Princess, the little monk is polite!

Murong Jingyu has been arranging Chu Shang in a courtyard in her mansion for a long time. The surroundings are ventilated, the environment is elegant, and few people come to disturb her. This is just in line with Chu Shang's quiet temperament. Of course, part of this arrangement is also Jingyang's intention. In this way, she will know as soon as there is any trouble, and the other part is for the safety of Chu Shang. Now even if anyone wants to come to Chu Shang Trouble, I have to think about it carefully for Murong Jingyu's sake.

When Chu Shang returned to the palace, it was about ten o'clock in the evening. She had finished prescribing prescriptions at Jingyang's place, and before she had time to say a few more words, she was dragged away by Chang Gonggong, saying that it was Murong Chen. The old problem of headache happened again, and after that, acupuncture and medicine were given again. After a day, Chu Shang's bones were about to fall apart.

However, even though he was already very tired, Chu Shang never forgot the mahogany box that Jingyang gave her. As soon as he returned to the wing room, he hurriedly took it out. I've been thinking about it until now, but at this juncture, Chu Shang dared not to open it again, with his hands dangling in mid-air, neither retreating nor advancing.

Chu Shang looked at the box for a long time, but didn't see any results. Instead, she was a little anxious and cursed herself: "It's just a mahogany box. If the things inside are too valuable, you can give it to the princess." Send it back, such a simple matter, do you need to make it so difficult for you!"

Having said that, Chu Shang seemed to have been injected with courage, and he stretched out his hand to open the hidden button on the box with a "thump", swallowed again, increased the strength of his hand, and gently pushed the The box was opened.

A piece of red cloth that was folded into a rectangular shape had some fragrance, "Huh? What is this?" Chu Shang was a little surprised. The princess gave her a piece of red cloth, right?

Thinking about it, he shook the rectangular red cloth away with his hands. At the moment of shaking it away, Chu Shang also turned red with the cloth in his hand. What Jingyang sent her was nothing else. It's a big red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Perhaps this gift was too important, and only heard a "bang", and Chu Shang turned over even the people and chairs.

"Master Chu, are you alright?" The servant outside the door heard the sound.

"It's nothing!" Chu Shang covered his waist with his hands, and his voice sounded like he was choking on food, "I accidentally knocked over the chair and fell."

"Then do you want to go in?"

"No, no, no! I'm fine, so don't come in!"

The servants outside the door felt a little strange when they heard Chu Shang's voice, but they had already said so, so they couldn't ask any more questions.

Looking back at Chu Shang inside, not only did she hurt her waist from the fall just now, but her palms were also scratched, but at this moment she couldn't care less, and casually blew on the wound After a few clicks, his eyes fell on the "red cloth" on the table again.

Passing over the chair that was overturned on the ground, Chu Shang walked to the table, staring straight at the bellyband. This was the first time she saw the private things of her daughter's house. It turned out that it looked like this, and the image appeared in her mind. She remembered that Jingyang was wearing a bellyband that day, and she remembered it was also bright red, but the one on it was not a mandarin duck but a lotus flower. Could it be that Jingyang also wore it?After all, wearing this thing on your own body is a bit of a waste.

The emergence of this idea did not make Chu Shang feel ashamed, but instead made her feel happy. She took a deep breath, and slowly stroked her fingers to the bellyband, caressing the two mandarin ducks carefully, Jingyang's figure unconsciously appeared in his mind.

"Doctor Chu."

Chu Shang was enjoying himself in a trance, but was pulled back by the shouts outside the door, and hurriedly grabbed the apron on the table and held it to his chest, with eyes as if someone was going to snatch her beloved away.

"What's wrong!" His voice became hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth.

The servant outside the door heard her reply, and then said again: "My lord's old illness has relapsed, and now the pain is excruciating. Please ask the imperial doctor Chu to take a look."

Cleared his throat, "Well, I see, I'll go right away."

Chu Shang looked at the apron in his hand, took the mahogany box, and was about to put it in, but turned his head and thought it was wrong, and rubbed his fingers vigorously on it, then turned and walked to the bed, picked up the pillow , Stretchedly placed it underneath, and covered the pillow tightly, and then left in peace.

Jing Yu's complexion was very bad, and there was still some cold sweat on his forehead. Chu Shang knew at a glance that he had endured to the limit, and without a moment's hesitation, he immediately took out the silver needle.

In fact, the pain on Jingyu's shoulder was not caused by some kind of wind and cold as he said to Jingyang. In fact, it was caused by an arrow injury. She's just worried.

