Chapter 923: The emperor also heals?

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She tried to retract her hand, but the big hand was pinched too tightly for her to succeed.
Helpless, Nalanchu whispered, "Master Diao Chan, are you thirsty, hungry?" This is her killer.
It's okay not to ask this, to remind someone when asked.
Diao Chan's face changed suddenly. "Call the eunuch, I want to release."
"Okay." Nalanchu was relieved.
When Diao Chan saw Na Lanchu turned and left, he felt unwilling. Ben let go of his hand and pinched it again.
Nalanchu was shocked. "Sir, you ..."
Although he knew he was immoral, Diao Chan couldn't help but make fun of it. "I was negligent. What are we called? Can you help me?"
Nalanchu's face was instantly red like a lantern, "This ... this ... Marten ... Martes ... Sir ... this ... this ... not right."
Diao Chan feels that he can still hold on for a while, "Not right? At first, shouldn't you still help me clean up? So, I think you need to clean up."
"This ... this ..." Nalanchu really hated himself. What he wanted to do at the first impulse, what should I do now, so embarrassing? Is it possible to help Master Diao Chan release and wipe himself?
Diao Chan looked almost and couldn't help himself, so she let go of her gently, "OK, go to the eunuch."
After Nalanchu was free, Fei also ran out.
Diao Chan laughed, but that laughter didn't last long, and there was a sound of heartbreaking pain.
After an hour.
Diao Chan released his hands and asked the to help him wipe his body, rinse his mouth, wash his face, and ventilate the window in the room to burn some incense. This made the invite Nalan Chu to come in.
Nalanchu was not idle, and found a place to bathe and change his clothes.
The two met again, standing and lying down, one embarrassed and one relaxed.
Diao Chan tilted his head, "Ran?"
Nalanchu blushed. "... Um."
Diao Chan frowned slightly. "Wipe the rouge?"
Nalanchu's face turned redder—yes, she just rubbed her rouge.
"It looks good."
"..."
Nalanchu continued to be shy. Diao Chan didn't answer anything no matter what he said. Helplessly, "Well, not to tease you. Can you perform internal force treatment today?"
Nalanchu nodded, and then shook his head suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Diao Chan didn't understand.
"I ... I ..." Nalanchu stammered. "I'm heartbeat too fast now, my hands ... tremble, I'm afraid I can't control the internal force."
Diao Chan paused for a moment, then laughed again, and the laughter naturally caused pain.
Nalanchu looked at the smiling and crying Diao Chan, and sighed quietly, "Why is it?"
Diao Chan eased easily, "When can I be calm?"
Nalanchu took a deep breath. "Soon, let me calm down."
"You are quiet."
Nalanchu turned and walked out of the door. Just after leaving the door, Diao Chan faintly heard the woman's silver bell-like laughter.
Diao Chan was very depressed. "Is that ... ridiculous?"
After an hour.
Nalanchu's treatment for Diao Chan ends.
Diao Chan not only felt the numbness of the chest cavity, but also felt his own skin for the first time, "God! It's so god! Did you know that the heroine has invented many special medicines, but it's really amazing that you . "
Nalanchu looked pale. "The emperor knows how to heal?" His voice was trembling because she was exhausted.
"Yes, but the emperor's diagnosis of the pulse is not good. The doctors of the meeting are all left-handed, such as anatomy."
"Anatomy?"