The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 717

Yuanfeng 27 years, early summer.

Shen Duruo entered the prince's mansion as a female doctor.

"That day, she was wearing a female doctor's official robe. The official robe was a bit too big. After walking a few steps, she covered her mouth with her hand and dozed off. Apparently she didn't sleep well last night."

The light of the night pearl was not very strong, but it illuminated Dong Chengfeng's face very clearly, and his sunken eyes were full of soft light.

Yan Sanhe asked: "Where were you hiding and saw it?"

"I didn't hide."

Dong Chengfeng laughed and said, "I found out she was coming. I took cold showers for five days and made myself sick. Then I had the audacity to talk to Mr. Liang, and that's what happened."

Yan Sanhe knew that he did not tell the whole story.

How did you find out?
What did you tell Mrs. Liang?
Where did you see it?
It's all "careful".

"Female doctors have high standards. The prince was not in the palace that day, and Mrs. Liang met her in the main hall."

Dong Chengfeng: "After a cup of tea, Mr. Liang retired from the crowd and spoke to her alone. After about half an hour, a maid came to invite him in."

He straightened his clothes, then took a deep breath and walked into the main hall.

First salute Mr. Liang;

Mr. Liang introduced them to each other;
After the introduction, he walked up to Shen Duruo, smiled like he had practiced eight hundred times in front of the bronze mirror, then coughed a few times and said, "Thank you, Doctor Shen."

"polite."

Shen Duruo pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for him to sit down, "Let me take your pulse first."

He sat down and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a muscular forearm.

She lowered her three fingers, and her fingertips felt slightly cold. Dong Chengfeng's pounding heart suddenly stopped.

This is a pair of clean and slender hands, with nails trimmed short and neatly.

Dong Chengfeng has been hanging out in Fengyue Field for several years and has seen countless beautiful hands, but never any pair of hands can compare to the pair in front of him, which made his heart skip a beat.

Look at the hands, then look at the face.

When I got closer, I realized that this person had a few small freckles on her cheeks, and her skin was not as fair and transparent as other women's. She had a healthy complexion that had been exposed to too much sunlight.

Most women in the world regard whiteness as their beauty, and those with darker skin would wish they could put three kilograms of pearl powder on their face to cover it up.

She doesn't cover up her freckles, and exposes her freckles openly in front of others, which is rare.

Shen Duruo retracted his hand and raised his eyes to look at him, "It's no big deal if you catch the cold. Just take three doses of medicine and you'll be fine."

She spoke in a very calm tone, neither too fast nor too slow, which was inexplicably convincing.

His heart began to beat wildly again.

"Then let Miss Shen write the prescription."

She stood up and walked to the square table. After taking off her clothes and sitting down, she picked up a pen and wrote the prescription, almost in one go.

After writing, when the prescription was about to be handed over to the palace attendant, he stepped forward and said, "Can I have a look at the prescription?"

Shen Duruo tilted his hand, and while handing it over to him, he glanced at him lightly.

His heart skipped a beat, he pretended to lower his head to look at the prescription, and hurriedly avoided it.

What catches the eye is a hand with dragons and phoenixes dancing in it.

Ok.

Slightly better than dog crawling.

He raised his head and looked at her in disbelief.

She said very calmly: "As long as the person who takes the medicine understands it."

He laughed silently.

His vision of people is unmistakable. This is a person who looks rigid and boring on the outside, but on the inside...

There is no other world!

Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone outside shouting: "The prince is coming back to his residence."

Mrs. Liang raised her hand and touched her bun, then hurriedly greeted her.

At the same time, Shen Duruo took half a step back, turned to him and said, "Actually, it's okay without medicine. If you can bear it, you will be cured in three days."

His eyes suddenly brightened up, and he raised the corners of his lips to look at her.

How many women in the world heard the word "Prince" and wanted to rush forward, but she took a step back... She was the same type as him!

In front of her, he slapped the prescription and stuffed it into his sleeve, and then said, "It's up to you, carry it."

She nodded slightly, put her hands behind her back and stopped talking, with a faint herbal smell on her body.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her with his peripheral vision, and saw a circle of thin down on her ears, so soft.

At this time, Zhao Huhu walked in accompanied by Mr. Liang and sat on the main seat.

He and Shen Duruo stepped forward to salute.

Zhao Huxu looked at him, "Why is Chengfeng here?"

He said, "I've caught some cold, so come see Dr. Shen for a check-up."

Zhao Fox then moved his eyes to Shen Duruo, "How is it?"

Shen Duruo: "No problem."

Zhao Huxu picked up the tea cup that Mrs. Liang had given him personally, flipped the tea lid, raised his head and said to Mrs. Liang: "Place two tables tonight to catch the wind for Ms. Shen."

Mrs. Liang smiled and said: "Your Highness still needs to explain, I have already prepared my concubine."

Zhao Huhu nodded with satisfaction, "Chengfeng, come too. The princess always talks about your piano skills in front of me."

Mrs. Liang answered: "The lingering sound is lingering in my ears!"

"Yan Sanhe."

Dong Chengfeng cut off his memories and said in a long voice: "Do you know what I wanted to do after hearing the prince say these words?"

Yan Sanhe: "What to do?"

Dong Chengfeng: "I want to be reborn."

After seeing Shen Duruo outside the second door that day, he tried his best to inquire about it.

She comes from a family of imperial doctors;
She is extremely smart and studious;

She traveled for four years and developed outstanding medical skills;

look at yourself...

alien;
a piano player;

dissolute;

One is high and the other is low, there is a difference between cloud and mud, so she can be the prince's honored guest, and he can only play the piano at the banquet.

"I have lived for more than 20 years and have never disliked my origin, but at that moment, I suddenly disliked it."

Not only did he despise his origin, but he also despised his former dissoluteness, and even his appearance.

He is too tall and his temperament is not elegant enough. Standing next to her, one is wild and the other is showy, they are not suitable at all.

"Yan Sanhe, do you dare to believe it?"

Dong Chengfeng: "Before I met her, I was a person that even Zhao Huhu didn't take seriously. The prince is nothing special, but he only has three meals a day, four seasons all year round, and is buried in the soil after death."

Yan Sanhe didn't speak, just looked at him.

Is this the same Dong Chengfeng who roams among men and women without touching his body?

She sounds like a resentful little daughter-in-law, full of grievances and low self-esteem.

"Do you like it that much at first glance?" she asked.

"I just like it that much."

Dong Chengfeng nodded heavily, "There is a feeling of déjà vu, as if I came to the Prince's Mansion just to meet her."

The reception banquet that day was very lively hosted by Mr. Liang.

He dressed up deliberately and chose the song "Goose Falling on the Flat Sand".

This piece of music rises and falls three times, euphemistically and smoothly. Those who are ambitious can hear the ambition of a swan; those who are unambitious can hear the broadmindedness of a wanderer; and those who are passionate can taste the deep feeling in it.

He played with great devotion.

It's like a woman who hates getting married, trying her best to show off her appearance.

After the song ended, I looked up and saw that all the women at the table were wiping away their tears with handkerchiefs. Shen Duruo rested his chin on his hand and closed his eyes...

Fell asleep!
(End of this chapter)