The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

Li Yunxi personally sent Hao'er home from the secret passage of Fuxi Palace, and told Xiao Fuzi to bring some wine and food from the imperial dining room, and invited him and Xiaoxiang to have a meal.

Li Yunxi didn't move his chopsticks, just stood aside and watched the two of them eating, which made Xiaoxiang so nervous that she didn't even dare to say anything. Haoer, on the other hand, said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so he asked Li Yunxi while eating happily.

"Your Majesty, Master once said that lying is wrong. You let Hao'er lie. When Master comes back and finds out, will he be angry with Hao'er?"

Afraid of hurting the young Hao'er, everyone hid the news of Shen Qin's accident in the flash flood from him, only saying that Shen Qin was on a business trip.

The cross-matching test using a microscope can only determine whether blood transfusion is possible, but cannot conduct a paternity test. This test is fake. Li Yunxi has already determined in advance that Li Heng is not Cheng Feng's biological child - this is to block the result. Live in Youyou Zhongkou and give Li Heng a place to stand.

Xiaoxiang was frightened after hearing this. She quickly took a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into Haoer's mouth, scolding her.

"Your Majesty has his own reasons for doing things. Why don't you, a child like you, come to your house to ask questions? Why don't you shut up!"

Li Yunxi smiled slightly, looked at Haoer and said softly.

"No, even if he is angry, he is also angry at you for not studying medical books well, so you have to prepare carefully. Don't wait for him to come back without knowing anything. When he gets angry, I can't help him."

After hearing this, Xiaoxiang's eyes ignited with hope and she asked cautiously.

"Your Majesty, is he still okay?"

Li Yunxi smiled like a spring breeze, "Well, with his ability, he shouldn't starve to death."

Xiaoxiang understood the deep meaning of the words and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she heard Haoer continue dejectedly, "Why hasn't master come back yet? I miss him so much, and so does Sister Xiao. Haoer always sees her secretly crying. "

"No..." Xiaoxiang lowered her eyes and smiled sheepishly. Just when she was about to explain something, she found that Li Yunxi had already left the room.

In Shen Qin's bedroom, a pair of beautiful and strong hands slowly stroked the wood grain, and finally stopped on a thin crack. It was obviously just a plain bookcase, but Li Yunxi was fascinated by it.

Xiao Fuzi beside him saw this and said,

"How about I ask someone to give Judge Shen a new one?"

"No need, my husband has always been nostalgic. If you change his things casually, he will be unhappy."

As he spoke, Li Yunxi sat down on the bed, hugged the square pillow into his arms, put his face close to it, closed his eyes, sniffed with attachment, and murmured softly.

"He's going to come back to me, right?"

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The candlelight is bright, reflecting on the dragon and phoenix screens in the palace hall.

The drama is gentle, like the nightingale's low cry, which is intoxicating.

The opera singer is dressed in colorful feathers, with a touch of pink on his face, and a charming red mole at the end of his eye. Looking back, he is able to confuse all living beings.

He has a graceful figure, his sleeves fluttering like flowers and butterflies, and he is extremely gorgeous.

All the spectators present were fascinated by the performance. Duan Han, who was sitting alone on a high seat admiring the performance, seemed to be getting impatient, and he quickly waved his hand to stop the opera.

"It's really boring. It's no different from what I usually see. What do you think?"

The people watching the show were all Duan Han's close ministers, and they were always good at flattery. They immediately understood the holy meaning and protested dissatisfiedly to the dancers who stood up in the hall.

"That's right, you said you wanted to have peace talks with Dakang before, and you ignored His Majesty's Dragon Lord. Now that the talks have failed, you're here to please Your Majesty again. Do you think it'll be okay if you just put on a show?"

"Yes, as a well-known Qingyi from Dakang, how can you show sincerity if you don't come up with something special for His Majesty to see?"

Sanyu gritted his teeth slightly, then smiled politely, "In that case, what do you want, Your Majesty?"

Duan Han looked up and down at Chang Yu's clothes, shook his head dissatisfied and said.

"I don't like the fact that your costume is not light enough. I have specially prepared an expensive costume for you. How about you wear it before singing?"

He waved his hand, and the palace people were ordered to bring up a set of costumes - it can't be called a costume, it's just a gauze dress that the waiter wears in the room to please the guests. Speaking of expensive, it's just a costume. Just use gold thread to rust some patterns on the translucent red yarn.

Sanyu glanced at the humiliating "costume", his face changed slightly, and he cupped his hands.

"It is really inappropriate for me to wear such clothes in public. Your Majesty, please take back your order."