Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 775
After returning to the East Palace, Yuan Xiaoming placed Yuan Liyue next door to her, and quickly invited a doctor over. This doctor was raised by herself, safe and reliable.

After taking Yuan Liyue's pulse, the doctor said: "The princess has caught a cold, and now she has a high fever. After the fever subsides, it is enough to take medicine for a while, but the princess is weak, so she should pay more attention to her diet."

Yuan Xiaoming listened carefully, "Yes, I wrote it down."

The doctor went out to grab the medicine, Yuan Xiaoming Suling ordered: "Go, pick two maids with clean backgrounds from the East Palace to serve Li Yue, not many, just two, as long as they are loyal."

"Yes, the slave will go here."

Su Ling hurried out the door, and soon brought back two little girls, who looked about eleven or twelve years old, and Yuan Xiaoming was very satisfied with seeing how clean and smart they were, "Do you two have names?"

Su Ling shook her head: "These two were sent to the palace just now, the servant saw that they had a good time, so they stayed here, and they haven't had time to name them."

"The older one is called Xie Xia, and yours is called Zhiqiu. That's what I'll call you from now on."

Xie Xia and Zhiqiu kneeled and kowtowed: "My servant, I thank Your Highness for giving me this name."

"You will be responsible for serving Liyue in the future. She is your master. You must put her first in everything, you know? If you encounter any problem that cannot be resolved, come to Ben Gong."

"Yes, slaves obey."

Yuan Xiaoming nodded: "Go to the small kitchen to prepare some sweet soup, I'm afraid Liyue will find it bitter after drinking the medicine."

Zuo Yu couldn't help but whispered: "You still worry about people's bitterness, so why can't you look at your hands?"

As he said that, he pointedly glanced at Feng Lan who was sitting there drinking tea, did he say that there is good medicine?What about medicine?

After being hinted by him for a long time, Feng Lan slowly took out a small round bottle from her lapel. Zuo Yu was a little surprised, where did she find such a bottle in such flat clothes?
Although I don't understand it, it can be attributed to the supernatural power of the national teacher!
Zuo Yu comforted himself in this way, stretched out his hand to take the medicine from Feng Lan, cupped his hands and respectfully said: "Thank you, Master Guo, for giving me the medicine!"

Feng Lan glanced at him with a half-smile: "It should be, I still have something to do, don't bother me any more, you can give Her Majesty the medicine."

Yuan Xiaoming got up, "Is the national teacher leaving? Shall I send the national teacher off?"

Feng Lan: "No need."

Wearing thin white clothes, he strode into the wind and snow and disappeared slowly.

Yuan Xiaoming looked away, and saw Zuo Yu standing beside him, pointing to a court lady: "Please go get a basin of water, it should be warmer, and bring some gauze and a clean handkerchief."

"Yes."

The palace maid quickly brought the things over, Zuo Yu pulled Yuan Xiaoming to sit down on the couch, and half-kneeled on the ground, holding her hand with a wet handkerchief to clean her wound bit by bit.

Yuan Xiaoming looked down at him, Zuo Yu's hands were very white and long, he was a proficient writer since he was a child, his hands didn't have many calluses, they looked prettier than his own.

"Does it hurt?"

Zuo Yu didn't dare to use too much force when he struck, he held the corner of the handkerchief and wiped it little by little.

Yuan Xiaoming shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, you don't have to be so careful."

"But I feel pain."

Zuo Yu blurted out, then took her hand and blew on it, continued to wipe, put the handkerchief in the water to warm it up again when it was cold.

Yuan Xiaoming's heart was slightly hot, and he let him toss, "Thank you, Ayu."

Zuo Yu's ears turned red slightly, but she didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)