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"Yes, housekeeper."

The capable guards had already driven their horses to the imperial palace.

Constantly there are maid end basin, in and out, Yang Xuechen's many hands around the yard, anxious like ants on the hot pot.

"Did that woman kill her in secret?"

The bearded man pulled out his sword and was eager to break into the inner courtyard. He was stopped by other colleagues.

"Are you dizzy, dare to use a knife in front of the general, don't want to live!"

Another colleague echoed: "yes, this is the general's private yard. You can't go in now!"

"Fool!" After being scolded, the bearded man took back the saber scabbard.

They had to surround the whole courtyard tightly.

In the bedroom.

Huo dieying knelt on the ground, clenched the plain colored PAZI and asked in a low voice: "general, is your face OK? It's all my fault. I didn't serve you well."

Yang Xuechen is looking at the bronze mirror held by housekeeper Yang, looking at the red rash on his face. Hearing Huo dieying's words, he glances at her and returns with a smile.

"Concubine, Ben will feel itchy all over. It's very uncomfortable."

Yang Xuechen finished, leaned on the bed, closed his eyes and waited for the doctor to come.

The housekeeper let the servants back out.

He personally accompanies Yang Xuechen's side, takes the handkerchief to wipe his face and hands, and relies on the coolness of the handkerchief to relieve Yang Xuechen's itching.

And Huo dieying continues to kneel on the ground silently.

After half the effort of Zhu Xiang, the imperial doctor was brought to Yang Xuechen. He seemed to be especially afraid of Yang Xuechen. He didn't talk nonsense either. He came up and looked at Yang Xuechen himself. After a careful examination, he gave a prescription to the housekeeper.

"General, I don't know why your body has a red rash. I'll give you a prescription for relieving itching first."

The housekeeper frowned and asked, "is it harmful to the general's health?"

"No harm, as long as you take a prescription to stop itching, it will get better in a few days." The doctor lowered his head, sweating, and his clothes were wet behind him.

Yang Xuechen opened Mou son, the Tai Yi that stares at asks: "can you find the reason that rises red rash?"

"Well, I'll do my best."

The doctor has a headache. The cause of this noble man is very complicated.

Especially in front of this, is still the emperor in front of the red man, can really want his old life.

Yang Xuechen closed her eyes and said nothing.

The housekeeper looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and was dissatisfied.

On the wedding night, it's not easy to drive the bride out, but this woman has offended the people in the general's residence. How could the general be ill if she didn't stay with the same woman as the sweeper?

Abdominal discussion belongs to abdominal discussion. At present, we can't say anything more. The housekeeper and the doctor went out to get the medicine.

The room was quiet again.

In the bedroom, Huo dieying kneels on the ground and looks at the man in front of him secretly.

His whole body was covered with red pimples like beans, especially on his face. He couldn't bear to look directly at him.

It's really tolerable. This medicine is extremely itchy His perseverance is amazing.

The woman pursed the corners of her lips, bowed her head and wept silently. She knelt too long and her legs were numb.

In the dim yellow candle light, Yang Xuechen also quietly observes the Huo dieying kneeling on the ground.

I saw her body tremble, tears fell on the ground of water stains, is really the same as the rumor, is a weak woman, his heart floated up a trace of disgust, closed his eyes no longer pay attention to her.

It's bad luck. I knew I wouldn't stay with her.

Well, we must repair this woman well and get rid of this bad breath.

He thinks so, but ignores the cunning in Huo dieying's eyes.

Lying in bed alone, suffering from a rash.

One kneels on the ground, seemingly calm, in fact, secretly fighting.

This is the first time we met. It's very impressive.

They got along awkwardly for an hour, and the housekeeper broke into the suffocating atmosphere.

He took a bowl of steaming pills and personally sent them to Yang Xuechen, staring at him and drinking them.

At this time, a servant girl, carrying a bowl of soup, came to Huo dieying's front, she looked up confused.

Yang Xuechen smiles and squints his eyes, "concubine, I will also give you a bowl of soup to prevent you from getting sick."

"Yes." Huo dieying took the medicine slowly.

In front of Yang Xuechen and housekeeper's face, drank down.

The bowl in her hand was returned to her servant girl. Without half a cup of tea, she suddenly itched all over her body. Her face was covered with pimples bigger than beans. With a burst of abdominal pain, Huo dieying frowned deeply and tilted to the ground.

"Oh, concubine, what's the matter with you?" Yang Xuechen pick eyebrow concern of ask, say to want to get up to get out of bed, was stopped by Yang housekeeper."General, if you are not well, let me go to find a doctor for your wife."

Yang Xuechen mouth slightly a bend, soft of lean on the couch, "that have a labor housekeeper, this will start to itch again, return really is afflictive."

Huo dieying covers her stomach and grasps her dress. She purses her lips tightly. She is going to be angry in her heart.

This son of a bitch is the medicine he deliberately prescribed!