The prince is poisonous

In the 50th year of the Xi Dynasty, it was the state of Feng.Prince Xiang's Mansion.

It was the golden autumn and September, and there were patches of golden osmanthus planted in the Qiushuang Pavilion.Large clusters of flowers glow yellow under the bright moonlight, like a playful girl dancing among the bushes, beautiful and moving.The evening breeze caresses, the fragrance hits people,

Such a provocative night, but no one is in the mood to enjoy it.

At this time, a group of people dressed in brocade official uniforms came in one after another outside the gate of Qiushuang Pavilion. They were in a hurry, with wooden boxes on their shoulders.After a while, he entered the bedroom of Qiushuang Pavilion.

...It hurts...I can't breathe...

"Cough cough...cough cough." He wanted to take a big gulp of air, but as if a heavy boulder was pressed against his chest, he choked on himself instead.It was as if his whole body had been crushed, his limbs were in excruciating pain, and he had no strength at all.Qian Mingming curled up his little finger subconsciously, is he still alive? !ha!God really treated him well!Grass people's lives are cheap!

If he knew that he would be chased by the city management, Qian Mingming would never go to the subway station to sell jewelry in the middle of the night!God knows which bastard pushed him, causing him to jump into the yellow line...

Looking at the injury now, Qian Mingming thought painfully: The little money I earn is not enough to pay for the medical expenses, right? !

Annoyed, he rolled his eyes and opened them.

"My lord, come quickly! Your Highness is awake!"

"Master! Master, you scared Xiao Jiu to death!"

"Qiu'er! My son!"

Your Highness?Master?And Qiu'er?

As his consciousness gradually became clearer, Qian Mingming opened his eyes and finally saw the crowd around the bed. Sitting on the bed was a bearded man in his forties, surrounded by anxious people. only!Who will tell him why this, this, these people all wear buns!Wearing a gown? !

He was struck instantly!Didn't he get run over by the subway?What about the subway?What about urban management?And what about the passengers who are in trouble? !And what happened to the group of people in ancient costumes in front of them?

"Bastard! Isn't Qiu'er better now! Why did you lie to me?!" The uncle sitting by the bed asked in a serious voice.His eyes were slightly red, as if he had been crying.He glared angrily at the imperial physician who was kneeling on the ground with his beard trembling slightly.

The old doctor in charge was so frightened that Wusha almost fell off. He helped her up tremblingly, and knelt and crawled to the side of the bed.Touched the wrist of the person on the bed.The servants around the bed stepped back one after another.

"It's impossible! The old man has practiced medicine for many years and has never—"

thump—

How could this be so? !The old imperial doctor Xu Qian was already sweating profusely at this time, and was still dead silent before!But this pulse!

"What's the matter? My son still feels unwell?!"

"Reporting to the lord, His Highness, he is fine. You just need to take care of him as usual!"

"Hmph! Doctor Xu, it seems that you are also old and dizzy. However, since you have been loyal to the court for many years and have never made a mistake, this king will not pursue it anymore. But His Highness's future medical treatment——"

Xu Qian hurriedly lowered her head and said firmly, "My lord, please don't worry! I will do my best to treat His Highness the grandson well!"

"If you know-"

"It's so noisy!" Qian Mingming was already feeling uncomfortable all over, but now he felt even more unbearable with a headache.muttered dissatisfied.

"..." Everyone peeked at their prince with lowered eyebrows, seeing that he was not displeased, they sighed one after another.God!Who else in this world can interrupt the prince like this? !

"Why are you still standing there? Go back with the medicine box, Xing'er, go get the medicine with Imperial Physician Xu. Xiaojiu, take care of the young master here, everyone else go down!" King Xiang Feng Jinhong sternly said.

"Yes!"

"Sir, please retire!"

When everyone was almost gone, Lord Xiang gently helped him cover the quilt.His eyes were gentle and watery, "Qiu'er, you should rest first, father will tell your mother how you are now! She has been guarding you for two days, and she is not in good health, so I persuaded her for a long time before going back to the room to take a rest. I'm so happy this time!"

It turns out that the bearded man is quite handsome!A pair of eyes are shrewd and transparent.Qian Mingming blushed slightly when he saw him like this, gave an awkward "hmm", and then gently closed his eyes.Maybe the body is really too weak, and I haven't had time to think about everything that happened.Not long after, Qian Mingming lost consciousness and fell asleep.

"Xiao Jiu, take good care of the young master!"

"Yes!"