My Empress is My Bad Girl

Imperial Doctor Ouyang has always accepted the compliments of others in its entirety.

He is the same generation as Queen Mother Yundai, and Yu Qianer is the elder.

Qian'er respects him very much.

Imperial Doctor Ouyang is also old, but his complexion is ruddy, his shoulders are straight, and he walks with wind.

He smiled and bowed to Qian'er, "Princess, don't worry. This girl, take off the face towel and let the old man see the scar on your face."

Zhaohui looked towards Qianer.

Qian'er nodded: "If anyone in this world can heal your face, he will be the only one."

Zhaohui felt anxious and raised her hand to take off her towel.

She was afraid that her face was too terrible and her injuries were too serious, and she was sentenced to death by the genius doctor in front of her.

However, when the doctor Ouyang saw her face, his expression was as usual, as if he had seen it a thousand times and ten thousand times.

He even smiled: "The wound has been treated well. Let me guess, is it the handwriting of Er Ma?"

"It's him, but he can only deal with it like this. He can't get rid of this scar." Qianer said.

"He is not good at this aspect. It is already very good to be able to handle it like this." Ouyang sighed, "The prescriptions that the second brother Ma Wanli brought back this time, but to save the people from water and fire, it is a great merit."

Qian'er smiled and said, "For people like Zhaohui, you are their salvation. Saving thousands of people is the same merit as saving one person."

"Hahaha!" Doctor Ouyang laughed heartily, "Among your sisters, the princess is the most talkative, most like the queen mother!"

Qianer pursed his lips and smiled.

How old is the mother's queen, and she's still a girl.

However, the mother's face is not old, and in the hearts of the elders, she has always looked like a little girl, which is not surprising.

While examining the wounds on Zhaohui's face, the Royal Doctor Ouyang asked casually: "Speaking of which, where has the queen mother gone now and when will she come back?"

Qian'er shook his head: "Blessed are those who can see her when she sees the Queen Shenlong."

Zhaohui listened in silence for a long time, and said weakly, "Is the queen mother that the princess said is the Master Xiangu worshiped by Lianhua?"

"Yes, have you met her?" Qian'er asked.

"A glimpse from afar." Zhaohui recalled the situation at the time and murmured, "It was really a couple of gods, and it has amazed me so far."

Ouyang smiled.

The world thinks that the Queen Mother took the new love she found in Beiqi to go out to play, but those close to them know that it is not the new love of Beiqi, but the old love of Da Zhou.

Zhaohui smiled and said: "The princess is right, everyone who has met the queen mother is blessed. In our stockade, the lotus flower is the most blessed. As for me... now I am also a blessing in disguise."

Qian'er smiled and said, "Your blessing is still behind."

Ouyang checked carefully for a long time, and his expression was a bit solemn.

Zhaohui's heart was raised immediately, but she did not dare to ask.

Qianer asked, "Doctor Ouyang, for such a small injury, you won't be able to check it for so long. You frown and sigh? Who are you trying to scare to death?"

Ouyang laughed and said: "Princess, princess, you really have too many good doctors around you, and you are spoiled. It should be noted that burns and scalds are the most difficult scars in the world. If you hesitate for a while, you will be anxious."

"It is difficult for ordinary doctors. But who are you, you are the genius doctor Ouyang."

"Princess, don't compliment the old man." Ouyang waved his hand repeatedly, "This girl's injury is not incurable, but

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