Looking at Lin Yan's gradually blushing cheeks, Meng Yinqin suddenly smiled apologetically at her: "I'm sorry, A Yan, I'm afraid I won't be able to consummate the marriage with you for the time being due to my injuries..."
Lin Yan came back to her senses and realized what he was talking about, and her cheeks suddenly turned redder.
"Ah, it's not urgent, no, no, I mean, it's okay... Uh, no, that's not what I meant..."
Meng Yinqin leaned on the stone table with his chin in his hands, watching her panic for a long time, and then said quietly: "Tell me, how should I explain this matter to Princess Sang?"
Lin Yan bit her lip, her whole body felt bad.
God! Doesn’t she look like the kind of person who is eager to consummate a marriage?
Ahhhh!!! Why didn’t you tell Princess Sang, but why did you have to go out of your way to explain this to her?
Who doesn't know that he was seriously injured and was in a coma for three days before he woke up?
Is this the time to discuss whether to consummate the marriage or not?
Seeing that her princess couldn't hold back her airs and could only scratch her head and stamp her feet, Meng Yinqin laughed muffledly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I will personally explain this matter to Princess Sang!"
Lin Yan blushed: "You, don't embarrass Sister Sang!"
Ting Xi'er said that her little uncle has a weird personality. If this makes me angry, what should I do if the time comes to draw a sword and fight with my husband?
Meng Yinqin smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pull her slender fingers, and squeezed them gently: "Don't worry, my husband will cooperate with the treatment of Dr. Han and get well as soon as possible..."
Although there is no hope for heirs, it can always give them some hope.
Fortunately, he already has Xi'er, which is enough.
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Zhuyueyuan.
Han Zhan slowly unfolded a thick blank roll of cloth.
He first lightly smoked the cloth with fire, then took out a handful of powder from his arms and sprinkled it on the cloth.
"Princess Sang, look, here are the injuries and diseases the king has suffered in the past twenty years."
"Also some of his physical conditions are listed above."
As he spoke, he slapped away the two little ones that were about to come forward to take a look.
"Why are you two joining in the fun? This is the king's private matter!"
Qin Jiaoxi glared at Bo Jiming dissatisfied: "Did you hear that, this is a private matter, please stay away!"
Han Zhan rolled his eyes: "This private matter is between husband and wife and not the private matter of all family members, so Princess, please step aside!"
Qin Jiaoxi was stunned: "What kind of private matter between husband and wife? No, doctor Han, aren't we discussing my father's injuries?"
Why is it the husband and wife’s turn to have private matters?
Could it be that her father is no longer her father after the wedding?
Han Zhan's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Bo Jiming numbly: "Prince Shang, can you understand what I mean?"
Bo Jiming's earlobes suddenly turned red and he nodded: "Well, I'll take Xi'er out for a walk right now..."
Qin Jiaoxi immediately became angry: "This is my own home, I don't need you to take me away, hum! I, the princess, will leave on my own!"
It really makes no sense, both of them are so baffling.
She just wanted to know what her father's physical condition was like now. Didn't it mean that his martial arts and internal strength were temporarily lost? She wanted to know when he would be able to recover!
I heard that there is another war on the border. What if dad has to go to quell the war?
Bo Ji obviously saw that she was very angry and wanted to comfort her, but for a moment he didn't know how to explain.
In the end, he could only hold back one sentence: "Xi'er, in fact, what the Imperial Doctor Han wants to discuss with Princess Sang should be about their heirs!"
Qin Jiaoxi was stunned, and then said in shock: "The issue of heirs? You mean my father's injury..."
