Shen Cong, who was called by Mingruo to take care of Huangfu Ye, heard the 'three nine-turn soul-returning pills' and became much gentler when diagnosing Huangfu Ye's pulse - with Huang Yaoshi's skill in refining medicine, he had been refining it for twenty or thirty years in the medicine hall. The annual medicine can be worth the price of three Nine-Transformation Soul-Returning Pills.
Therefore, Huang Yaoshi must not die. If he dies, the master will suffer a big loss.
"Huang Yaoshi, you are very weak. It is best to rest in bed for three to five months." Shen Cong carefully protected the stretcher, "Twelve Guards, let's go slower. Huang Yaoshi is now worth three million taels." If the beauty lamp is slightly bumped, it will be bad."
"..." A row of black lines fell off Twelve's head. This 'lamp' is too expensive. If it fell into his own hands, the boss would have to hammer him to death. No wonder that brat Fifteen squatted on the roof and fell for it. If you don't come down to work, you'll have to bet on fish.
Mingruo stood in the corridor, watching Huangfu Ye being carried down, and rubbed his brows, feeling that this day was extremely long.
Si Haochen hugged Mingruo from behind and said, "It's getting late. Should we go back or rest here?"
In the past, Mingruo would have lived here. Unfortunately, things are different now. His Majesty Yunhuang will have an early court appearance tomorrow. Although the medicine hall is not far from the palace, it is not as convenient as returning to the palace.
"It's better to go back." A sly smile appeared on Mingruo's lips, "But now that the palace gate has been unlocked, can we still go back?"
"What do you think?" Si Haochen poked Mingruo's forehead, "Where do all these weird ideas come from?"
"Fifteen, prepare the car." Si Haochen glanced at Fifteen squatting on the ridge of the roof.
"The carriage is already waiting outside the door." Fifteen drove the carriage over with great foresight.
Si Haochen grabbed Mingruo's waist, turned over and jumped onto the roof, landing directly next to the carriage with several leaps: "Queen, please move forward and drive."
"Xiao Chenzi, help me get into the car." Ming Ruo stretched out his arm in a serious manner. He wore a string of Lianli fruit bracelets on his slender wrist. Under the moonlight, the wrist made it even more white as jade.
Si Haochen held the catkins with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, the Queen."
"Ah ha ha ha." Ming Ruo didn't expect His Majesty Yun Huang to be so cooperative and laughed so hard.
Si Haochen finally made his tired-looking wife laugh, and he felt a little relieved. His Ruo'er was the one who was happy every day.
His Majesty the Emperor Yun carried the Queen horizontally into the carriage and held her in his arms: "Let's go."
Eunuch Ke, who came out of the palace to pick up the emperor and returned to the palace, knelt down directly and kept wailing in his heart: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, I can act whatever I want behind closed doors with you. Can you not come out to scare people?"
Xunyi stretched out his hand to lift Eunuch Ke, who was so frightened that his legs were weak, into the car, and waved his riding whip: "Drive!"
Horse-drawn carriages trotted along the streets at night. There was no curfew during the Lantern Festival, and both sides of the streets were brightly lit with various lanterns.
However, at this hour, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and Mingruo dozed off with his head tilted on Si Haochen's shoulder.
Thirteen, who had been accompanying Chu Chenzhou on errands tonight, reported outside the carriage: "Everyone in Jiecaifang has been taken back to Dali Temple by Mr. Chu for questioning. But many people outside Jiecaifang are still unconscious. Mr. Chu Let the subordinates come to ask for instructions from the master, how should we deal with those people?"
Regarding this question, Si Haochen didn't know the answer at all. He raised his hand and scratched the bridge of Mingruo's straight nose: "What should we do?"
The drowsy Mingruo didn't even bother to open his eyelids: "There is no need to do anything. People will wake up at dawn tomorrow."
"I wonder if the Queen has a way to revive people quickly?" Before Thirteen came back to resume his life, the people who came to 'claim' his family were noisy and gave him a headache.
"I woke up after a few slaps." Mingruo directly relayed the 'solution' given by Linglong.
"This..." Thirteen was a little unsure. The Queen was joking, right?
"Ahem." Although 'slapping' is a simple and effective method, it sounds like a joke, "Um, the silver needle pricks the person's central acupuncture point for three points. The silver needle must be disinfected to avoid cross-infection.
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"My subordinate understands." Thirteen suddenly felt that a slap in the face would be more practical. Where could he find so many silver needles and people who knew how to administer them in the middle of the night?
Thirteen decided to throw all the solutions given by the Queen to Mr. Chu. As for those who went to fight for the gold leaves and fell unconscious, it didn’t matter whether they ended up being blown by the cold wind all night or slapped with silver needles.
It's his business.
When the carriage arrived at the palace, Mingruo was already sleeping deeply in Si Haochen's arms.
His Majesty the Emperor Yun carefully carried his daughter-in-law back to the palace and put her on the bed. When she took off her outer clothes, Mingruo said, "Huh?"
"Nothing, just go to sleep." Si Haochen put his coat on the hanger.
"Oh." Mingruo rolled onto the bed and was hit on the head by the hairpin, "Well..."
"Don't move yet." Si Haochen leaned forward and took off all the hair accessories on Ming Ruo's head. His hair was instantly spread out like a waterfall on the soft pillow, and the scenery was particularly beautiful.
Aunt Dong and Zi Su came in with hot water for washing, and saw that the Queen had already fallen asleep. Zi Su twisted a hot handkerchief to clean the Queen's face, and Aunt Dong took out her pajamas from the closet.
"You guys go down." His Majesty Yun Huang took the pajamas from Aunt Dong's hand and took care of his own snacks with his own hands.
"No~" Mingruo felt someone tickling her skin in her sleep, and rolled onto the bed again.
"You don't want to wear this yourself..." Si Haochen threw the pajamas in his hand to the foot of the bed, pulled the quilt and covered the two of them.
Maybe it was because she was too tired the day before. Mingruo slept very deeply and was woken up by the heat when she got up early. Si Haochen surrounded her whole body.
"Huh?" Si Haochen held the little hand that was making trouble on his chest.
"Hot..." Mingruo felt like a little monkey trapped under the mountain of her husband.
Si Haochen took deep breaths several times: "If you move any more, it will only get hotter."
Mingruo blew into Si Haochen's ear without fear of death, and then said with a pinched voice: "Your Majesty, you are going to be late for work!"
His Majesty, Emperor Yun, was so aroused that he opened the bed curtains and looked at the sky. His teeth chattered loudly: "You bad girl, why are you so annoying!"
"Hahaha..." Mingruo sat up from the quilt and realized that she was not wearing pajamas, "Yeah!"
His Majesty Yunhuang saw the sling of his bellyband falling on his slender collarbone, and his eyes darkened - this poor emperor seemed to be very irritable, and it was affecting him too much to spend time with his wife.
"Your Majesty, it's time to get up." Eunuch Ke reminded softly from outside.
Aunt Dong looked at the sky speechlessly. She said that the emperor did not need to be called, and this old Kete wanted to die. Aunt Dong took Zisu Jiyue and moved to the side, away from Eunuch Ke.
After getting up, His Majesty Yun Huang found someone to vent his anger to. A black shadow sprang out from the inner room, drew an arc in the air, and hit Eunuch Ke directly on the head.
"Hey." Eunuch Ke quickly covered his mouth, stretched out his hand to touch his head, and took off one of his boots.
