National teacher, he is a sick beauty

As soon as Chu Lang heard it, he knew that Shen Ci was still angry, but he didn't dare to push the door in rashly, so he had to stand at the door to persuade him.

"Sir, no matter how annoying I am, I can't skip the meal. How about talking after the meal?"

Shen Ci was tired of dealing with the little emperor, so he could only stand up with the desk, moved to the bed step by step, and blew out the candle.

Standing at the door, Chu Lang saw that even the candles were extinguished inside, which meant that he didn't want to see him.

Chu Lang sighed softly towards the door, but did not leave immediately.

He waited outside the door for a while, Shen Ci didn't move, but he waited for Tangli.

Tangli was holding a bowl of soup in her hand. Turning around from the corridor, she saw a person standing at the door of the study. She quickly said, "Who are you?!"

Chu Lang coughed lightly.

Tangli got closer and saw clearly that it was the Son of Heaven, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, why... appear here suddenly?"

Chu Lang raised his hand and asked her to get up: "Mr. seems to be asleep."

After being reminded by him, Tangli looked at the study room where the lights had been turned off, and she said a little strangely: "Hey, why did the master rest so early today?"

She just wondered for a moment, then asked herself and answered: "Oh, maybe I'm tired, that servant will leave first."

Before she moved away, she heard a very soft sound from the study. If they said a word more, they might not be able to hear Shen Ci's soft moan of pain.

Chu Lang didn't care too much, so he pushed the door open and entered, only to see a slender figure lying on the somewhat narrow couch in the study room, the elegant robes couldn't fit, hanging down from the couch, as if covered by frost and snow. Bent willow branches.

Shen Ci pressed his heart with one hand, and grabbed the quilt under his body with the other, making the quilt look a little messy.

Chu Lang hurriedly walked to the side of the bed, picked up Shen Ci, walked out of the study door, and said to Tang Li without looking back, "Where is the master bedroom? Send someone to invite the doctor."

Tang Li hurriedly said: "Your maidservant will go right away, the master bedroom just walk to the end from the corridor."

Shen Ci was hugged in a daze, and all the energy in his body was only used to deal with the pain in his heart.

Since rebirth, no pain has ever been comparable to today. What happened?

Shen Ci didn't know, but felt that the room was a bit cold, the pain in his heart became more severe, and his body trembled unconsciously.

However, it didn't take long for the room to gradually warm up.

Chu Lang personally found a charcoal fire and heated up the house, but the smoke from the charcoal fire was a bit choking, and Shen Ci was warmed, but it caused a cough.

Chu Lang had no choice but to move the charcoal fire out again, found a lot of quilts from the cabinet, covered Shen Ci's body, and pressed the four corners tightly.

Until the doctor came and checked Shen Ci over and over again, and said to Chu Lang: "My lord, Mr. National Teacher, he is fine."

"Tsk," Chu Lang was a little impatient. The imperial physicians in the palace used to say this every time after taking Shen Ci's pulse. He was getting tired of listening to it. He didn't expect that the results of the doctors outside the palace would still be like this, "It's useless." .”

After seeing the doctor off, Tangli came back and looked at Shen Ci worriedly: "My master has been fine before, nothing wrong with it, what's going on?"

Looking at Shen Ci's pale face, Chu Lang was also in deep thought.

In his impression, Shen Ci has never been very sick, let alone weak. What is wrong with his current appearance?

It's a pity that the emperor's list has been posted for so long, and I haven't seen any capable people reveal the list to see a doctor.

Chu Lang sighed, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding Shen Ci's hand that was tightly gripping the quilt.

He suddenly remembered how Shen Ci fell ill when he was young.

At that time, Shen Ci knelt in the heavy rain for a long time, and when he returned to the Lonely Bird Palace, he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Just as Chu Lang was about to enter the house, he turned around quickly when he heard the movement behind him.

Behind him was his husband lying on the ground, the large national teacher's robe was open, and the long black hair was stuck together because it was not dry, and the boundary line between black and white was more distinct.

Although Chu Lang didn't like Shen Ci, he was taught very well by Shen Ci after all, knowing what to do and what not to do.

He hurriedly called the palace servants and told them to go get the imperial physician quickly, but the two of them did not move.

Chu Lang frowned: "I'm calling you, didn't you hear me?"

But the two said: "His Royal Highness, the National Teacher has placed you under house arrest for so long, and now, in order not to let you leave the Lonely Bird Palace, he even dared to contradict His Majesty. He treats you like this, why do you save him?"

"That's right, wouldn't it be good to die of illness? In this way, Your Royal Highness, you will be free."

Hearing that their words were not as respectful as before, Chu Lang was very vicious instead, his brows were furrowed fiercely.

Even if what the palace man said is true, but...

Chu Lang looked at the pale Shen Ci. He had never seen such a gentleman before, as if...

I don't want him to be like this.

Chu Lang was suddenly angry: "You slaves, how dare you treat your master like this?! Why don't you hurry up and ask the imperial physician!"

The two palace servants looked at each other, and persuaded him: "His Royal Highness, Mr. Guo Shi was exposed to such a heavy rain. If he really died of illness, he would have more than one death. Why are you doing this?"

"Why, you don't listen to what I say?" Chu Lang looked at the two of them angrily.

He looked like a wolf showing its fangs, with fierce eyes. The two palace maids were startled by his eyes, but still hesitated.

