Coincidentally, this imperial physician was the same one who had treated Lin Yuzhi's arrow wound.
Upon seeing this, he understood that the rumors in the capital were not groundless. The Prime Minister might have really fallen into the hands of the eldest princess.
Who in Beijing doesn't know about this now? They just don't dare to discuss it openly.
The imperial physician thought about it and was afraid that when the prime minister was shot for the first time, he had already...
He still remembered vividly how the Prime Minister pretended to faint to gain the princess' sympathy. After all, he had never seen the Prime Minister act like this before, so he was naturally impressed.
And the man who forced the Prime Minister to pretend to faint at that time seemed to be the new top scholar.
It’s a mess! It’s too messy!
The doctor sighed and said, "Prime Minister, there is indeed a way to avoid leaving scars, but the medicine will be very painful, and you have to keep applying it until the wound heals. Once you apply it, you can't regret it. If you can't stand it, you can only cut the flesh off. Please think twice."
Lin Yuzhi barely thought: "Use it, my true self can handle it."
The imperial physician hesitated a little: "Why not ask the princess..."
Lin Yu was startled and closed his eyes: "No need."
The princess didn't care about him.
Upon hearing this, the imperial physician had no choice but to take out the medicine from the medicine box. How could a mere imperial physician like him dare to refuse the Prime Minister's request?
"Please bear with it, it will really hurt."
The moment the powder was sprinkled on the wound, a layer of blue veins suddenly appeared on Lin Yuzhi's neck, stained with pink and purple, extending from behind the ears to the forehead, looking terrifying with fangs and claws bared.
The veins on the back of his hands were throbbing and his forehead was instantly covered with fine, dense cold sweat.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister..."
Lin Yuzhi smiled and said, "Go on."
The imperial physician's hands were shaking, and he was obviously in horrible pain, but his tone was so calm and he could even smile. Should we say that he is worthy of being the Prime Minister?
At this time, Wen Yu was catching up on her sleep. Although she felt good after all the hard work in the afternoon, she was still a little tired.
Seeing this, Yue Lingfeng and Jiang Qi did not disturb her rest. They stayed by the bed until Wen Yu fell asleep. They looked at each other for the last time, and left together after a moment of silence.
Everyone wants to be alone with the princess, but there are always people who have the same idea as they are eyeing her.
After an unknown amount of time, a thin figure suddenly appeared at the head of Wen Yu's bed.
He knelt on one knee, knowing that Wen Yu was asleep, but still whispered: "Yu Yi pays respect to the princess."
After he finished speaking, the corners of his lips under the Youyu mask slightly pursed up, his eyes stared at Wen Yu's sleeping face without blinking, and then he curled up the corners of his lips unconsciously.
He hasn't seen the princess since the day she was taken away by Ning Xuanyan.
As soon as Yu Yi was summoned to Qingyang and reported to the emperor, he immediately returned to Wen Yu's side to guard her, just like he did day and night before.
Yu Yi looked at the sleeping Wen Yu and couldn't help but recall the day when the princess took the Chinese medicine and she pulled him to the bed and did something to him.
The blindingly large expanse of naked skin was white and smooth, like soft jade to the touch. The princess' lips and tongue carried a bewitching fragrance that made him dizzy with kisses. He turned over and leaned over the princess to kiss and lick her gently...
Yu Yi lowered his head, with a flash of contempt for himself in his eyes.
That was the princess's traditional Chinese medicine, and she just pulled him to neutralize the effects of the medicine. However, he could never forget the scene of that day and the touch of his hands. It was simply a heinous crime.
At this time, Wen Yu's eyelids moved.
Yu Yi dodged and stood behind the screen.
Wen Yu woke up and opened her eyes, and found a thin figure standing faintly behind the screen not far away.
Blocked by the screen, Wen Yu could not see clearly, but she was sure that it was not Lu Ren. Lu Ren had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his chest and abdominal muscles could not be described as thin.
"Who?" Wen Yu asked.
Yu Yi was silent for a moment, walked out from behind the screen, knelt on one knee again in front of Wen Yu on the bed, and lowered his head to show his absolute loyalty.
"Your subordinate greets the princess."
Wen Yu's eyes curved when she saw this: "Yu Yi, when did you arrive?"
Yu Yi whispered, "Replying to the princess, a quarter of an hour ago."
"What are you doing kneeling there? Come here."
Wen Yu hooked her index finger at him and said, "I heard that the emperor sent you out."
Yu Yi knelt down and did not move: "Yes, now the emperor has transferred my subordinates back to protect the princess."
Wen Yu laughed out loud: "Close protection, you are kneeling so far away, how can you be close to him?"
Fish One: ...
He pursed his lips under the mask, stood up and walked to the bedside, and asked, "How is the princess?"
Wen Yu has heard this question more than once today.
"Of course. How about you? Without me around, no one teases you at will. Are you feeling more comfortable?"
Fish One: ...
He didn't speak.
When Wen Yu thought he would not answer, Yu Yi suddenly said, "No, I am not comfortable at all."
Wen Yu blinked, pulled his arm, made him sit on the bed, and asked with a smile: "Why?"
Yu Yi stopped talking again.
He sat on Wen Yu's bed, his whole body stiff.
Wen Yu turned over and said, "If you can't talk, don't disturb my sleep. Just go wherever you need to go."
Fish One: ...
He barely had time to react before he subconsciously said, "I miss the princess."
After he said that, the corners of his lips under the mask were tightly pursed again.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu turned back, grabbed Yu Yi's hand, made him lie on her, then casually lifted his mask with her fingertips and threw it aside, quite skillfully.
"Princess..." Yu Yi was obviously a little panicked, which was totally inconsistent with his identity as the commander of the Qianyu Guards.
Wen Yu half-raised her body, touched Yu Yi's Adam's apple, and slid her fingertips to the scar on his cheekbone. She said softly, "Are you so timid? Didn't I teach you last time in Damei Palace? Be bolder."
Yu Yi stared at Wen Yu's cheek, using his elbow to support himself so as not to press down completely. He looked away and said, "I am Qian Yuwei..."
"You are what you are, what's the delay?"
Wen Yu pinched his chin and tilted her head: "Kiss, do you want to?"
Although it was a question, the tone was unquestionable.
The next second, Wen Yu uttered another sentence: "If you don't want to answer it, get out of here. I'm going to sleep."
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