After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

When Yang Yan woke up, he didn't know what time it was, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, he was still in the main tent, but the traces of nonsense had been cleaned up without leaving a trace.

"hiss……"

Yang Yanqing wanted to move, but felt a piercing pain. It didn't come from the place behind him, but the wailing of internal organs and the soreness of muscle pulling.

The ointment on the side of the bed didn't need to look at him to know that there must be very little left in it. Yang Yanqing didn't want to recall the memory of the golden sore medicine that was originally used to smear wounds and was used by a man for his own use. He just felt his brain buzzing. ring.

"Sir, are you awake?" Sang Nianqi, who lifted the curtain and came in, was carrying medicine and porridge. Seeing that the person on the bed was open-eyed and didn't know what to think, she hurried forward, "The prince just went out not long ago. It's outside the hang tent."

Yang Yanqing said slowly: "Xiao Sang...do you know what time it is?"

"Ah?" Sang Nianqi was stunned for a moment, "Know, know?"

"Well, remember to tell your master when you go back." After finishing speaking, Yang Yanqing let himself fall into the darkness that kept pulling him. At the moment before his consciousness finally fell silent, what he was thinking in his mind was——

This wave, no loss.

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Yang Yanqing fell into a coma, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on a canopy bed in the inner room of the main courtyard of Jingbei Prince's Mansion.

Well……

Yang Yanqing moved his head, his eyes swept across the extra familiar objects in the inner room, his brows slightly raised and lowered.

"What evil thoughts are going on in your head? Your eyeballs are rolling around, and you are not at all restless!" Dr. Gan's voice came from the top of his head. The stern-faced little old man was holding a small medicine pestle in his hand, and another The bowl in one hand contained some sticky juice that looked like something had been mashed.

Dr. Gan put the bowl aside, sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Yang Yanqing's wrist carefully to feel his pulse, his expression became more and more strange.

Yang Yanqing looked at the little old man's unusually rich expression, and said amusedly: "If you can make Dr. Gan so sad, it seems that my life is not long?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense and smash my signboard!" Dr. Gan stuffed Yang Yanqing's arm back into the quilt and covered it, and said angrily, "You are really brave enough, I haven't given you the medicine yet If you try a rabbit, you dare to eat it by yourself, and you are not afraid that your intestines will not wake up after eating it?"

That's why I had to do everything I wanted to do before I passed out.

Yang Yanqing thought in his heart, but said: "Isn't it all right? Dr. Gan's medical skills are among the best in the Jianghu, so what could happen?"

Dr. Gan would not be overwhelmed by this sweet compliment wrapped in honey. When this man was sent back in a coma, he was almost scared to death!Immediately, his eyes glared: "You still talk back, don't you?! Don't want to repent!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Yang Yanqing lowered his eyes, looking pitiful and wronged.

Dr. Gan doesn't want to take this set now, he sneered and said: "Then dare to do it next time?"

Yang Yanqing answered in his heart: Mmm!On the face, there is a slight remorse and sincerity to correct mistakes.

Dr. Gan sighed as he looked at it, and said softly, "Actually, you should also feel it this time. The sequelae are not as strong as last time."

"Yes, it's like two years ago when the toxicity wasn't that great." It was Yang Yanqing himself who was poisoned, and he was naturally able to experience the difference at the first time than Dr. Gan, "The internal breath can still be used up to now. It’s just that the body still hurts.”

"It hurts?" Speaking of this, Dr. Gan's expression was calm, and he lowered his face again, "You don't know what you did yourself? You were pressed and gnawed from the beginning to the end, why do you think it hurts?"

Yang Yanqing: "..." So it's because of the pain?

Mixed with the sequelae of medication, it's no wonder that Dr. Gan's face is so dark.

"But there's one thing I can't understand. I still have to ask you what you did." Dr. Gan said, stroking his long beard and frowning again and again, "The reason why I didn't give you the medicine before, Xiao Sang also told you Having said that, you are taking the method of fighting poison with poison, and the effect of the medicine can be said to be much stronger than last time, but you seem to have relaxed a lot this time overall, what else did you eat?"

