Chapter 1878: Wife, I am so hurt (53)

I didn’t expect to be out of the temple door, and I was called by Nalan Feng.
When Nalan Fengyue entered the palace, she noticed an unusual feeling.
She is an emperor and has always been sensitive and suspicious. Otherwise, the North is often annexed by other countries.
After a few trials, the doubts in my heart are much less.
Also, the emperor has always loved the male color, always squatting, and the temper is inevitably a bit broken.
After the events that happened last night, Nalan’s doubts were even more eliminated.
Shen Mubai was given a seat. "I don't know what happened to the emperor who told me to come."
Nalan Fengyue said, "I don't know if the emperor still remembers what the National Teacher once said?"
Shen Mubai pretend to frown, and screamed coldly. "If it is not a national teacher, why should the king wait until the age of 19."
Nalan Fengyue said, "This is about your safety. The prediction of the national division has always been very good. You are used to it, and you can't control you." She glanced at the woman, meaning profound, "朕I heard that you stayed in the temple of the little beauty last night."
Shen Mubai did not think that "the emperor is nothing more than worried that the king can't hold it." She opened the crescent mark on her arm. "This emperor should always be relieved."
With such familiar complaints and impatience in her words, Nalan Fengyue’s doubts were less, and then it seemed to be inadvertent.
You also know what the Queen’s mother left for you. The men in the world are many. Don't put your heart on one person, that thing can't be lost."
If there is no Nalan’s mindful memory, Shen Mubai might have to plant it. She smiled.
The emperor is relieved, I know where to put the safest thing.

Nalan Fengyue sighed, which completely eliminated doubts. "If it falls into the hands of others, it will be troublesome."
....
Coming back from the emperor, Shen Mubai came to the doctor.
The doctor’s routine took the pulse and sank for a while. It seemed to be a bit of a fuss.
Wang Ye, can you let this son give another hand to the old man?

She nodded. "Taiwan doctors are watching."
The doctor touched the pulse, and after about half a column of incense, he told the accompanying child to cook a bowl of medicine.
Shen Mubai could not help but ask, "Taiwan, can his body be cured?"
Too healed the beard and shook his head. "Chen now dare not bow to the conclusion, and then he can give the prince an answer."
Yin Xueyuan was lying on the bed, covering his lips and coughing up, his body was weak and pale.
The doctor gave me a eccentric look, and looked at the woman again.
Shen Mubai, "Taiwan has something to say."
The doctor coughed a bit, quite vaguely. "This son is poorly tempered, and he still hopes that Wang Ye will not make people toss a lot."
The teenager's face was thin, red and red, and his eyes were faint. He was so shy that he could not even bury himself in the bedding.
Shen Mubai, "....."
She really has a hard time to say.
I can only swallow a grievance.
After about an hour, the boy of the decocting came back.
Let the bowl of medicine cool down a bit, too medical doctors used to say, "The son only needs to drink it, and the old man will know if his heart is really true."
Yin Xueyuan took a long, pale finger and took it, and some nervous and worried.
The doctor said, "Wang Ye, you comfort the son, and he is afraid that he will spit it out when he accidentally waits."
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