Quick travel to find memories

Chapter 117 Sister, I want you to rub it

Although Huo Yige was shocked, Zhu Qing'an seemed to make him even more obsessed, and he couldn't help but be fascinated by her...

After everyone left, Huo Yige and Ling Huaici came out of the pavilion.

Huo Yige glanced at the unconscious jailer on the ground, "tsk tsk" twice, covered his mouth and nose, and ordered people to carry him away for treatment: "He is quite smart. If he is lucky enough to survive this time, transfer him to my side!"

The other jailers immediately received the order to carry away the unconscious person, and the bloody smell in the air dissipated a lot in an instant.

Huo Yige picked up the whip that Qinghan had just thrown away, studied it carefully, wiped it carefully, and then seemed to be talking to himself, as if asking: "Thank you, my dear, can I be sincere?"

Ling Huaici frowned and reminded: "Since ancient times, beautiful women have been the cause of trouble. Your Majesty needs to stay sober at all times and not act impulsively."

Huo Yige let out a long breath: "I am very sober now."

Ling Huaici didn't say anything else. He was thinking about something, and his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper...

After a long while, Huo Yige exhaled: "Well, I know, let's go back!"

……

Qinghan carried the person to Kunning Palace in one breath. Shuzhu saw them from a distance and rushed over. She asked in panic, "What happened to Huaju?"

Qing Han was a little anxious, but still comforted her: "Don't worry, go find the imperial physician, find Imperial Physician Song."

Shu Zhu didn't ask why she specifically named Imperial Physician Song. She just nodded hurriedly, picked up her skirt and rushed to the Imperial Hospital.

On the way, they met an imperial physician appointed by the emperor. The man said he was Imperial Physician Song. Shuzhu nodded happily and led the way.

When the two arrived, Qinghan had just changed Huaju's clothes and wiped her body clean. She stood up and said to Song Yiren solemnly, "Miss Song, I'll leave her to you!"

Song Yiren was a little caught off guard by her polite plea.

However, what made her even more panicked was the word "Miss Song".

In the entire palace, no one except Governor Xie knew that she was a woman. How did she know...

The top priority right now should be to treat the patients. Doctors have a kind heart. Song Yiren's beliefs do not allow her to dwell on these things. She responded to Qinghan's words, then walked up to Huaju and started taking her pulse.

"You guys go out first, I want to check her body." Song Yiren asked everyone to leave.

After Qinghan left, she asked Shuzhu, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Shuzhu explained what happened on the way. Qinghan frowned and asked, "The emperor's order?"

Why doesn't she believe it?!

After two sticks of incense, Song Yiren finally came out. She bowed to Qinghan and said, "My Lady, the girl is fine now. Don't worry."

Qinghan nodded. She saw that Song Yiren was a little confused and seemed to be thinking about something.

Qing Han asked, "Doctor Song, what do you want to ask?"

Song Yiren looked at Qinghan with complicated eyes, and then looked at the maids and nannies around Qinghan. Qinghan immediately understood, and she said, "Shuzhu, you go down first and guard the door."

"Yes." Shuzhu, Nanny Xi and other maids left, and Song Yiren asked, "Excuse me..., how did the Imperial Concubine know..., I..."

Before she could finish, Qing Han chuckled and replied, "I have never seen such a handsome and delicate man!"

Song Yiren blushed when she was told this, and at the same time, she noticed that she referred to herself as "I" instead of "this lady".

This made people feel very comfortable. Song Yiren became interested in the only imperial concubine living in Kunning Palace and had a good first impression of her.

You must know that the people who lived in Kunning Palace in the past eventually became the queen!

Song Yiren and Qinghan chatted for a while, and Qinghan roughly understood who sent her...

Ling Huaici, this man is much softer than she thought.

"Your Majesty, please stop. Let Miss Shuzhu come with me to get the prescription!" Song Yiren turned around and stopped Qinghan from continuing to send her off.

Qinghan had no choice but to nod, and Shuzhu bowed and followed.

"Strange, why is the girl who just looked so miserable now jumping around so happily!?"

Nanny Xi looked at Shuzhu and Song Yiren's backs a few more times as they left, and guessed, "Maybe it's a recognition of the medical skills of Imperial Physician Song!"

Qinghan raised her eyebrows. Is that so? Why doesn't it look like that to me?

……

At night, Shuzhu cooked the medicine, and under Qinghan's supervision, Huaju drank the whole bowl.

