"Ah!" Jiang Ying cried out softly, but his inertia was out of control and he watched himself fall into the arms of the Dog King.
Both hands were still resting on his pectoral muscles.
The Dog King seemed to have been prepared. He lay flat on his back with his hands placed obediently by his side. After a while, he found that she did not get off, so he politely moved his hands slowly to her waist.
"Ying'er, keep your voice down. This is the palace gate, and there are many guards."
Experiencing the feeling of being held in someone's arms for the first time, Yan Zhuo felt so happy inside that his slightly red ears showed his pink bubbles of joy.
If only this moment could last a little longer.
Jiang Ying was so angry that he looked at his well-defined chin and had the urge to bite it hard.
The man's body was full of the refreshing fragrance of bamboo, and his appearance was so good-looking that you couldn't say it was a good look, just like delicious bamboo rice.
The muscles under my hands are tight, and the hand feels so good that I can't help but let go...
"Who is it? You rushed straight into my car. If I had braked a little, you would have fallen under the wheels!" When Jiang Ying realized that he had fallen into the beauty trap, Xiao Xuanzi, who was acting as a coachman, shouted loudly.
The curtains of the carriage fluttered, and the blades were drawn out like a precious sword, stabbing at the person on the ground.
Weapons can be brought into the palace, but this is only at the palace gate, and Yan Zhuo himself has special permission, so no one cares.
Jiang Ying didn't realize how frightened that person was, but she was not frightened (and felt guilty) enough.
He hurriedly climbed up from Yan Zhuo's body.
But the more anxious she was, the more chaotic things became. Jiang Ying first knelt between the man's sensitive legs, and then one of her hair was caught by the treasure on the dog king's belt. She was pulled hard, and she grimaced in pain and cried out "Ouch".
땤Yan Zhuo's little brother was pressed down, and he let out a suggestive groan.
Che 늌, "..."
What's that sound? It's so sexy!
Others could see clearly the two people holding swords behind the car curtain, the man was at the bottom and the woman was at the top, huh?
So exciting?
It will be...
Oh! The prince is so weak.
Sister Ying...I am ashamed to be Sister Ying.
Qi Ren took a quick glance and was so enticed by the spring scenery that he dared not take a second look.
The eyeballs are still very useful, so he wants to keep them.
So, he pretended to look straight ahead, slowly raised his left hand holding the scabbard, and quietly pressed back the leaking curtain.
His hands were placed under the window frame, and his posture was inexplicably strange.
Adhering to the idea that as long as he is not embarrassed, it is other people who are embarrassed, Qi Ren is righteous and full of energy: "Bold assassin! You are so brave that you dare to assassinate the prince at the palace gate!"
The sound was so loud that it vibrated Jiang Ying's eardrums.
In the double-handed interrogation, Jiang Ying finally got rid of the meat pad after great efforts.
The hateful look seemed to want to cut Yan Zhuo into pieces.
The latter was quite happy, sitting on the board, his eyes leisurely, admiring the lovely girl.
"No, no... I'm an assassin!"
The green-robed man holding several memorials finally stood up. Xiao Xuanzi took a closer look and asked, "Oh my god, is this Imperial Doctor Hu?"
The truth is that he just fell over like a shadow, his hair crown fell off, and his hair was disheveled, so I couldn't recognize him for a moment.
"Doctor Hu? What are you doing..." Eunuch Xuan was a little confused.
Hu Xinglin shook her hair and said, "I heard that the emperor asked Eunuch Xuan to summon Jiang to the palace to use Jiang's method to protect the imperial concubine's pregnancy.
"Your Majesty is wise, and I dare not interfere, but I... still want to try one last time!
"I hope that Eunuch Xuan will personally present these memorials to the Emperor!"
If the emperor was willing to see him, why would he resort to such a desperate measure?
They chased the carriage for a long time, shouting until their throats were hoarse, but they just didn't stop.
It was definitely intentional!
