Chapter 242 Generals always love to commit crimes 24
Shen Jiao curled her lips slightly when she saw this.
"why are you laughing?"
Fu Youan glared at her angrily, "Why didn't you tell me just now so that I could send you an imperial doctor to treat you earlier?"
"I am smiling~ The emperor cares about me, which makes me feel happy."
"Who cares about you? I only care about my reputation."
Fu Youan had a stiff neck because he refused to admit this.
What you say is not what you mean, but what you say is hard and your heart is soft.
I don’t know who I learned this temper from, it’s so awkward to be like this~
Shen Jiao complained in her heart, reached out and rubbed his ear slightly, staring straight at Fu Youan.
Fu Youan's eyes began to wander, "Go back if you have nothing to do."
"The minister is gone."
Shen Jiao stood up and touched her shoulder pretending to be forbearing, as if "I'm injured on my shoulder and it hurts so much that I'm going to die, but I won't show it in front of you."
Needless to say, her acting skills are still very good.
Fu Youan's brows furrowed in fright, and his heart skipped a beat, "You, your shoulder, I'd better call a doctor to come in and take a look at it."
It looked like he didn't have long to live.
He was actually a little worried.
Shen Jiao shook her head slightly, leaned over and gently stroked his cheek with her fingertips, "If your Majesty is willing to take the initiative, all my illnesses will be cured."
Fu Youan:......
Pooh!
Color embryo!
I have never seen such a problem with the Duke of Laozhen~ This man must have learned bad things from those fritters in the barracks!
He subconsciously nudged Shen Jiao again, but unexpectedly, Shen Jiao swayed back slightly with a delicate look on her face, and then she let out a "hiss", and a look of pain flashed across her face.
Fu Youan glanced at his hands and his heart tightened.
Could he have accidentally touched Shen Jiao's wound?
"Are you OK?"
"I'm fine. I was penetrated by General Usha's spear here. But I'm thick-skinned and thick-skinned. I'm used to it. It's nothing serious. Your Majesty, don't worry about it."
Shen Jiao said very generously.
The more she said this, the more uncomfortable Fu Youan felt, and his voice dropped several degrees, "I don't know either~"
He looked at Shen Jiao with an indifferent expression, thought for a moment, got up and went to the shelf to get a bottle of wound medicine and put it into Shen Jiao's hand, "Go back and apply the medicine."
"How about the emperor giving me medicine?"
Shen Jiao took advantage of the opportunity to hold Fu Youan's wrist and put it on her abdomen.
She has been fighting on horseback for so many years, and the eight hard muscles on her abdomen are no joke.
She was wearing a slightly tight night clothes, and Fu Youan felt his fingertips burning when he touched her through the clothes, let alone undressing her and applying medicine to her.
He quickly pushed people away.
After Shen Jiao left, Fu Youan stood there alone for a long time, stunned, and then he called Bai Song's name.
Baisongren was waiting in the side hall. When he heard the voice, he hurried in and said, "My servant is here."
"Bai Song, you, go find something for me."
Fu Youan said softly.
Bai Song didn't hear clearly, so he took two steps forward and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you want your servant to find?"
"Just, little boy, do you still want me to tell you about that picture?"
Bai Song:???
Bai Song:!!!
"Cough~"
Bai Song choked twice on his own spit, with shock and confusion written all over his face, "But Your Majesty, haven't you and Duke Zhen long ago..."
You already have experience, but you still ask him what he wants to do?
"I tell you to go and just go. Why are you asking so many questions?"
"Yes, I will go right away."
Seeing Bai Song take two steps out, Fu Youan stopped him again, "Wait, be careful, don't get discovered."
He still has some shame.
Bai Song nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Only then did Fu Youan let him go.
He didn't believe it. He was also a man, so why was he being led by the nose by the Duke of Zhen again and again?
He needs to stand up!
Fu You'an thought to himself and called the imperial doctor to the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion early the next morning.
Shen Jiao had just woken up at that time, and she couldn't help but laugh when the housekeeper said that an imperial doctor had been sent from the palace.
That kid in the palace is really interesting~
"Let's see."
Shen Jiao handed over her wrist with confidence. After the doctor checked the pulse, he looked at her with some doubts, then changed his hand and continued to check the pulse.
After a long while, the imperial doctor hissed softly, "Your Majesty said this morning that Duke Zhen Guo was seriously injured. He only forgives the official for his lack of academic skills. Duke Zhen Guo seems to be fine."
The emperor called him over early in the morning, with a solemn look on his face, as if Duke Zhen Guo was seriously injured and was about to die soon. He was so frightened that he crawled and ran towards Duke Zhen Guo's mansion.
As a result... nothing happened.
Shen Jiao looked at him indifferently and said, "The emperor said that I am seriously ill, and I am seriously ill. Don't make any noise about this matter. Just tell the emperor that I was injured by some swords and arrows, and I need to recover for a while."
The imperial doctor's pupils shrank when he heard this, "Yes, I know this."
Suffer!
Isn't he involved in some palace secrets?
It's over, it's over.
Can he still see the sun tomorrow?
Shortly after the imperial doctor left, Shen Jiao went out to find Fu Hansheng.
Fu Hansheng asked Shen Jiao to meet at Qingfeng Teahouse at noon.
As soon as Shen Jiao arrived at the door of the teahouse, she heard the storyteller inside banging the wooden door heavily. People drinking tea and chatting were sitting at many tables.
She gave her name to Fu Hansheng and was invited into the innermost box by the waiter at the teahouse.
"King Xuan."
Shen Jiao raised her hand as a courtesy to him.
Fu Hansheng didn't care about her irregular behavior, he just smiled and greeted her to sit down, "I heard that an imperial doctor came to your house this morning, but he was injured?"
"It's true that I suffered some injuries on the battlefield, but it's nothing serious."
Shen Jiao said calmly.
Fu Hansheng handed her a cup of tea, waved his hand, and the rest of the people in the box retreated out the door, "Originally, I should have given you more time to recover from your injuries before talking about this matter."
"It's just that I got some news a few days ago. Brother Huang probably can't tolerate you anymore. But now that you have just returned from a meritorious service, he won't touch you easily. But if you wait for another half month, I'm afraid..."
Fu Hansheng sighed softly as he spoke, leaving Shen Jiao to figure out the rest of the unfinished words.
Is Shen Jiao having an idea?
She figured it out.
She felt that Fu Youan probably couldn't say such a thing.
I'm afraid Fu Hansheng just made this up to arouse her defense and hostility towards Fu Youan, and then induce her to take action!
She didn't use this low-level trick of sowing discord eight hundred years ago.
However, Shen Jiao followed his words and frowned, "This is going to be tricky."
"It's not that difficult."
Fu Hansheng shook his head slightly, "It's not just you, the emperor brother can't tolerate me anymore and is planning to catch you and me in one fell swoop."
"Oh? What are your plans, Your Majesty?"
"It's not really a plan. As long as you just come back, I might as well contact Zuo Heng and the others to strike first."
"That's a good idea."
Shen Jiao nodded, "Zuo Heng can control all the imperial guards. I can also contact Uncle Chu and Chu Zhaoxiu and ask him to mobilize the capital to control the courtiers in the palace and not come out to cause trouble for you and me."
"So good!"
Shen Jiao's suggestion was exactly what Fu Hansheng wanted.