Her expression was as if she had eaten shit, and her face was flushed red from holding it in.

Qing Han took out a nougat from her waist and handed it to her: "Well, if it's bitter, just eat candy, and don't make that scary expression again!"

Huaju took the candy and put it in her mouth, smiling and saying, "Thank you, Madam!"

Qinghan smiled and said, "Let's go! Shuzhu."

Shuzhu closed the door for her and went back to his room.

Huaju glanced at the scars on her body, her eyes filled with sadness. It didn’t hurt that much, right? Why did she want to cry so much...

With a "whoosh", the window seemed to be pried open from the outside.

"Who?!" Huaju immediately became alert and adjusted herself to a state of preparation for battle.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." Ye Qi lifted the curtain and walked closer.

When their eyes met, meeting Huaju's red eyes, Ye Qi had the urge to hug her and hold her in his arms.

Finally, reason prevailed, and he took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom and said, "This is the best wound medicine that the master gave me last year. If you apply it, there will be no scars."

Huaju picked up the small bottle, feeling a little touched, and a tear fell unconsciously: "Thank you."

Ye Qi raised his hands, and Hua Ju wiped away her tears hastily: "Excuse me."

Ye Qi shook his head silently: "You have a good rest, I'm leaving first!"

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

Huaju tightly grasped the bottle of golden medicine, and soon her breathing became even...

*

Shuzhu returned to his room, sat on the table, took out the prescription written by Imperial Physician Song from his arms, and liked it more and more as he read it.

Looking at those neat and beautiful lines of handwriting, Shuzhu felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

These words seem to be his masterpiece written with great care, and every stroke contains his concentration and passion.

The image of him writing seriously during the day unconsciously emerged in my mind. It was a beautiful picture.

The sunlight poured in through the window, caressing his face like thin golden threads.

His skin looked particularly delicate in the sun, as if emitting a faint glow. His eyes were focused and firm, revealing his love and persistence for writing, as well as his seriousness and responsibility for medicine.

The movements of his hands were light and graceful, like a dancer dancing on the paper, which was extremely pleasing to the eye. The slender fingers jumped back and forth on the paper, just like the fingertips of a pianist dancing on the strings of a guitar.

Every stroke of the pen was so precise, and every word was so perfect. Between each stroke, it seemed as if there were twinkling stars. These words were like strings of pearls, stringing together his thoughts and emotions.

"The handwriting reflects the person..." She said it unconsciously, in a voice so soft that it seemed that only she could hear it. These four words echoed in her heart. His handwriting was so beautiful, so moving, just like him, full of charm and connotation.

"So handsome!" Shu Zhu couldn't help but sigh again, moved by his talent and beauty.

These words are the confession of his soul, the expression of his emotions, his respect for medicine, and his love for calligraphy.

Shuzhu seemed to see his inner world and feel his warmth and sincerity. At this moment, she seemed to be in touch with his heart and share this beautiful emotion.

At the same time, these words will become an eternal memory in her heart, shining with his light forever. In her heart, Imperial Doctor Song will always have a holy filter.

*

"The Emperor has arrived..." Xiao Shunzi hadn't finished shouting when he was interrupted by Huo Yige's eyes: "Shh, don't disturb her!" Xiao Shunzi was so scared that he quickly shut his mouth, nodded timidly, and then quietly retreated.

Huo Yige gently pushed open Qinghan's door. It was quiet inside, without any sound, as if there was no one there.

But in fact, Qinghan was not really asleep. Before Xiao Shunzi shouted, she sensitively sensed that someone was coming.

Huo Yige tiptoed over, afraid to make any noise. As he walked, he carefully took off his clothes and shoes, then turned around and was about to walk to the bed when he suddenly stumbled and fell backwards: "Wow! Sister is awake?"

Qinghan had actually sat up a long time ago. When she heard Huo Yige call her "Sister", she was a little surprised and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and look at him.

Huo Yige held his head with one hand, his expression somewhat painful, and looked at Qinghan pitifully, and said in a coquettish tone: "Sister, I have a headache, I need you to rub it~"

Qinghan: ...Fuck, acting cute is the ultimate killer!

Qing Han looked at the boy in front of her who was not yet 18 years old, with a puppy-like appearance, and was acting coquettishly to her in such a soft and cute voice. Her heart instantly became extremely soft.

She couldn't resist this cute charm, her resistance was almost zero!