God is merciful. Eunuch Xuan was so busy hurrying his horse that he couldn't hear anything.
As for the two people in the car... selectively deaf?
Eunuch Xuan looked at the memorial handed to him and felt a little embarrassed. At this time, Yan Zhuo in the carriage finally pushed open the door with a creak and got in.
Qi Ren subconsciously looked at his clothes. Oh, fortunately, they were still neat.
"What happened?" Yan Zhuo asked knowingly.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and anyone could tell that he was in a bad mood, even though he pretended to be serious.
Hu Xinglin panted and repeated what he had just said.
He was afraid that Yan Zhuo would be partial to his own interests and that what happened at the palace gate would be equivalent to the emperor already knowing about it.
If he dares to conceal the truth and favor Jiang, hehe...
"Take it with you." Yan Zhuo said in a calm and collected tone.
Hu Xinglin's sly smile froze in an instant.
However, the matter at the palace gate was quickly reported to the emperor. Xiao Xuanzi had just revealed her identity and asked the guards to let her pass. A moment later, another eunuch rushed to Hu Xinglin, who looked like a frost-bitten eggplant, and said:
"Doctor Hu, the emperor wants to see you."
Hu Xinglin's face was full of disbelief. "Your Majesty...is finally willing to see me?"
A while ago, Jiang Ying said that Zhuo was riding in a carriage.
Hu Xinglin was walking behind.
The afternoon sun was scorching, and after just a few steps Hu Xinglin's face and neck were covered in sweat, and his sleeves were even a little wet from wiping them.
He opened his mouth, his lips dry, "Father, go slower."
Eunuch, "The Emperor said that Doctor Hu is a good doctor who cares about my concerns. I am really disappointing such a good person."
In other words, you only have one chance, you must seize it, you decide.
In this case, what did Hu Xinglin dare to say about being tired? He bit his tongue and followed the carriage step by step, determined not to let Jiang see the emperor in advance!
As expected, they both entered the imperial study together.
The emperor first glanced at Yan Zhuo and Jiang Ying, said nothing, then slowly shifted his gaze to Doctor Hu, "Doctor Hu, you are here again."
Doctor Hu said with a bitter face, "Your Majesty, I am sincere and sincere, Your Majesty is wise!"
In order to ascend to the throne with the help of Concubine Chen's fetus, he absolutely tried his best without any hypocrisy.
Why doesn't anyone believe it?
The emperor waved his hands and said, "Stop. I'll just listen. What other flowers do you want to bring?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me a chance!" Doctor Hu was grateful.
The emperor ignored him and looked at Jiang Ying with praise. "Jiang cured Uncle Su's wife. This is an indisputable fact. I have great trust in Jiang's medical skills."
"But, as you have seen, I was unable to stop Doctor Hu from declaring war on you, Jiang.
"Then, Jiang, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Knock knock", Jiang Ying's eyelids twitched twice. How could this emperor be even worse than Yan Zhuo?
If you want to see a show, just say so. Let’s make this smoke bomb!
"Your Majesty, I understand what you mean. Those with higher skills have a greater chance of success. But do you know how Doctor Hu plans to declare war?"
She's comparing medical skills? That's courage, real courage!
Jiang Ying smiled.
But Hu Xinglin seemed to be very reliable. He curled his lips and vowed: "Your Majesty, I have already presented the results of the battle in the memorial. You only need to take a look and you will understand that Jiang has no chance to compete!"
Hearing this, the emperor raised his eyebrows, originally surprised and curious, "Oh? Hu Qing's tone has become louder and louder in the past few days!"
"Your Majesty, please read the memorial. If I can testify against myself, I will ask for a punishment of twenty lashes."
As he spoke, he shot a provocative look at Jiang Ying, making him look like he really deserved a beating.
Yan Zhuo's fingertips twisted his side unconsciously.
Jiang Ying glanced at him with her almond-shaped eyes. What the hell is this traitor doing?