"My lord, you must not use your shoulder any more in the future, or your right hand will be useless." Originally, the arrow wound on Jingyu's shoulder was not serious, but I don't know which quack doctor did it in the initial diagnosis and treatment. He didn't remove the severed head inside, which made it so serious. In fact, Jingyu not only hurts when the seasons change, but also in normal times, but he can bear it better than ordinary people.

Jing Yu supported his shoulders and turned around a few times, "Why is it so serious, I don't think it hurts much now."

"My lord, the reason why you don't hurt now is because I stimulated the acupuncture points around the shoulder with silver needles, which is the same reason as you rubbing alcohol before. It's all numb and painful, but this can only be managed for a few hours. , and the pain will continue afterwards.”

"Then what do you mean, is this king's arm going to be crippled?"

"Not necessarily, but—"

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Jing Yu said, "But it's okay to say."

"The minister dared to speak up." Chu Shang bowed his body and continued: "It's possible to say that there is no way, but it is dangerous."

"go on."

"The severed head was stuck in the middle of the bone seam, and it grew together with the meat inside. If you want to remove all the severed head, you must cut the prince's shoulder with a knife, but this is the problem. If it is too shallow, the severed head cannot be taken out, but if it is too deep, it will damage the veins, and it must be handled very carefully."

Jing Yu nodded, thinking about it: "Then with your medical skills, how sure are you?"

Chu Shang paused for a moment, then said, "Seven and a half."

"That's good! You choose a time later, and let me put this knife down." Jing Yu looked up at Chu Shang who was stunned, "Why, don't you dare? Or do you think the king doesn't believe you?"

"That's not what I meant."

Jing Yu picked up the tea on the side, took a sip, and said: "You are not only the person that the emperor likes, but also the person that this king likes, so this king trusts her vision, but this king trusts his own vision even more. You are a man to make."

Just like what Jing Yu said, Chu Shang never really thought that he believed in him, but what he said today broke the gap between the two of them. Since Jing Yu believes in her like this, then Chu Shang still has Why not give yourself a chance, arched your hands and said: "Please rest assured, my lord, I will definitely do my best."

"By the way, don't tell Jingyang about this, I don't want him to worry."

"Yes."

"You go back."

In fact, when Jingyang was mentioned just now, Jing Yu wanted to say a few more words, but then he thought that Jingyang is his daughter's family after all, and his identity is a princess. If he said anything to Chu Shang, it would look like his own royal sister It means that you can't get married, and you still have to be scruples about this little face.

The first thing Chu Shang did when he returned to the wing room was to go under the pillow and take out the mandarin duck apron. After the touch just now, she was used to the softness of the apron, and she was no longer as cautious as before. She squeezed it boldly. Rubbing it in his hand, he took a deep breath, and the faint daughter's fragrance filled Chu Shang's nostrils.

Staring at the bellyband in his hand, Chu Shang couldn't help thinking of Chu Xu'er who was far away in Jinghe, and said to himself: "What's wrong with me? It's only been a few days, and I've fallen into the gentleness of the princess? Chu Shang, oh Chu Shang, have you always been a lustful person? You have never been worthy of Xu Er who has been waiting for you." A deep sigh expressed the melancholy she was full of at the moment.

"Princess, it's time to rest." Seeing that the princess was still standing by the window, Qiu Bao walked over to remind her softly.

Jingyang didn't turn around, still looked out of the window, and said after a while: "You know what? Seeing her get angry at me today, I really almost collapsed. For so many days, I'm most afraid of It's not that she doesn't remember me, it's that she hates me, I even thought, as long as I can be with her, even if I'm young, I'd like to." But fortunately, she still cares about herself, thinking of this, Jingyang A smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Turning his head to look at Qiu Bao's puzzled eyes, Jingyang didn't care at all, and smiled, "You must think I'm worthless."

"No Qiu Bao, Qiu Bao just thinks, is it really worth it for you?"

"I remember, you asked me this a long time ago. What I said at the time was worth it, and it's the same now." Jingyang walked over and took Qiubao's hand. "Believe me, sooner or later you will meet me too." When you find someone who makes you desperate, even if you die for her, you are willing to die, and at that time, you will understand what I am saying now."

Qiu Bao nodded half-understanding, but sighed silently in his heart, and couldn't help thinking about what kind of situation it would be if he met such a person in the future, but in other words, In this deep palace, can one really meet a sincere person?