Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Jing Hanzhang raised his eyebrows: "Why are you asking this? Do you really want to invite me to the Flower Festival?"

Yan Xingyu choked for breath and couldn't get up or down, so he could only let go of the hand that was pinching the corner of Jing Hanzhang's clothes, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Jing Hanzhang had a "really so" look on his face, and he unconsciously raised a smile on his face, but he was still reserved: "After the New Year's Day, I will discuss with my father to build a palace. If it has not been completed yet, I will definitely go No."

Yan Xingyu squatted there, with gloom written all over his body.

Jing Hanzhang was inexplicably flustered, he coughed, and made amends dryly: "But if it can be completed, I will go."

Yan Xingyu nodded, but still did not speak.

No wonder he tried his best to hint so much, but Jing Hanzhang still didn't recognize him, he thought he was a girl.

Yan Xingyu thought sullenly: "You are the girl's family."

He was weak and sick since he was a child, and rarely went out. The only time he was six years old was at the Huachao Festival. saved.

When Yan Xingyu was young, he was carved from jade, like a person carved from jade, and he did look like a little girl. It is understandable for Jing Hanzhang to admit his mistakes.

But Yan Xingyu was just angry.

Jing Hanzhang saw that he had been silent for a while, and seemed sad, so he cautiously stretched out his hand and poked Yan Xingyu, and said in a low voice, "Yan Xinglu? Are you angry?"

After Jing Hanzhang finished speaking, he stared at his fingertips as if he had seen a ghost.

He is the majestic Seventh Prince, when did he have to coax others so carefully?

While he was secretly annoyed, Yan Xingyu raised his head slightly, revealing red eye sockets.

Jing Hanzhang immediately surrendered: "Don't cry, do you hear? Isn't it just to go to the Huachao Festival? Go, your highness has promised you! Even if the father stops me, I will rush out of the palace, will it work?"

Yan Xingyu nodded: "Okay, thank you Your Highness."

Seeing that he didn't cry, Jing Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief, but recalled his promise just now, and regretfully wanted to slap himself.

What was he so anxious about just now? !

Jing Hanzhang left the palace angrily, and went back to Xiangfu to drink the bitter medicine.

It was strange to say that Yan Xingyu Mingming was so afraid of Yuxi that he would die, Jing Hanzhang thought he was a terrible person, but after two days of getting along with him, he realized that the miracle doctor seemed not as weird as the rumors said.

Yu Xi is a night owl, he sleeps during the day and wakes up at night.

He prescribed a bunch of medicine to Jing Hanzhang every day, and when he came to check his pulse at night, he saw the unhealed pinholes on Yan Xingyu's legs, his eyes suddenly sank, as if he was thinking about something.

Aman was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing, as if he was afraid of the fish breathing violently and hitting someone.

Jing Hanzhang wasn't afraid at first, but when he saw that Aman's face turned pale with fright, he started to look directly at Yuxi, and wondered how he would punish "Yan Xingyu".

Unexpectedly, Yu Xi just took a look, then covered him with the quilt, yawned, and said vaguely: "Add another medicine, don't move around for a few days."

Jing Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and said hello.

Yu Xi didn't seem to get enough sleep, so he left after giving instructions, as if he was busy with removing the poison for Mrs. Lin.

As soon as Yuxi left, Aman immediately ran forward, sweating profusely: "You... are you okay? Are you still alive? Did that evil ghost do something strange to you?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang looked at him strangely, ghost?Is there any way to describe the doctor like this?

But the fear on Aman's face couldn't be faked, so Jing Hanzhang had no choice but to move his body and said, "It's nothing."

Only then did Aman breathe a sigh of relief, and said with tears in his eyes: "God, open your eyes, Aman just thought he was going to draw a knife and cut off your leg!"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

is it so serious?

The poison on Mr. Lin's body is really difficult to cure, but it is not too difficult for Yu Xi. He wrote a prescription and asked Mr. Lin to find the medicine. After finding the strange medicines on the prescription and heal him.

Those medicines were so strange that some of them were not even in the national treasury, so the emperor had to send people to look for them outside, and it probably took half a month to find them all.

Taifu Lin was in a good mood, and the daily morning class was delayed even longer, Jing Hanzhang was so annoyed that he almost kicked the table in class, and managed to hold back.

After three days of morning classes like this, on the morning of the fourth day, the two finally switched back.

Yan Xingyu read the manuscript all night, only to feel dizzy for a while, opened his eyes again, and he had returned to the prime minister's mansion.

He sat up, stretched out his hand to look at his pale palm, and suddenly smiled.

Aman came in to wait on him, saw the smile on his face, and said happily: "My lord, you are back."

Yan Xingyu nodded: "What time is it now, have I taken any medicine?"

Aman said: "Not yet, the fish genius doctor is decocting medicine."

As soon as he heard Doctor Yu, Yan Xingyu shuddered again, called Aman to him, and asked in a low voice, "He didn't want to kill people these days, did he?"

"No." Aman shook his head, "He just came here every day to check his pulse and make medicine, without even saying a serious word."

Yan Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief silently. Yuxi is generally not a person who suppresses his temper. He usually loses his temper on the spot and won't hold it down for so long.

After a while, Yu Xi walked in with the medicine.

Yan Xingyu rolled his eyes when he saw him.

Yu Xi's hand holding the medicine bowl suddenly exerted force, and the porcelain bowl shattered directly in his palm with a click, and the hot medicine drenched his entire palm.

Yan Xingyu was startled, and quickly lifted the quilt to get out of bed to look at him, but Yuxi gave an impatient "tsk", raised his hand and threw the debris aside, and wiped the medicine stains on his palm with his sleeves.

