What Di Yanhen saw was his wife rushing into the arms of a "man" with a pockmarked face.
Not only that, but when she hurriedly got up, she even looked "shy"...
In that instant, Di Yanhen was so angry that his head was practically spitting fire.
Xiao Tang glanced at him and even sensed that the anger emanating from the man's head had taken on the color of a green vegetable.
ha.
At this moment, she pretended to wake up from a dream, quickly released Xiao Rourou, took a few steps back, and bowed to Di Yanhen.
"Seventh Prince, please don't misunderstand, I did nothing!"
"I only saw that the Seventh Imperial Consort was unsteady on her feet, so I kindly offered to help her up."
Xiao Rourou stared wide-eyed, wanting to say something, but felt as if she couldn't defend herself.
She looked at Di Yanhen with a pitiful expression.
She threw herself into Di Yanhen's arms, accusingly saying, "Yanhen, this man... he took liberties with me!"
Xiao Tang looked terrified and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Seventh Princess Consort, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"
"How did I flirt with you? You need to provide some proper evidence."
Xiao Tang was very fortunate that she could change her voice.
Yang Gao's voice was somewhat shrill at this moment.
Xiao Rourou gritted her teeth.
Di Yanhen said, "Rou Rou, it's okay, I believe in you."
He patted the woman on the shoulder, seemingly to comfort her.
When he opened his mouth, it was still that hoarse voice.
One side of his cheek was also swollen due to sores caused by internal heat.
It severely affected his originally handsome appearance.
He released Xiao Rourou and walked towards Xiao Wuchen: "Third Uncle, I don't know why my illness keeps recurring. The medicine you prescribed for me has no effect at all."
He came to the Imperial Hospital for treatment.
He was also very troubled.
Now half of my face is swollen.
He even covered half his face before going to court today.
If this continues, the Seventh Prince's reputation will be completely ruined!
Xiao Tang raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
Serves him right.
This is what happens when the male protagonist has a sharp tongue.
Looking at that scoundrel again today, good heavens, bad luck still lingers around him, and it seems to be accumulating and getting stronger.
Xiao Wuchen was, after all, in charge of the entire Imperial Medical Academy. Wasn't Di Yanhen's statement implying that Xiao Wuchen's medical skills were inadequate? He was losing face!
He cleared his throat and pointed at Xiao Tang: "Then let the new imperial physician take a look."
Xiao Tang lifted his robe and sat down in a dashing manner.
Di Yanhen looked at the so-called newcomer and frowned.
"he?"
This kid is new here, dressed so shabbily, how can he cure diseases?
At this moment, Xiao Tang crossed his legs and swayed them slightly smugly, "Seventh Prince, if you want to see a doctor, please sit down."
After a moment of contemplation, Di Yanhen sat down.
The illness must not be delayed.
He extended his hand to Xiao Tang.
To everyone's surprise, this person had no intention of taking the pulse at all, but instead mysteriously calculated something with his fingers.
She smiled slightly: "Seventh Prince, it's very simple to get rid of the disease. Would you like to know the method?"
Di Yanhen nodded without hesitation.
"Nonsense! This emperor... is a coward." He wanted to curse, but the pain in his cheek made his face twitch.
He reached up and covered his cheek.
"Seventh Prince, you can rest assured, my medical treatment is not expensive, only one hundred taels of silver." Xiao Tang raised an eyebrow, his meaning unclear.
Upon hearing that it would cost another hundred taels, Di Yanhen's eyes widened.
Xiao Tang believed that this male lead was definitely not short of money, so she wasn't worried that he would immediately turn around and leave when she brought it up.
Sure enough, although he looked pained, he still slowly took out a money pouch from his pocket.
Xiao Tang weighed it in his hand; it was indeed one hundred taels.
She smiled slightly, put the silver into her pocket, and offered a "brilliant idea".
"The Seventh Prince only needs to go back and drink two large jars of dog blood. It must be two large jars. This will definitely have a miraculous effect."
At this moment, everyone present stared wide-eyed.
Xiao Wuchen's mouth gaped slightly, his expression one of astonishment.
Xiao Rourou was even more confused.
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