No matter how beautiful Xiao Lian is, she is in line with his wishes, but she has no medical skills and she cannot cure him.
This is the meaning of one's existence to him.
The more you are the emperor, the more you take care of your dragon body. Even if the heroes like Cao Cao back then, they should respect Hua Tuo three points.
When a person's life is in the hands of others, he will of course be in awe. It has nothing to do with men or women.
That's what Luo Jia's generous gift is!
However, Hua Tuo was killed by Cao Cao in the end because he refused to treat Cao Cao exclusively!
She held the flower marten, and the delicate fur color was smoother than the best silk. This was the medical treatment given to her by His Majesty the Northern Emperor!
The other thing has no special meaning. The two little palace maids don’t understand, but she actually understands it. She wants to go back by herself, just to treat him.
I felt sad long ago. At this time, I didn't seem too sad.
"Empress, I guess, Your Majesty will send someone to pick you up soon..."
Yes, the two are forwards, and Luo Jia will definitely take him back! Go back to help him see a doctor. That's all. But who will he send next time?
She said lightly: "How is the battle in the North?"
"The servants were sent by His Majesty for 800 miles in a hurry. When they left, they had no news yet. They were busy rushing along the way, and had no time to stop, and they didn't know what the situation of the battle ahead."
Eight hundred miles of speed up? Luo Jia can think of it.
"Your Majesty said that spring is also very cold, and I am afraid that the Empress will be frozen, so this flower marten will be sent as soon as possible..."
Fangfei looked at the sun above her head and smiled.
Hongxia stuttered: "Who knew that this summer came so early and became hot so quickly..."
It’s not that summer comes early, but that His Majesty is too inappropriate.
Seeing that her face was not good, the two dared not ask again. Hongyun remembered the allusion of private money and the instructions of His Majesty, and even more afraid to speak again, for fear that one sentence would be wrong. Not only could she not persuade her, she would rather compare her.