"Your Majesty, calm down. I will take the imperial concubine's pulse right away."
Seeing someone coming to pull her hand, Lan Shuang whimpered at the right moment and slowly opened her eyes, "Hmm... where is this?"
"Host, why don't you pretend?"
"Are you just a royal doctor for nothing? Who in the palace doesn't have some skills? Wouldn't a single pulse check give you away?"
Lan Shuang complained and turned her head to look at the bed.
Among a group of old men and reserved imperial physicians, the young and handsome Nangong Yi stood out.
The bright yellow dragon robe sparkled in the sun, making him look even more noble and inviolable.
But he happened to have a pair of affectionate eyes, and when he looked at Lan Shuang like that, it really gave Lan Shuang the illusion that he loved her very much. If she didn't know the plot, it would be difficult for her to associate him with a scum.
Tsk, it’s such a waste of talent that this person wasn’t born into the entertainment industry.
But it doesn't matter. Everyone can act. She can love him more than him.
Lan Shuang's eyes instantly turned red, tears about to fall. She raised her hand slightly and struggled to reach towards Nangong Yi, "Your Majesty..."
"I am here."
Nangong Yi sat down and held Lan Shuang's hand, his eyes full of pain, "But where does it hurt?"
Lan Shuang's hand felt numb. "You bastard, you almost crushed my hand. Did you do that on purpose?"
She pressed her brows in confusion, "I don't know... why are there so many people?"
Her trusted maid, Zhishu, knelt beside the bed and said in a subdued voice, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? You and Concubine Shu were walking by the lake, and she suddenly went berserk and pushed you into the water. If the Imperial Master hadn't arrived in time, Your Majesty would have been..."
She turned her head and sniffed.
Lan Shuang: “…”
This is how the term "going crazy" is used.
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