He didn't understand, how dare the two little palace men do this?

It was only later that I found out that there were too many people in this palace who wanted Shen Ci's life.

In the end, it was Zhao Yin who came to announce the decree. Seeing Shen Ci lying on the ground, he hurriedly invited the imperial physician.

Chu Lang watched from outside the door as Shen Ci was surrounded by many people, but the man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, quiet and much more approachable than his usual indifferent appearance.

But separated by a door and separated by so many people, he couldn't even get close, he could only watch from a distance. For him, Shen Ci was always so inaccessible.

Chu Lang's memory came back, he looked at the same person lying on the bed now, and now he was the only person close to Shen Ci.

He looked at Shen Ci with deep eyes.

However, Shen Ci fell asleep for a long time this time, which made Chu Lang uneasy.

There were many people standing in the courtyard of the National Teacher's Mansion. They were dressed in different clothes, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they all carried medicine boxes on their bodies.

Tangli brought one doctor after another into the bedroom, and every one who came out shook his head and sighed.

"What kind of intractable disease is this? Why do everyone who enters have such an ugly face?"

"Hey, it's probably because they themselves are not good at learning."

"Then it doesn't mean that all of them are the same and not good at learning, right? You see, they really don't have a good face."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you try it, how high is the reward, one hundred taels of gold! It's enough for me to spend the rest of my life in luxury!"

"That's right."

Everyone was waiting in the yard, but they didn't know that Chu Lang in the bedroom watched the doctors coming in and out one by one, his face was so heavy that he could drip water.

The bad faces of those doctors were not because of how intractable the patients were, but because they were frightened by Chu Lang.

When even the last person in the yard left, and it was dusk before he knew it, Chu Lang finally stood up from the wooden chair. He looked at Shen Ci who was still not waking up on the bed. The teacup was raised and fell heavily to the door.

"Snapped"!

"Oh! This is killing people!"

A voice suddenly came from outside the door, and then a head poked out from the door. The man was wearing a Taoist hat and holding a wine gourd in his hand, avoiding the fragments of the teacup with an exaggerated appearance.

Tangli pushed him: "Smelly Taoist priest, what are you doing in the National Teacher's Mansion?"

"Oh, you pushed me! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, lose money!" The Taoist said solemnly, holding his shoulder here.

Tangli's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Okay, you stinky Taoist priest, you have extorted money and even come to the National Teacher's Mansion?! Don't even look at this place!"

The two were arguing, but Chu Lang didn't stop them. It would be good if Shen Ci could be woken up.

But the man still didn't move, Chu Lang was quite helpless.

While arguing with Tangli, the Taoist bypassed the fragments of the teacup and finally entered the door. He glanced at the person on the bed and said to Tangli: "Aren't you looking for a doctor at the National Teacher's Mansion?"

Tangli nodded: "Yes, what does this have to do with you?"

The Taoist stroked the beard that was not on his chin: "I am a doctor!"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Lang looked up at him.

Tangli looked him up and down: "Just you? Aren't you a Taoist priest? Why did you become a doctor again? Can you cure illnesses? I'm afraid you didn't come here to bluff and say that you were crushed by a ghost or had a nightmare? That's okay. It's really laughable."

The Taoist chuckled, and said: "The two situations you mentioned are not impossible, but the specifics, I still have to wait until I have seen it."

Tangli still didn't believe him, but she looked at Chu Lang, meaning to let Chu Lang make a decision.

Seeing her calm down, the Taoist priest followed her gaze and looked at Chu Lang.

He looked into the little emperor's eyes that were as deep as abysses, there was no star or light in his eyes, and it was terrifying to see.

Before he knew it, he also became quiet.

Chu Lang looked at him for a while and asked, "Do you know how to see a doctor?"

The Taoist nodded: "Naturally, otherwise I wouldn't have revealed the imperial list."

He took out the imperial list posted on the notice from the back of his waist, and raised it.

Those people in Caicai Academy just read the imperial list and came to try it out, but this Taoist actually directly revealed the imperial list.

Chu Lang stared: "Do you know what it means to uncover the imperial list?"

The Taoist looked at the imperial list in his hand and asked, "What does it mean?"

Chu Lang said coldly: "If you can't cure Mr., your life will be lost."

"Hey!" The Taoist seemed to be frightened, "What kind of overlord clause are you talking about?"

Chu Lang withdrew his gaze: "The higher the reward, the greater the risk you have to take. There will be no pies in the sky for no reason."

The Taoist nodded: "You're right, don't worry, without this ability, I wouldn't reveal the list of ghost emperors!"

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

The Taoist priest walked to the bed, didn't look at Shen Ci, but said to Chu Lang: "You, stand over there."

Chu Lang looked at the Taoist priest with a half-smile: "Are you sure?"

The Taoist nodded: "It's hindering me, go away."

Chu Lang nodded, and really walked two steps away.

Tangli stood at the door without even daring to roll her eyes.

The two quietly watched the Taoist move, thinking that he was going to take out a silver needle or a healing tool from the cloth bag at his waist.

But he shook the wine gourd in his hand, raised his head and took a big sip, then sprayed it on Shen Ci's face.

Even if Chu Lang reacted, but it was too late to stop him, he could only quickly grab the Taoist's wrist, almost breaking his hand.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Brother, it's about to break, let it go!!"