He really has nothing to do with Wang's illness.

"It has been the last two times."

"When is the last time that Wang and her skin are related?" Asked the head carefully.

"A month ago."

The head of the court said with a smile, "when you go to see the princess, you will know what the situation is."

He thought in his mind that he might be pregnant.

But without certainty, he would not jump to conclusions.

When fengqingtian returned home with the royal doctor, Gu Bailu happened to take a walk in the yard with breakfast and picked a Begonia plug.

"Girl 18, beautiful as flowers, wearing big red flowers, beautiful as pictures..."

Humming his own random choreography, turned two Waltzes, thinking about whether to go to the shop to see.

She asked the night's bodyguard to find some assistants and the shopkeeper to take care of the shop for her. I don't know if it's unreliable.

Looking up, I can see the tall figure of fengqingtian coming down from Langfang.

There was an old man with a medicine chest behind him.

Fengqingtian is indeed fengqingtian. If you have any questions, you will find a royal doctor. Fortunately, she has figured out a way ahead of time.

There is an extra silver needle in the palm of your hand. Hurry to stick it on your Zusanli.

Feng Qingtian came over and saw that she was pink and tender, her tiny face was pink and her crystal skin was like protein. She could not help holding her in her arms and gave her a light peck.

Gu Bailu glared at him: "thief! Eat the devil. "

Feng Qingtian knew that she was talking about last night, so he can't be blamed. He didn't want to bear such an attractive thing in his arms.

But without her cooperation, there is always something missing. He prefers to listen to her lovely little mouth overflowing with low methotrexate.

He chuckled and whispered in her ear, "the contract says that I can sleep at will for two months."

Gu Bailu thought of putting it off again and again, but didn't think fengqingtian would take advantage of her sleep to harden it.

It's disgusting.

"If you want to sleep like this, you can do it."

Feng Qingtian pulled down her face and twisted her red lips with her fingers: "what are you talking about? Next time, your mouth will swell."

Gu Bailu snorted, walked into the pavilion and began to drink tea.

Feng Qingtian sat down beside her and resisted the impulse to hold her in her arms and sit on her legs. He said to her, "there is something wrong with your body. Let the royal doctor have a look."

Gu Bailu, with a smile, reached out his wrist and said to the doctor, "if there is any incurable disease, please don't tell me directly, let me not know until I die."

Feng Qingtian clasps her palm on the top of her head: "forgot my warning just now?"

This woman really dares to say anything. How could she curse herself like this.

The head of the hospital said with a smile, "don't worry, princess, you have no problem living for hundreds of years."

Gu Bailu Dudu mouth: "you call me princess again, I may be angry next second."

The head of the hospital was very smart and didn't answer her words. He concentrated on probing her pulse.

He has to be clear about Wang's blood problems and make no mistakes.

How can the princess's pulse be so disordered? It seems that there are some overlapping pulse, like slippery pulse. It's uncertain.

He couldn't understand the confusion and overlap.

But it's only a month, it's too early, so it's not obvious?

There was a sweat on the forehead of the head of the hospital. He thought that when he came, he would know what happened to the princess. Unexpectedly, he would be in such trouble.

Don't say it is to see if it is slippery, even her body can't feel it.

A quarter of an hour later, the head of the hospital took back his hand, wiped his forehead and asked Gu Bailu, "princess, is it accurate?"