The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng and the others went outside and knelt to welcome the emperor. The emperor strode into the hall, and everyone shouted, "Your Majesty, may you be well."

The emperor was in a good mood and asked everyone to stand up without any formalities. Concubine Xian also performed a court ceremony and beckoned Yanyue to come over. Yanyue was still very calm when she saw her father. She walked over and respectfully performed a court ceremony to the emperor, "Yanyue greets the emperor, may the emperor be blessed with good health."

The emperor was very surprised to see Yanyue walking normally, just like a normal person. He stretched out his hand to call Yanyue over, "Yue'er, come here and let your father take a look at you. Are you really okay?"

Yanyue had not been around many people since she was a child, most of them were women or eunuchs. She was a little afraid of men. The emperor came to see her only a few times. Although she knew that it was her father, she still subconsciously looked back at Concubine Xian, who nodded and said, "It's okay, go, Yue'er."

Yanyue walked up to the emperor, her eyes full of joy. To Yanyue, the person in front of her was not the almighty emperor, but her father, and she also longed for his love.

"Yue'er, my Yue'er is really better." The emperor looked at his daughter who was just like a normal person with a face full of surprise. Thinking of the past seven years, she had been hidden in this cold palace without seeing the sun every day, and the number of times he had visited her was also very few. He felt infinite pity for her in his heart and reached out to hold Yanyue in his arms.

Yanyue was stunned for a moment, then she was ecstatic. Her father hugged her. Her father loved her. Yanyue raised her smiling face to look at the emperor, then turned to look at Concubine Xian, with a happy smile on her face.

Wen Qingcheng said: "The princess needs to rest for a while, and then she needs to undergo the fourth course of treatment. After the fourth course is completed, the princess will be completely healthy. Then the fifth course of treatment only needs to be done once every seven days, and seven or eight times of treatment will be enough to consolidate the condition."

The emperor let go of Yanyue and looked at Wen Qingcheng with a look of joy, "Pharmacist Wen, I didn't expect that you have such amazing medical skills at such a young age. You are truly a genius."

"I learned this acupuncture technique from a hermit master, and it is also because of the princess' great fortune that such a good effect can be achieved."

The emperor smiled and said, "Pharmacist Wen is such a talented person, but he was almost framed and killed by a villain. Fortunately, the truth has come to light. You will have more good fortune in the future."

The Queen Mother said, "Pharmacist Wen is a noble of our royal family. He saved my life last time, and now he has cured my granddaughter. Emperor, you must reward Pharmacist Wen well."

The emperor smiled and said, "Of course. Pass on my decree. Wen Qingcheng has made great contributions in treating Princess Yanyue. I will specially confer the title of county lady on her and bestow the title of "Qingping" on her for the world to see."

The virtuous concubine said happily: "Master Wen, His Majesty has granted you the title of Princess Qingping. Please express your gratitude quickly."

Wen Qingcheng finally reacted and hurriedly knelt down according to the rules of Da Qi, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Wen Qingcheng knew that although the county lord was not as noble as the princess and had no actual power, she was equivalent to the second rank in the Great Qi Dynasty. It was a symbol of noble status and allowed her to wear some special clothes and jewelry. The Great Qi Dynasty had a strict hierarchy. In the palace, the clothes and jewelry of concubines of different ranks were clearly stipulated. Even in the folks, merchants' families, even if they were extremely wealthy, could not wear anything they wanted. For example, women from merchant families could wear gold, silver, and gemstones, but not jade, or accessories that symbolized status.

After leaving Baoning Palace, Wen Qingcheng got on a tightly covered sedan chair and was sent out of the palace. Mo Jinghong didn't know that Wen Qingcheng was leaving the palace today, so he probably wouldn't come to pick her up. Wen Qingcheng asked the palace servants to send her to He's.

The sedan chair moved for a while and suddenly stopped. "Eunuch, why did it stop?"

There was no reply from the outside, and Wen Qingcheng was about to ask again when the curtain of the sedan chair was suddenly opened. A familiar, enlarged handsome face appeared in front of her. "Brother Mo..."

"Come." Mo Jinghong stretched out his hand to pull Wen Qingcheng up, and carried her directly into the carriage without letting her feet touch the ground.

Wen Qingcheng sat in the carriage and looked at Mo Jinghong, feeling as if she was in another world. After twenty days of not seeing the sun, she suddenly saw Mo Jinghong and felt excited and dazed.

Mo Jinghong thought about her day and night. Why didn't this heartless girl look so happy to see him? Mo Jinghong stretched out his hands and hugged her in his arms. Feeling the little body in his arms stiffen, Mo Jinghong took a deep breath, "Are you unfamiliar with me again?"

After Mo Jinghong finished speaking, he hugged Wen Qingcheng even tighter, wishing he could rub her into his body. After twenty days and nights, until this moment when he felt her body temperature and her breath, he felt that it was real. His little girl was fine and was back with him.

Wen Qingcheng smelled the familiar scent on him and relaxed. Mo Jinghong felt the little body in his arms soften and lowered his head to ask, "Did you miss me?"

Wen Qingcheng raised her little face and looked at him. She was not the kind of clingy person. She said stubbornly, "I don't want to."

Hearing this, Mo Jinghong stretched his arms to her waist, hugged her tightly, lifted her up, and sat her on his lap. As the carriage bumped, Wen Qingcheng pressed her body against Mo Jinghong, and an ambiguous atmosphere instantly filled the entire carriage.

"Do you really not miss me at all?" Mo Jinghong's low and seductive voice sounded in Wen Qingcheng's ears.

How could Wen Qingcheng not miss him? She thought about him almost every day. When she didn't see him, she was busy treating the princess, and she thought it was nothing. But now that she saw him, in his arms, the two of them were so close, and the longing for him for so long suddenly burst. Wen Qingcheng could no longer hold back her longing for him, and slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, and murmured, "Don't talk, kiss me."

Seeing that his little girl invited him so enthusiastically, Mo Jinghong couldn't help himself and leaned over to kiss her. As the kiss between the two became deeper and deeper, Mo Jinghong's body reacted somewhere, and he let go of Wen Qingcheng, took a few deep breaths, suppressed the desire in his heart, and looked at her with a fiery gaze.

Wen Qingcheng's face became redder and redder as she was scorched by his gaze. She turned away from him and felt something hard hitting her thigh. Wen Qingcheng realized something and quickly got off Mo Jinghong's legs and sat aside.

Wen Qingcheng coughed lightly and whispered, "I have already given you the answer, do you understand?"

Mo Jinghong straightened his robe and laughed softly, "It turns out that my Cheng'er is not good at speaking, but he always proves himself with practical actions."

"Yeah, I don't say sweet words, unlike some people who just say them out loud."

Mo Jinghong raised the corner of his mouth, leaned forward, and said in a wet and hoarse voice: "Do you want me to speak with actual actions? Then I tell you, I miss you so much that I want to eat you up..."

Wen Qingcheng suddenly felt that Mo Jinghong's eyes had turned green, and she subconsciously reached out to push him away. Mo Jinghong grabbed her hands and pressed them against the wall of the carriage beside Wen Qingcheng's ears. He leaned over and kissed her again. This time he was much bolder. As they kissed, his big hands began to wander restlessly on her body. He was not an impatient person, but facing Wen Qingcheng, he really couldn't help it.