Chapter 29 He Wants to Get Close to Her

Xiahou Yu put down his pen and looked at the doctors busy making soup and boiling medicine. He said to himself, "Yan... The Imperial Concubine is really thinking about these new ladies who have entered the palace."

As he sorted herbs with his apprentice, he casually said, "That's right. Now everyone in the palace says that the Imperial Concubine has really changed. She's gentle and kind, and treats her subordinates very well. Everyone is trying their best to squeeze into Changchun Palace and work there. Everyone says that the palace is much more comfortable and at ease under the Imperial Concubine than when the Imperial Concubine was in charge. As long as the job is done well and the rules are not broken, the Imperial Concubine will not ask so many questions. Unlike the Imperial Concubine, who asks about everything and controls everything, as if she wants to control you to death. Now people are spreading rumors that the Imperial Concubine should be confined to her house for a few more months."

There was a glimmer of light in Xiahou Yu's narrow eyes.

He raised his hand and patted the back of his apprentice's neck. "You've improved. How dare you talk about the master and his wife behind their backs? If you take a cut on your neck, I, your master, won't be able to reattach it."

The words were spoken in a low voice and in a light tone, but they were very intimidating.

The young disciple only felt a chill on his neck, but he knew that his master would not seriously report him, so he just stuck out his tongue.

Xiahou Yu's status is different from that of ordinary imperial physicians. Ordinary masters cannot order him around at all, and the task of making cold-relieving soup for the new master will not fall on the shoulders of the master and disciple.

Instead, he told his apprentice to pack up his writing brush and ink, then stood up and straightened his clothes.

"The storm has come suddenly. The Imperial Concubine is still ill and may have caught a cold again. I'm going to Changchun Palace to take her pulse."

The young disciple was astonished. Master had never been bothered by dealing with the harem. Many concubines had spent vast sums of money begging Master for beauty tips, but Master had always dismissed them. Lately, Master had been making more frequent visits to Changchun Palace.

I don't know how Master offended the Imperial Concubine. Nine times out of ten, the Imperial Concubine never gives her a good look, but Master is content to accept it.

In his spare time, the master would even think of making some pills to nourish the yin and essence of women and send them to Changchun Palace.

Things in this world are so strange, where can we go to seek justice?

Xiahou Yu wore a straw hat and a raincoat and led his little apprentice to Changchun Palace.

When you arrive at Changchun Palace, ask the palace maid to pass the message on your behalf.

Meng Yan was idly watching the rain in the house when she suddenly heard Xiahou Yu coming to visit her. She felt a little confused. She had not sent anyone to call him, and she had not been ill for several days - even if she had any, she could cure it herself, so why was he here?

He wanted to say no, but then he changed his mind and thought, this man is as cunning as a fox, with many tricks, and he is also Lu Haozhi's confidant. Today Lin Yanrong entered the palace, so he should not let anything go wrong. So he nodded and agreed to meet him.

After a while, the tall man walked into the room.

Xiahou Yu walked forward and bowed three steps away.

"Your humble servant, Xiahou Yu, pays respects to the Imperial Concubine. May Your Majesty be well and well."

The damp and cool rain, mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, rushed straight towards Meng Yan, causing her to turn her head slightly.

"Physician Xiahou, please stand up. I haven't summoned you. Why are you here? The Imperial Hospital is busy everywhere, but you seem quite free."

As soon as she saw the man's calm and handsome face, Meng Yan couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

It was all his fault. She had been eating only porridge and side dishes for many days in a row. Sometimes, when she was really greedy, she would even steal Doukou's meat buns to eat.

Meng Yan just felt that she was almost the same as a nun.

"Your Majesty is so kind to me. I only need to serve you and your Majesty. Compared to other imperial physicians, I do have less work to do on a daily basis."

Xiahou Yu could naturally hear the sarcasm in her words, but he accepted it all. He glanced at Meng Yan with his narrow eyes.

She had her hair styled in a simple bun, with a lock of black hair hanging down in front of her chest. There was only a pearl hairpin on the bun, and no other jewelry. She looked casual and at ease.

She wore a silver fox fur waistcoat, a light red embroidered full-sleeved jacket, and an apricot pink Suzhou embroidered red apricot spring skirt. Although these were just casual outfits, they made her look even more charming and playful.

In the past, Xiahou Yu had seen her from afar. She was always dressed in pearls and jade, and silk. She was imposing and beautiful, but also vulgar and aggressive.

After hearing about her behavior in the palace, such as bullying concubines, trampling on palace maids, and using any means to win favor, Xiahou Yu felt disgusted and didn't even want to hear any news about her anymore.

It was not until that day when she was falsely accused by the Imperial Concubine of being possessed by evil spirits and the Emperor ordered him to diagnose her that he realized that perhaps her life in the palace was not easy.

Although she seemed to be favored by the emperor, he did not completely trust her.

Although he seems to be in a high position, he is also subject to the envy and conspiracy of others.

Later, when he saw that she was willing to injure her own body in order to save the little princess, Xiahou Yu suddenly realized that she and the shadow deep in his memory were gradually overlapping again.

Today, newly selected concubines entered the palace. As the emperor's concubine, she still had to think about taking care of those women who were about to compete with her for her husband. She must be bitter in her heart.

He wanted to be close to her and protect her.

But every time I see her frowning and looking irritated, I can't help but tease her.

Meng Yan was at her wit's end because of this man's shamelessness. She wanted to punish him like a royal concubine, but he was Lu Haozhi's confidant and could not be touched, so there was nothing else she could do.

Fortunately, she was used to Xia Houyu's stubborn temper, so she simply asked, "What brings you to see me today?"

"The storm has suddenly arrived. I am concerned that your Majesty has caught a cold, so I have come to take her pulse."

Xiahou Yu lowered his head and spoke gently, appearing to be very respectful.

"I am fine. I have taken the medicine you prescribed as usual."

Meng Yan snorted. She really couldn't understand what this man was planning. She was clearly not sick, but he still came to Changchun Palace frequently and remained unmoved no matter how she mocked him.

"Your Majesty, please do not be afraid to seek medical advice. It is better for you to wait for me to examine you."

Xiahou Yu was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was unwilling to give in even a little.

"you!"

Meng Yan was a little angry. She had never seen such a shameless man. In such a stormy weather, couldn't he just go back to the Imperial Hospital to rest? Why did he have to brave the heavy rain to see her cold face?

"You clearly know that I have no..."

"Know what? Do you know that the queen is pretending to be sick?"

Xiahou Yu suddenly looked up, his star-like eyes staring directly into Meng Yan's, and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

Meng Yan's pretty face suddenly became pouty. She bit her lower lip and said nothing.

This Xiahou Yu is really a good guy. He dares to threaten her again and again!

She was a little angry, but she suddenly remembered something that she could discuss with him.