Chapter 967

Diao Chan didn't want to disappoint nalanchu by refusing to answer, and he didn't want to mention the past, so he took the route of saving the country by curvilinearly kissing nalanchu, which naturally distracted someone's attention.

However, although the line of sight diverged, the consequence was very serious. The consequence was that they gasped for breath, and Qi Qi hated the "great aunt" as a relative.

After a long time, they changed their clothes and were ready to go out.

"My Lord, why don't you go to the study first?" Nalanchu whispered.

Nalanchu looked at nalanchu in a puzzled way, "didn't the clothes change?"

Nalanchu blushed. Maybe they changed clothes in front of him before the ceremony of Duke Zhou. They still felt very embarrassed, so they went to the screen and changed clothes. "I need to wash my face again."

"What do you want me to do in the study when you put on your make-up?"

"This..."

Diao Chan chuckled, "are you afraid I'll see you without makeup? You just cried so fiercely, and your makeup has been gone for a long time. If you don't believe it, look in the mirror. "

Nalanchu was startled and looked in the mirror.

Sure enough, the bright copper mirror, if a young woman out of water lotus do thoroughly pure, which has the trace of makeup?

“……”

Diao Chan walked over, put his hands on nalanchu's shoulders, and looked down at the woman in the mirror. "Whether you wear makeup or not, it's beautiful."

“……” Nalanchu blushed, "OK, big Just a moment, my Lord. I'll put on my make-up quickly. "

Nalanchu more and more agree with the emperor's view - at this moment, even the close maidservant Xiaoju is not allowed to enter her and his space. In this room, there are only two people, she and Diao Chan, who can no longer accept anyone.

Fortunately, nalanchu is a girl with strong hands-on ability on weekdays. After washing her face makeup and combing a simple bun, it will soon be appropriate.

Looking back, she was startled to see Diao Chan leaning on the table, holding her arms in both hands, frowning and staring at her, with a kind of examination, "this concentration is just right, usually make-up should not be too strong."

Na LAN Chu doesn't understand, "adult likes such elegant plastic surgery?"

Diao Chan is serious, "I don't like you to dress up too beautiful. You can only show me your beauty."

“……” Nalanchu blushed. I really don't know how Diao Chan said these numb words seriously. The question is very nice, "I I'm done. I'm Let's go and have a look at the temple. "

"No lunch yet." Diao Chan kindly reminds me.

Nalanchu's stomach grunted, as if to hear a reminder, "but now this time with lunch, will not be appropriate?"

Yes, just two people kiss me so long ago, I missed the lunch time. At this time, it's not right. Even it's embarrassing to go to the imperial dining room to cook and get it back.

"What's wrong? As long as we want to have a meal, it's OK. "

Diao Chan went out to ask the maid of honor to take lunch. They went out after lunch. It was evening.

……

Qiudan palace is not far from the South Gate of the imperial palace. Because it is too far from Yonghua palace in the center of the back palace, the palace is located in a remote place. Although it is not small in scale, it is a little simple.

As the sun sets, the reddish light sprinkles on the roof of the courtyard wall of qiudan palace, with an indescribable depression.

Nalanchu saw that the place not far from the palace was full of guards. He kept the palace like a prison. Although he felt it was not right, he also felt the tension of Changge. He could not help saying, "Changge's feelings for the emperor are really enviable."

Diao Chan took a light look, "if it were me, I would not let them enter the palace."

Na LAN Chu a Leng, afterward in the heart sweet Zizi.

The two passed the guard. When the leader of the guard saw Diao Chan, he immediately saluted him. Diao Chan explained a few words and brought nalanchu into the room.

When nalanchu entered, he heard xiaojue's cry.

As a colleague of Nalan Taiyi, Zhou Taiyi is especially good at musculoskeletal, especially acupuncture.

"Madame Diao." Zhou Taiyi gave up his hand.

"Don't be polite, uncle Zhou. Please call me ChuChu." Nalanchu lowered his head and whispered.

Zhou Taiyi and Nalan Taiyi are colleagues. They have good personal relations, and they can be regarded as the people who watched nalanchu grow up. But now, nalanchu has changed into the wife of Diao Chan, the first red man around the emperor, and they dare not neglect him.

As soon as doctor Zhou was about to speak, Diao Chan said, "Uncle Zhou, how is Diao Wenwu?" It's an attitude.

In the heart of Zhou Taiyi, he was surprised. Did Diao Chan love nalanchu so much? For the sake of his wife?

Nalanchu also looked at Diao Chan in surprise, and then pressed his lips to smile.

"If you go back to Diao Chan, you will be judged by the next official that Mr. Diao's symptoms are myasthenia, which is manifested by weakness of muscles and muscles. However, Mr. Zhou's symptoms are different from those of normal myasthenia. Once upon a time, if the patient got sick, his muscles and muscles would gradually lose strength, and finally he would collapse in bed. This process is irreversible, but Mr. Diao's weakness is really paroxysmal, that is, sometimes good and sometimes bad. This I haven't seen such symptoms before. " Zhou Tai is a doctor.Diao Chan frowned slightly, "infectious?"