His palm was burnt red, but he didn't seem to care, and ordered Aman to cook a bowl of medicine again according to his prescription.

Yan Xingyu looked at him with some guilt.

Yu Xi walked over slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, without lifting his eyelids, and said lazily, "Give me your hand."

Yan Xingyu lowered his head and handed him his hand timidly.

Yu Xi casually probed his pulse, and asked casually, "Is the silver needle fun?"

Yan Xingyu froze all over, and instinctively shrank his body into the quilt, and the fingers clasping his wrist suddenly exerted force, Yan Xingyu's wrist hurt, and he didn't dare to move immediately.

Yu breathed slowly: "Answer."

Yan Xingyu knew that he was counting on the acupuncture points with the silver needles, so he didn't dare to cover up any more, and whispered: "It's not fun, it hurts."

"Oh." Yu Xi said, "How dare you know it hurts?"

Yan Xingyu didn't want to talk about this, so he had to change the subject and said, "Do you see that it wasn't me a few days ago?"

Yu Xi sneered: "If it was really you, you would have been trembling with fright when you saw me."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Actually...he wasn't that cowardly either.

Yuxi lifted the quilt, and slowly caressed Yan Xingyu's knee through a thin layer of obscene clothes, stretching out his hand to pinch it from time to time.

Yan Xingyu has long been used to it, and will take the initiative to say, "It hurts a little."

Yu Xi nodded casually: "Well, I did it all by myself, bear with it."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yuxi pressed Yan Xingyu's knee hard, and said in a low voice: "If you don't want your knee bone to be broken and grow again, then don't touch the needle again."

Yan Xingyu frowned in pain, but nodded obediently: "Okay."

"Good boy." Yu Xi said in a perfunctory manner, "You called me back from Southern Xinjiang on purpose, what's the important thing? If not, then forget about your legs."

Yan Xingyu coughed dryly, and said, "I just want you to diagnose a person's pulse."

Yu Xi: "Jing Hanzhang?"

Yan Xingyu asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Yu Xi said: "Guess randomly, there are not many people who can take care of you, so what exactly does Jing Hanzhang have..."

Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at him strangely: "Couldn't he be the one who gave you the golden scorpion when you were young?"

Yan Xingyu was in awe: "How did you know?"

Yu Xi said: "Guess, after all, according to what you said, anyone who can casually give a stranger a golden key is either rich or expensive."

Yan Xingyu was completely convinced: "Yes, it's him."

Yu Xi asked, "Did he recognize you?"

Speaking of this, Yan Xingyu felt a little depressed: "No, he recognized me as a little girl."

"Hey." Yu Xi thought for a while, and suddenly became interested, "That's just right, you should take this opportunity to wear a skirt, maybe your strange disease that is afraid of women will be cured."

Yan Xingyu immediately opened his eyes wide and shook his head desperately: "I don't wear them."

"Tsk, with your repulsive attitude, when will it be cured?"

Yan Xingyu shrank back in fear: "You, as long as you don't need the bone shrinking technique to turn into a woman and crawl on my bed in the middle of the night, it will be fine."

The main reason why Yan Xingyu is so afraid of fish's breath is that the treatment of fish's breath is too heaven-defying.

His legs were paralyzed, and the breath of the fish interrupted his legs to grow again;

Afraid of women, Yuxi would turn into a woman and pounce on Yan Xingyu from time to time, scaring Yan Xingyu, who was caught off guard, jumping three feet high, and sometimes he was so scared that he had a heart attack.

If you take advantage of the fish's interest, you will break through and then stand up.

Every time Yan Xingyu heard these four words, he wanted to spray him in the face.

Yu Xi let out an "oh", seemingly agreeing, but at night, she still used the bone shrinking technique to turn into a graceful and beautiful woman who couldn't take her eyes off, and threw herself on Yan Xingyu as soon as she came in.

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu almost had a heart attack, and gasped violently while clutching his chest: "Fish breath!"

Because he wanted to treat Yan Xingyu's illness, Yu Xi was very familiar with pretending to be a woman these years, pinched his throat, and said softly: "I'm here, what can you tell me, Master?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu almost got goose bumps all over his body.

"I'm all dressed up." Yu didn't waste his breath, and said, "Come on, cure the disease first."

Yan Xingyu almost wrote his resistance all over his body: "I don't want it!"

Yu Xi didn't care about him, and rushed forward with light work, grabbing Yan Xingyu's wrist.

Then Yan Xingyu spat it out in front of his face.

Yuxi: "..."

Yu breathed quietly and said: "I remember you were not that serious before, or did my appearance make you sick?"

Yan Xingyu was about to collapse, and said on the verge of death: "His Royal Highness's palace is full of maids, I have nowhere to hide."

He endured it for so many days, but his condition got worse.

It can be seen that Yuxi's method of breaking and then erecting is useless at all.

Yu Xi froze for a moment before realizing that this "His Royal Highness" refers to Jing Hanzhang.

"What kind of god is your mother, I really want to see and see. After so many years, you can still make you react so strongly?" Yu Xi said angrily, "If it really doesn't work, I will change the method. "

Yan Xingyu avoided talking about his mother's affairs, and said weakly: "You should have changed long ago."

Yu Xi glanced at him, changed back to his original appearance, helped Yan Xingyu to feed a pill, and didn't feel relieved until Yan Xingyu's face looked better.

Yan Xingyu leaned sleepily on the soft couch, his face was full of weakness and illness.

Yu Xi was going out for a trip at night, so he didn't stay long. Before leaving, he took out a bright red skirt and said solemnly, "Little girl, this is my favorite one. Wear it well."

The "little girl" surnamed Yan: "..."

Yan Xingyu almost kicked him.