"Ruoruo, help him go back to rest, I don't want to see him." Waving his hand, Yan Rong glared at his nephew fiercely.
I will settle the accounts with him after I recover. This matter is not over yet.
Yan Ying pursed her lips and smiled, feeling so inexplicably happy that Ruoruo couldn't help but look at it again and again.
Finally returning to the spacious carriage, he Mao returned to his place and lay down. He hooked his finger at Ruoruo, indicating that he wanted her to accompany him.
"Take some more rest." She was really worried. "Daddy said we would go to the city to rest tonight, and then we can have a good sleep."[
"Xiao Ruoruo, don't worry, I'm fine." He put her pillow on his arm and hugged Ruoruo's soft body. Yan Ying began to feel restless again.
Biting her earlobe, his hot hands reached in and lifted up her coat skirt, reaching into the skirt to cover her flat belly, and then sighed with contentment. "Good girl, cool down daddy's temperature."
Ruoruo was still embarrassed and looked worriedly at the door of the car, fearing that some ignorant person would break in and see this ambiguous scene.
"Don't worry, anyone who dares to lift the curtain will be skinned by me."
The sound was very soft, but it was enough to make Jiu Yao shiver outside the car.
He strode to the carriage and stood far away. While ensuring that he could not hear his master's conversation, he had to be careful not to be mistakenly entered.
Which of the guards would bother the emperor if they had nothing to do?
Those who dare to go straight in are those who His Majesty cannot punish, such as the Second Master and the Seventh Master.
Of course the emperor will not skin these gentlemen, he is the one he is threatening.
Looking up to the sky in resignation, maybe the chief guard's duties include automatically guarding the door when the emperor wants to do harm to the empress.
.......
It has to be said that Yan Rong’s title of miracle doctor is by no means unearned.
He doesn't want to be treated, so he will do everything possible to delay it, or even just ignore it and leave.
But if he really wanted to take action, it would only take a little effort to cure the disease with medicine.
When he entered the city in the evening, Yan Ying opened his eyes and saw that he was sick.
The fever was gone, the wounds no longer hurt, and apart from a little weakness after the illness, he was in great spirits.