Return of the Princess: The Rebirth of Lafayette

Ertai was so excited by her words that he blushed and said, "You can't do it. Men can't say no, you don't know."

Seiya made a tut-tsk sound in her mouth, looked at him from top to bottom, and sounded disgusted.

"You can do it? Not necessarily. You can't even pour a glass of water. It's only strange that you can do other difficult moves!"

Xiao Yanzi realized that the two of them were a pair of happy enemies, just like they were a pair in the previous life. He stepped forward and hugged Saya gently, winking at Ertai as hard as he could.

"Okay, okay, Ertai, Seiya is a arrogant little princess. You have to give in to her. You know, go and get another cup of tea."

Ertai muttered a few words and resignedly went to pour water for Saya. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, why did he provoke this little witch?

At the same time, the Zhongyi Hou Mansion was also very busy, and the servants in the mansion did not dare to take a breath. After Mrs. Shen came back from the palace that day, her body collapsed directly, and the cold air suppressed by Dr. Wen burst out of her body. .

"Madam, please don't leave me, okay?" Shen Bangrong, a grown man, was kneeling in front of the hospital bed with red eyes. He reached out and gently stroked Mrs. Shen's hand, leaning on his face.

Mrs. Shen was covered with several layers of quilts, and there was a fire burning in the room. Ordinary people would be hot to death if they stayed in it, but her body was constantly shivering.

His voice was trembling, "Brother Rong, can you... give me a hug? I'm so cold."

Shen Bangrong stood up and hugged her tightly. A tough man also had moments of tenderness.

"Aci, I'm going to beg the emperor right now, please wait for me!"

Shen Yuqing ran back from Dali Temple in a hurry, still wearing official robes. When he entered the room, he saw his mother lying weakly on the bed, and quickly ran to the bed and knelt down.

"Eniang!"

"Yu Qing, you're back." Mrs. Shen raised her eyelids weakly and gave a bleak smile.

Shen Yuqing couldn't believe it. Didn't Dr. Wen say that it could be suppressed for two months? It was only less than a month.

"Mother, why are you suddenly seriously ill? Weren't you fine yesterday?"

"Yu Qing, I know my mother's health very well. I had a premonition in the past few days. I didn't expect that she would be so seriously ill that she wouldn't even have a chance to breathe."

Mrs. Shen didn't want to die, she still wanted to watch her son marry Qing'er, and watch her grandchildren grow up.

"Mother, I will go to the palace to beg my aunt now." Shen Yuqing wanted to negotiate with the King of Tibet in person.

"Yu Qing, your Amma has already gone. No matter how much you go, it won't help. Thousand-year-old Fire Lingzhi has a price but no market. It may be the only one in the world. How could the King of Tibet do business at a loss?"

Mrs. Shen shook her head. Tibet had always been a serious concern for the imperial court. The emperor could only treat the Tibetan king with courtesy. It was simply a fantasy how much face his own prince had to convince the Tibetan king.

An hour later, Shen Bangrong returned disappointed, followed by Aunt Rong and Dr. Wen. The queen knew that her sister was seriously ill and quickly ordered Aunt Rong to come and visit in person.

If you look carefully, you can see that Dr. Wen's face is a little livid, and he is obviously angry.

Back before leaving the palace, Grandma Rong kept quarreling with Dr. Wen on the way here. As a result, Dr. Wen was not good at words and lost the quarrel, losing her face.

Aunt Rong kept questioning him on the way, "Mrs. Wen, didn't you say that the second lady can survive for a while? Why can't she suppress the cold in just one month? Could it be that your medical skills are not good enough?" Don't let Dr. Wei come and take a look. After all, you are getting old, so it is inevitable that you will be a little negligent."

Doctor Wen puffed his beard and glared angrily. He looked at the equally old Aunt Rong. He really didn't know how she got such a mouth. She could be dead or alive. She kept talking all the way. There was absolutely no problem with her medical skills. .

"Aunt Rong, Imperial Physician Wei is still a good disciple whom I taught. The master can't do it, how can the disciple do it?"

Aunt Rong curled her lips, her tone full of disbelief in him.

"You can't say for sure. The waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. As poets have said, there are talents in every generation. You, the waves ahead, might have been knocked down on the beach by Dr. Wei. People still have to serve their old age. Dr. Wen ~"

"You - you, I won't argue with you anymore." Dr. Wen closed his eyes and cultivated himself.

Just like this, Dr. Wen arrived at the Zhongyi Hou Mansion with Aunt Rong teasing her all the way, and it was surprising that her expression was not bad.

After Grandma Rong entered the house, she saw Mrs. Shen lying weakly and unconscious on the bed, and she hurried over in a hurry.

"Second Miss, how are you doing? After knowing your condition, I was very worried and sent an old slave to visit you."

When Shen Yuqing saw his father coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask about the situation.

"Dad, how are you? Has Huo Lingzhi come?"

Shen Bangrong's face was very ugly, "Yu Qing, the emperor said that the young fire Ganoderma lucidum is Princess Seiya's dowry, and he can only deal with it after Seiya chooses her husband."

"Mr. Wen, come and take a look at the second lady's body." Grandma Rong said, knowing that Dr. Wen's medical skills were second to none in the hospital.

"Mr. Wen, please treat your wife." Shen Bangrong bowed to Dr. Wen.

Dr. Wen was a humble person with a tense expression on his face, "Master Marquis, I will do my best."

After he stepped forward to check her pulse, he looked shocked and found that the cold air was about to invade Mrs. Shen's heart veins. He quickly used acupuncture to protect her heart veins and fight for that glimmer of hope.

After applying the silver needle, Dr. Wen broke into a cold sweat. He had not done such a difficult job for a long time.

When he stood up, he almost fell down, but thanks to Shen Yuqing, he held him up.

"Mr. Wen, how is my mother-in-law?"

After Dr. Wen administered the acupuncture, Mrs. Shen's condition improved immediately, and her pale face turned rosy in an instant.

"Master Marquis, Master Shen, and Mrs. Shen's condition is basically under control, but my set of silver needle sealing acupoints can last for seven days. You'd better get the Millennium Fire Ganoderma within seven days, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

The father and son looked at each other, and within seven days they would have to get the Thousand-Year Fire Ganoderma even if they had to go up mountains of swords and under seas of fire.

"Master Marquis, I will go back to the palace first." Dr. Wen stood up and left after seeing the patient.

"Hey, wait for me, old lady. I'll have a few words with the Marquis first."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Grandma Rong grabbed him and pulled him back.

Doctor Wen has a face as good as a vegetable, and Aunt Rong's reputation in the palace is like thunder. He is afraid that she will give him two injections when she is angry. He is an old man and cannot resist her torment, so he can only wait aside obediently.

"Master Marquis, don't worry. Lafayette also knows about the second lady's situation. She asked the old slave to bring you a message to calm you down. Fire Ganoderma will be delivered to the Marquis Mansion within three days."

Aunt Rong warned carefully from the side. Although she didn't know why Lafayette was so sure, she had been strategizing all her life and had always been a stickler for words. She must have had an idea in mind.