"Zheng'er, Rong'er, eat slowly and be careful not to burn your mouth. We have plenty of time."
Seeing the two little guys lowering their heads and eating fiercely, not afraid of being burned, she warned them softly.
They just came out today to see if there was an academy suitable for the two little guys. They didn't have to go to school right away, so they took their time.
"Mom, this is delicious."
Rong'er used the small spoon in her hand to put soy milk into her mouth one spoonful at a time, while raising her head and saying to her mother.
He had never tasted this before. It was quite fresh and delicious.
"Mom, you should eat too, the buns are almost cold." Zheng'er also looked at his mother and said.
The weather in Kyoto is no better than that of the border. Even in summer, when the sun is blazing, the temperature is not high. Especially in the early morning, it is very cool.
"Okay, mom will eat it too."
An Jiuyue responded with a smile, picked up the bun and took a bite.
"Sister-in-law, which school should we go to first? Deyuan? Or Wenhua?" Qian Yiyun asked from the side.
These two schools were recommended by Yan Qin and were said to be the most reputable schools in Kyoto. She also thought they were pretty good and had heard of them before.
"Let's go to Deyuan."
An Jiuyue thought for a while and said.
…
In the palace, in Concubine Wen's bedroom.
"Ah... be gentle... old man, you want to kill me, can't you be gentle?"
Waves of screams came from King Sui's mouth, and the heart-wrenching pain in his arms made him want to lift his foot and kick the imperial doctor in front of him to death.
But the reality is that he can't even do big moves, let alone kick people.
"Sui'er, be patient and let Dr. Hao take a look at it."
Concubine Wen's face was full of worry, and she softly persuaded her son. When she turned to look at the old doctor, her face was stern.
"Mr. Hao, please be gentle. Don't you know if King Sui's hand hurts? Why are you using so much force? If something happens to King Sui, can you bear it?"
"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand."
Poor Doctor Hao answered the question while wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
But who the hell is going to tell him what's going on with King Sui? He took his pulse for a long time and felt his bones a few times, but he couldn't find out where he was injured at all?
But when I heard King Sui's scream like a pig being slaughtered, I didn't realize it was fake.
He couldn't help but wonder, was it because his medical skills were too poor, or was it because he was old and his medical skills had faded and were no longer useful?
"His Royal Highness King Sui, may I ask you... how did you get hurt?" he asked cautiously.
"This king..."
Mentioning how he was injured, King Sui's pale face turned dark.
How can he express such embarrassing things? Doesn't he want to lose face by saying that he was hurt by a woman?
"Mr. Hao, Sui'er was pinched on the wrist. I don't know if the bones were injured. The other hand was pricked by the person with a silver needle."
Concubine Wen saw that her son refused to speak, so she quickly spoke up and said it.
The most important thing now is to heal the wound on her hand. Face is not important. After the wound is healed, she will report to the emperor and cure Qian Jiyun!
"Your wrist was pinched?"
After hearing Concubine Wen's words, Imperial Physician Hao's face was filled with shame.
Both of King Sui's arms had been touched by him, and his bones had been pinched. Are there any signs that someone had pinched the wrists?
