask the boss."

"Forget it, you go back." Yu Bai's voice was a little obscure.Feng Shishi hesitated for a long time, then retreated silently.

——If he told Yu Bai at this time, "Your Majesty is in good health and drank two large bowls of millet pumpkin porridge this morning", Zhao Jun would have picked off his dog's head immediately.

The brilliance of the bright moon poured into the room, and sprinkled the light like water.Yu Bai turned over irritably, before the dream started, the face of that person flashed before his eyes again.

—— Zhao Jun.

——The current emperor of Daliang.

——Used to be the most unfavored bastard, but with his own efforts to eradicate dissidents and quell the rebellion, and hold the supreme imperial power tightly in his hands, he can be called a British lord.

——He brought himself from the northwest to Chang'an, said that he regarded himself as the closest person, and asked himself if he would take him back to Yu's house in Liucheng.

The secret kiss in the afternoon, the ambiguous embrace at night, the majestic black gold dragon robe that cannot be looked directly at, the great cloak that was draped on him with his own hands, the strange and unpredictable way of being a king written by the pen in the imperial study, and the hand that dressed him with a curved shape. The thin cocoon left by the bow and the arrow, everyone can see that he is playing hard to get, and he is disturbed by this playing hard to get.

And the "A Bai" who is ridiculed, joking and...gentle regardless of occasion or location.

He seemed to have not heard this title for a long time.

When Yu Bai clearly realized what he was doing, he was fully dressed and stood in front of the gate of Qian'an Temple.

The author says:

In the next chapter, Zhao Jun is finally going to meet Yu Bai, after a long delay~

In the future, it may be possible to update stably every other day, and if Carvin will update it the next day (狗头)