idle mistress

Chapter 98 The guy who is not afraid of death

After Zeng Fengyuan checked the pulse, he checked the wound on his arm, and the doubts in his heart became more serious: "The wound on your mother's body does not seem to be caused by a sharp knife, but it seems to have been bitten by some wild beast."

Zhao Yan stood aside and frowned after hearing this.

Zeng Fengyuan turned to check the scars on the woman's face and neck. Seeing this, the maid beside her stepped forward and carefully lifted the brocade quilt covering Princess Ling's body.

However, no matter how careful she was, she still pulled the wound. Princess Ling felt pain, she let out a cry of pain, and turned her head.

Only then did Zeng Fengyuan look at Princess Qingling's face, it was fine if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, he was taken aback, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

Seeing that his expression was different, Zhao Yan couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Begonia beside him was even more nervous.

Zeng Fengyuan came back to his senses, glanced at the unconscious woman, and quickly said: "Go back to the prince, no, nothing."

Seeing that he was so nervous, Zhao Yan thought it was his own existence that made him unable to let go, so he turned and walked out.

After he left, Zeng Fengyuan really relaxed a lot. With the help of his maidservant, he began to check the trauma on Princess Ling.

During the period, he stretched out his index finger across the top of the woman's lips to test his breath, just blocking the place where the beard could grow, and took a closer look, isn't the lying doctor Shen of their Pingshitang?

After confirming that he did not admit the wrong person, the expression on Zeng Fengyuan's face was not to mention how exciting.

No wonder he had been refusing to reveal to himself where he lived.

Who would have thought that the holy doctor of his Pingshitang was actually a woman, and she was also the distinguished Princess Ling.

He even pinched her cheek and teased her that her skin was as fair as a woman. Zeng Fengyuan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he thought that he would always be called a brother to the concubine of the King of Mausoleum, and would hang shoulders with her in public without any shyness.

I heard that the King of Mausoleum kills people without blinking an eye, if I let him know about this, can I still keep my head in this regard?He looked at the unconscious woman on the couch, his young face was blue and white.

Seeing the doctor's face full of bitterness and hatred, Haitang couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Doctor, what happened to our mother?"

"Ah...? No...no big...no big deal, I...will prescribe...prescribe...prescribe a prescription, and then...apply...apply some medicine for external...traumatic injuries... ...had."

Seeing that he said it was all right, Haitang let go of her hanging heart, but she didn't know that Dr. Zeng could speak well when he first came, why he suddenly flattered him, and he couldn't even speak easily.

After Zeng Fengyuan finished his diagnosis and treatment, he hurriedly prescribed medicine, left some trauma medicine secretly prepared by Pingshitang, and left in a hurry.

The next day, Wang Shizi Zhao Yi woke up first.

After repeated questioning, he faltered and said that he went up the mountain with his mother, but he couldn't explain why he went up the mountain and what happened to the two of them after going up the mountain.

Zhao Yan was not a patient person at all, he couldn't explain why his son was hesitating in his speech, he only thought that he was frightened, so he told the people under him to take care of him and went out.
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Haitang was administering medicine to her comatose master. For the convenience of administering the medicine, the concubine only wore her bellyband when she heard footsteps. Before she had time to react, King Ling opened the curtain and barged in.

Seeing this, Haitang showed a panicked look, and hurriedly tried to pull the quilt on the master on the bed.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan was very calm and wanted to say: "It's okay, continue to take the medicine."

Haitang didn't dare to object, and continued to carefully apply plaster on the wound on the master's body. The plaster was red, and it was even more shocking when it was applied to the torn wound.

After all the wounds in front were covered with ointment, Haitang wanted to turn the master over, but her own hand was full of ointment, and she couldn't remove it with just one hand.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan stepped forward to help without saying a word, but saw that he clamped the woman's shoulder with one hand and gently supported her waist with the other hand to lift the unconscious woman up.

"Just apply the medicine like this." He maintained this movement without moving.

Haitang nodded and stepped forward, Zhao Yan turned his head to look behind the man in his arms, he could not help being stunned when he saw a bright mark on the woman's shoulder blade.

Haitang didn't notice the strange expression on King Ling's face, and applied the medicine carefully.

Zhao Yan turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on the woman's face.No wonder I felt that this face was somewhat familiar, it turned out to be her... a person who had been buried in my heart for many years.

He thought he had forgotten about this slave long ago, but with just one imprint, he was brought back to the scene in his memory.

He also wondered, this woman is obviously good-looking, but before he went out to fight, she never showed her true face.

Now that she is the slave Zhao Fu, everything makes sense.

It was she who dared to venture into the deep mountains alone... bringing their son with them.A guy who is not afraid of death...
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Pain, the pain stimulated her.

Xu Weiqiu cried out in pain, and woke up leisurely, and what she saw was a magnified male face, she was startled.

The pain in the back came again, and when he turned his head, he saw that Haitang was applying medicine to him, and he was naked at the moment, looking really ugly.The man sitting in front of him is his husband.

She couldn't angrily scold him for being shameless.

Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Zhao Yan let go of his hands and stood up, and said lightly: "I'll go to Beijing, so I can take care of your master."

"Yes! This servant knows." Haitang hastily bowed in response.

After saying that, Zhao Yan glanced at Xu Weiqiu, turned and left.

Seeing him walking away, Xu Weiqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked back at Haitang and blamed: "Haitang, the prince is here, how can you give me medicine at this time?"

Haitang was full of grievances: "The servants were halfway through applying the medicine, and the prince broke in. Madam, where did you go? You came back with injuries all over your body. Do you know how worried the servants are?"

Xu Weiqiu did not explain, but asked, "How is the child?"

"Xiao Shizi only suffered a skin trauma, it's not a problem."

She was relieved when she heard that the child was fine.

Yesterday, when she went up the mountain and was busy collecting herbs, she heard a cry for help from behind. It was the voice of a child, and she was wondering how there could be a child in this remote mountain.

Hurriedly running over to the sound, when she saw a wild boar attacking her son, she was really scared out of her wits.

This kid followed her all the way, but she didn't notice it at all.

The wild boar was very close to Zhao Yi. She was afraid of hurting her son, and she couldn't use the crossbow she had prepared. In order to protect her son, she sent herself up there in a hurry.

She fought the beast with all her strength, and finally escaped from the fangs.

(End of this chapter)