Yang Yanqing was stunned, of course he understood the principle of mutual restraint of medicines, so he was very careful not to touch other medicines after taking the pills. Back to the capital.

Dr. Gan glanced at his expression, guessed what he was thinking, and said, "You were rushed back by King Jingbei with Juan in his arms, and everyone in the capital now knows that you were brought back to the palace in a coma by King Jingbei." , it was even more sensational than the last time when he passed through the road covered in blood, are you satisfied?

But this time you passed out, you are more obedient than before, and you can feed porridge and water. "

It is precisely because of this that Dr. Gan urgently wants to know what is the key point that caused Yang Yanqing's series of improvements.

Yang Yanqing felt that his throat was a little itchy, coughed lightly twice, and then said slowly: "I really didn't eat anything, but if it comes to medicine..."

He thought of the nonsense that lasted for an unknown amount of time in the blue|sky|white|day, thought for a while and replied: "That should be the bottle of golden sore medicine."

"Cure for sores? Are you injured?" Dr. Gan instantly understood something from Yang Yanqing's subtle expression as soon as he spoke. bottle?"

"A small brown jar." Yang Yanqing was quite impressed with that small jar - of course, he was even more impressed with the pale yellow paste inside.

"Okay, I'll go back and think about it." Dr. Gan picked up the half-pounded unknown sticky paste on the small coffee table and was about to go out, but Yang Yanqing stopped him.

"Cough, um...Doctor Gan," Yang Yanqing said with a little embarrassment on his face, "Do you want to make some more of that ointment?"

Dr. Gan let out a heck expressionless expression, and walked away straight away with his sleeves flung, not wanting to care for the wayward guy on the bed who was thinking about eating before his injury healed.

Not long after the little old man went out, a clean-looking man walked in, holding a dark fuxiqin in his arms, and a small box that should have been lying on the desk in Yang Yanqing's room.

Seeing Yang Yanqing lying sideways on the bed and looking at him with his eyes open, Xiao Jinghe's heart melted into one piece, and he put the things in his hands properly in the inner hall, which is only a door away from the inner room, where Xiao Jinghe usually works At this time, he very generously designated an area to put these objects of Yang Yanqing.

It's just that Xiao Jinghe didn't move anything about the Zhen Fusi's items, they were still piled up in the yard pulled out by Yang Yanqing, and guarded by Jin Yiwei.

When passing by the table, Xiao Jinghe poured a glass of water to test the temperature, then sat on the edge of the bed, and said in a low voice, "Drink some water?"

Yang Yanqing followed Xiao Jinghe's extended hand and sat up slightly, leaning against the man's arms, raising his eyebrows lazily: "So this is the service that Princess Jingbei really enjoys?"

"The day you came back, Dr. Gan took your pulse, and pointed at this king's nose and cursed for several hours." Xiao Jinghe's eyes flashed self-blame, "At that time... I lost control."

When he woke up, Yang Yanqing passed out without knowing when, blood was everywhere on the bed, and the dark red color was sticky and greasy on the scholar's fair skin, Xiao Jinghe was so scared that his murderous desire disappeared instantly After careful inspection, he found that the wound on his body was torn and contaminated Yang Yanqing's body, and he was relieved.

It's just that grooming and dressing the scholar afterwards is really a matter of extremely testing self-control... Xiao Jinghe feels his heart beat faster when he thinks about it now, and his earlobes quietly climbed up into a blush.

Yang Yanqing, who was leaning in this man's arms, immediately felt the restlessness somewhere, patted Xiao Jinghe's leg, and said with a smile: "My lord, let him be more obedient, don't be so energetic. By the way, Doctor Gan just asked me It wasn't that I took anything else, the effect of the medicine seemed to be unexpected this time, I told the truth that I wanted Dr. Gan to make more medicine for sores, but Dr. Gan got angry and went out to ignore me. "

"I can't control it." Xiao Jinghe was confident, then lowered his head and gnawed at the tip of the scholar's white, tender and shiny ear, and satisfactorily followed Yang Yanqing's words to joke, "Why didn't you eat anything else? Didn't you eat a lot? Also, there is no need for the golden sore medicine, there are plenty of ointments in the palace, and there are any flavors you want."

