"What's the money?" Hua Ruoli couldn't react to the silver bill pushed by her.

Liu Weiwei said, by the way, he told Hua Ruoli about what he didn’t understand: "The money I spent on seeing a doctor is strange to say. It’s obviously not a serious illness, but I have to pay a lot of money to invite me to see a doctor. ."

After listening to Liu Weiwei's words, Hua Ruoli smiled clearly, "First, I want to see you, the genius doctor, and second, I want to befriend you, and third, it’s just that the genius doctor sees a doctor and satisfies my sense of vanity."

Liu Weiwei shook his head and chuckled, taking a sip of the tea on the table.

"How is your body?" Liu Weiwei asked, looking at Hua Ruoli's face, "I'll give you a pulse again."

"It's better, hands don't seem to be so cold at night." Hua Ruoli replied, stretching out her white wrist.

Liu Weiwei put his hand on it, and took it back for a moment, "Keep drinking the medicine, and you can start the treatment in half a month. Remember, you can't touch alcohol during the medicine."

"Okay." Hua Ruoli replied, withdrawing his hand.

Three days later, the Huafu was closed for a happy event. No one outside knew about it, and the inside was not very lively. Although there were red silk and red lanterns and happy characters, it was not very lively.

"The son, the genius doctor, the empress and the king are coming."

The two were about to pay their respects. When they heard this disappearing, Liu Weiwei subconsciously went to see Hua Ruoli next to him.

She hadn't forgotten that she admired this empress deeply.

Although there is a hijab and the face cannot be seen clearly, the hands holding the red silk are constantly shrinking, and the joints are faintly red.

Liu Weiwei sighed and leaned close to his ear, softly soothing: "Don't be nervous, it's time to pick up."

After that, he took the initiative to push Hua Ruoli's wheelchair and walked outside.

Seeing the visitor, Liu Weiwei knelt down and buckled his head, "paying respect to the female emperor."

Hua Ruoli sits stiffly in a wheelchair, with a red hijab on his head and tightly holding a red silk in his hands.

With his head hanging down, Liu Weiwei could only see the bright yellow clothes corner hanging in front of him.

"Flat body." Liu Weiwei stood up with the voice of the empress.

Yu Guang looked at the heroes and heroines in this novel, their appearances were good, the clothes were not grand, but the embroidered phoenix on the clothes showed his identity.

"Today the Huafu got married, why is it so deserted? I haven't had a happy event today."

Before Liu Weiwei opened his mouth to explain, Hua Ruoli said first: "The Queen is joking, and the Queen personally made an decree. How dare Huafu resist the decree."

Liu Weiwei closed his mouth, this is a war between two men.

"If Li, I'm here to witness your marriage." The Empress opened her mouth, with a hint of guilt in her tone.

"Since it's here, please go over there. It just so happens that I'm going to pay a visit." Hua Ruoli's voice was cold, just like a cat with exploded hair, but now it suddenly came down.

The empress and queen are in front.

Liu Weiwei looked at Hua Ruoli's clenched fist, stretched out his hand to attach it, and opened his palms. There were a few clear fingerprints on the white palms. After applying some strength, he might be about to break. He sighed silently in his heart. Distressed, "Don't hurt yourself."

Putting the red silk back into Hua Ruoli's hands, Liu Weiwei pushed the wheelchair to catch up with the female emperor and the group in front.

I saw the empress and the queen sitting in the high hall consciously.

No one has any doubts, Baitang is just the beginning.

"One worship to heaven and earth, two worship to Gaotang, husband and wife worship each other, and the ceremony is completed!"

It wasn't until this ceremony was heard that Liu Weiwei had a little sense of marriage.

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