Whether it is the former dynasty or the harem, Fu Yao has an absolute desire for control.
At this point, the secret guards quickly found those spices.
He respectfully presented a brocade box, neatly arranged inside, containing several dried herbs and spices. Fu Yao fiddled with the ingredients in the box with his fingertips, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Hospital said that there is nothing unusual about the spices used by Miss Jiang. They are all common medicinal herbs that can calm the mind and spirit, and they have no special effects." The secret guard whispered.
Fu Yao and his men also used a lot of medicine and incense to treat their headaches, so they could naturally tell that the contents of the brocade box were just ordinary spices taken out of sachets.
He lowered his head, sniffing the lingering scent on his fingertips. Jasmine cleared the heart and relieved depression, julibrissin bark soothed the mind, cypress seeds nourished the heart and spleen, polygala root opened the mind, and nightshade aided sleep... He had used each of them, but never had they had such an immediate effect.
But when this scent appeared on her, why did it make him obsessed?
He leaned back on his chair and looked at the secret guard standing in front of him with a cold gaze.
The two men were clearly one standing and one sitting, but it was still as if Fu Yao was looking down at the other, causing the secret guard to lower his head even deeper.
Fu Yao looked at Sun Jinlu, then quickly understood what was going on and asked, "What about massage techniques?"
The secret guard breathed a sigh of relief: "I have already investigated clearly. Miss Jiang learned from the palace doctor. I have already brought her here."
Fu Yao looked at him calmly, his eyes through the door curtain, as if he could see the figure over there.
You should be happy.
If the doctor's massage technique was really effective, he wouldn't have to suffer from this disease in the future.
There is no need to approach Jiang again to offer her a beautiful daughter.
It's good for both personal and professional reasons.
But the first thought that came to his mind at this moment was to ask the secret guards to take the palace doctor away.
“…”
Fu Yao pinched his palm, hoping the pain would bring him a moment of clarity.
Sun Jinlu believed that he knew the emperor's heart best and had ordered someone to bring the doctor into the palace.
“Tick-tock.”
It was not until the blood flowed along the palm lines to the fingertips and then dripped onto the floor that Fu Yao came to his senses as he looked at the ordinary-looking man.
After "waking up", the first thought that came to my mind was——
How did he teach her?
Fu Yao couldn't suppress his emotions when he thought that the person in front of him might have touched Jiang Jiang.
Sun Jinlu smelled the blood and tilted his head, startled, "Your Majesty, your hand..."
He hurriedly called in the imperial physician to bandage him.
But Fu Yao was calm to an almost eerie degree. He finally spoke to the palace doctor who was kneeling on the ground below and couldn't help trembling:
"come over."
The court doctor hurriedly stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, but his heart was once again filled with desire for wealth and glory.
He was told the purpose of the trip when he was picked up.
Although he was confused in his heart, he thought that he had only casually taught Miss Jiang a few moves, but could it really work on the emperor?
But wealth and honor are achieved through risk. If his massage technique can really cure, no, even if it can only alleviate the emperor's headache, he will never have to earn that hard-earned money again in this life.
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