A man who has sex is different. Before, no matter how you tease him, he looks like a glaring King Kong who is calm, but now he can't see it.

But what kind of person is Yang Yanqing? How many words come from the eyes of the book? Although he has never eaten pork before, he can't hear the dirty words in Fengyuechang. It is almost impossible to make him feel ashamed. Immediately said quietly : "It's just that I didn't think of it just now. This method of collecting yang and replenishing yang should be studied by Dr. Gan."

"...Research is not necessary." Xiao Jinghe thought of something, his face darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Ever since Sang Nianqi and the others went back to Beijing and said something to Dr. Gan, the little old man looked at him like a wild boar that had gnawed its own cabbage.

At first Xiao Jinghe didn't take it seriously, until today the dark guard faltered and reported that the mansion was rumored that he and the princess had consummated their marriage for the first time, and then passed out. He didn't wake up until now, Xiao Jinghe immediately understood Where does Dr. Gan's temperament come from?

Originally, ever since Xiao Jinghe and Yang Yanqing got married, the peachy rumors on King Jingbei's head had never been broken. From the time when the two of them didn't get along with him and injured the scholar, to the time when he carried Yang Yanqing, who was covered in blood, into the aisle and went straight into the palace. Now that the consummation room has made people faint for several days, the image of King Jingbei, who was cold and rigid in the capital, and no one dared to look directly at him, was suddenly entangled by these peachy rumors and softened by three or four points.

In the past, wherever King Jingbei went, those common people would look at him curiously from afar, but now on the way Xiao Jinghe came back from the barracks, there were girls and boys who dared to throw flowers and jade pendants at him.

In the teahouse and bookstore, there are even more words about Jingbei Wang and his wife. From the beginning of careful exploration, after discovering that Jingbei Wangfu and Zhenfusi didn't care, now all the plots of past and present, goblin repaying kindness, and obsessive obsession with three lives have all appeared. It came out, and the writing was more sincere and touching than the protagonist Xiao Jinghe.

"By the way, it's been half a year since we got married, and the prince hasn't taken me to the ancestral hall. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. How about going to pay respects to our ancestors today?" Yang Yanqing said suddenly.

When Xiao Jinghe heard this, the original smile in his eyes gradually dissipated, showing a little resistance.

Yang Yanqing straightened up sensitively and turned to look at Xiao Jinghe, unexpectedly said: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jinghe pulled him into his arms again, still not satisfied, he insisted on putting his hands into the cuffs of Yang Yanqing's obscene clothes against the scholar's skin, feeling the delicate touch with warmth, and then slowly said: "This For several years...this king has never opened an ancestral hall."

"Before the death of the father, the king left a last word, no matter what, he must share the memorial tablet with the mother and concubine, and let the king not have to pay homage to the cold food during the Qingming Festival."

Therefore, in the ancestral hall of Prince Jingbei's mansion, there is a tablet dedicated to that woman.

Yang Yanqing gently held Xiao Jinghe's wrist with his backhand, stared at the intertwined skin of the two, and said softly after watching for a long time: "Have you ever thought about the possibility that the father may have left something in the ancestral hall?" ?”

According to the information investigated by Jin Yiwei, the old King Jingbei did not have much love for Princess Jingbei back then, and would not forget to leave such a last word before he died. Thinking about Xiao Jinghe's reluctance to open an ancestral hall for decades It was hard to prevent Yang Yanqing from suspecting that the old King Jingbei deliberately circled a place in the palace where Xiao Jinghe, as the next King Jingbei, would not easily set foot after his death.

The author has something to say:

Yang Yanqing: Literally trying to take advantage of me?Impossible, impossible in this lifetime

Xiao Jinghe: This king can take advantage of other places...

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Chapter 50 is over, you two can be considered to have entered the normal mode of getting along after marriage... Mom, I am really relieved [gratified]

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Mingshi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 100 bottles of Ami tofu; 10 bottles of a gluttonous guinea pig, 5 bottles of dust; [-] bottles of psyllium and cassia;

Stick it babies!Pooh!