"I don't think you can infect Diao Chan. Otherwise, Mrs. Yang's parents and Mr. Diao's son will get sick day and night."

Diao Chan was relieved and asked nalanchu, "do you want to go in and have a look?"

Nalanchu nodded, "yes, although uncle Zhou's medical skills are higher than my concubine's, if I don't have relatives to check my body, I can't reply when I go back to my master."

During the speech, he also retained the face of Zhou Taiyi.

Diao Chan nodded to Zhou Taiyi and then accompanied his wife into the room.

In the courtyard, there are traces of cleaning everywhere. On weekdays, no one lives in the Qiugong palace, only servants clean it. Now, even the flowers and plants in the courtyard are potted plants from the imperial garden.

But it doesn't matter.

After entering the room, I smelled the smell of medicine, and the atmosphere was quite comfortable. I'm afraid that his family often saw him get sick and had been used to it.

See a dignified young official and a young woman with elegant temperament into the room, in addition to the Diao Wenwu lying on the bed, Diao family old couple has rushed out.

"The grass people and the women of the people, please send greetings to the adults and their wives."

When nalanchu looked around, he saw that the Diao couple were about 40 years old. Diao's wife was thin, Diao Zhongqing was not tall and slightly fat, but both of them were kind-hearted and had a good impression at first sight. "Are you the parents of xiaojue? My name is nalanchu. I'm the wife of Diao Chan and the daughter of Nalan Taiyi. Now I'm in the women's medical department. If you trust me, I'll treat my son. How about that? "

"Of course, the women of the people trust Mrs. Diao. She is very famous. Moreover, the little girl has just been saying that Mrs. Diao has excellent medical skills and can bring the dying back to life. She asks Mrs. Diao to save Wenwu."

"Yes," Diao Zhongqing also said, "I just heard little girl say that it's thanks to Madame Diao, who is a benefactor of our family that she can connect civil and martial arts to the palace."

“……” Nalanchu didn't know how to answer. Her proposal almost caused a disaster. "Thank you for your trust, but Dr. Zhou can't find out the cause of the disease. You don't have too much hope for me, but anyway, I will try my best."

"Yes, thank you, Madame Diao." Thank you both.

Nalanchu nodded and went in.

Diao Chan follows nalanchu and holds the medicine box for him.

When walking into the bed, he saw Diao Wenwu in his sleep. Nalanchu sighed, "it's a pity to be a good boy."

Diao Wenwu looks very similar to his elder sister xiaojue, with delicate features and slim figure.

Diao Chan also nodded, "yes, you look smart. If you don't have a strange disease, you can do something with a little training."

Nalanchu got serious. "Give me the medicine box."

"Good." Diao Chan passes the medicine box.

One for one, one for another.

Nalanchu skillfully treated Diao Wenwu and asked him many questions. Later, he put the pulse pillow into the medicine box.

"How is my son, Madame Diao?" Diao Zhongqing asked nervously.

Nalanchu frowned and looked apologetically at them, then shook his head.

Wen Shi wiped tears, Diao Zhongqing patted her shoulder, silent comfort.

Nalanchu wants to say and stop, and she wants to make them not give up hope. After all, there is another trump card after her - the Emperor today.

The Emperor gave her the human circulatory system, trace elements, anatomy and so on. She didn't know where the emperor learned these medical skills, but her intuition knew that these medical skills were true. Except for the emperor's hope to diagnose the cause of Diao Wenwu's disease, no one else could help.

During the conversation, Xiao Jue came back.

"Xiaojue has seen Diao Chan and ChuChu's elder sister," and then he ran to hold nalanchu's hand. "ChuChu's elder sister, what's the situation with my younger brother? Sister ChuChu, you must cure my younger brother. "

Nalanchu whispered, "Lord Changge's command Do you know? "

Small Jue a Leng, then face depressed, nodded, will nalanchu pull aside, "my brother's disease won't infect, my parents and I take care of day by day, if it can infect, we have already got?"

"Having said that, the master is the most respected one, and we can't take the responsibility," nalanchu said. "Besides, Changge didn't say that he would never let the master cure him. He just made sure that he wasn't infectious. Don't worry, he will soon be cured."

"Well, I believe in sister ChuChu." Xiaojue nodded like a pound of garlic. "Sister ChuChu, the emperor really Is that great? "

Nalanchu nodded solemnly, "the emperor is really powerful."

Xiaojue looked at his brother on the bed and said, "brother, hold on. With the emperor, you will be fine!"

……

In this way, the Diao family was settled in the qiudan palace. Several imperial doctors came to see them in turn. Most of the time, the students with them came to see the doctor.

It's night.

All sounds are quiet.

In a certain room, there is a warm ambiguity.

Yang Yuhuan rubbed her hands, "lady, I've bathed. We two..."Xiaojue's face was full of grievances, but at last she bit her lip, "sorry I I'm not in the mood... "

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