Princess, the little monk is polite!

Chu Shang took a breath, stiffened, rolled over from Jingyang's body and waded to the side, the whole person moved inward a little bit, turned his back and didn't say a word.

Jing Jing looked at Chu Shang's back, and twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly. This man had lost his temper again, and the pimple in his heart might have recurred.

"Why do you turn around? You don't want to ask me, did she say anything to me?" Jing Jing naked/stretched on Chu Shang's thin back.

"Ask what?" Chu Shang was obviously looking for something to say, and he pulled the quilt with some strength under his hands, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Are you sure you want to talk about it tomorrow?" Jingyang mischievously pressed his chin on Chu Shang's shoulder and nodded lightly, "But if I wait until tomorrow, maybe I will forget it."

"If you forget it, just forget it. I won't do it if I don't listen." Chu Shang turned over and sat up again.

"What are you going to do?" Jingyang was taken aback by her getting together like this.

"I'm going to write the prescription, and the concubine Zhen will use it tomorrow." After saying that, she was about to lift the bed curtain naked.

It's no wonder Jingyang let her get out of bed.

As soon as the two arms were strong, they clasped Chu Shang's smooth back, and he was entangled like a water snake. "Tomorrow's prescription, why write it today, or is the concubine Zhen more important than me?" It also brought such a delicate and pitiful feeling, which made people feel pity.

"Look at you, what kind of nonsense are you talking about!" Chu Shang was hugged tightly by Jingyang, and she could clearly feel the two soft lumps on the chest of the person behind him, and she couldn't help it for a while rubbed lightly.

"Itchy." Jingyang smiled lightly and was about to move away, but someone's bad intentions had already been hooked, and it was absolutely impossible to let her go so easily.

Chu Shang turned around and caught the beauty who was about to escape into his arms, twisted his mouth and pulled a smirk, "Madam, why is it itchy? Let my husband scratch it for you." Then he stretched out his hand to Jingyang's chest.

"Don't, just wait a moment." Jingyang held down his wobbly hand on his chest, looked up at Chu Shang, and said, "You really don't want to know what that cousin of yours said?"

As expected, as soon as Jingyang said this, Chu Shang immediately stopped making trouble, even withdrew the hand that was playing tricks on her chest, and with a sullen face, he remained silent.

Jingyang bent his mouth, stretched out his green pinky finger to pinch Chu Shang's unsmiling cheek, and said, "Is your measure so small? Are you so thin-skinned? On this point, this girl is much better than you."

After his cheeks were pinched a few times, the corners of Chu Shang's brows showed signs of relaxation, but his lips were still tightly pressed together. After a long while, he asked hesitantly, "She said, what did you say?" gone?"

Jingyang raised his eyebrows a few times, but didn't answer directly, but lay down first, then lifted the quilt, patted the place beside him, and "threatened" her to lie down first with his eyes, otherwise he wouldn't say anything.

Chu Shang only pursed his lips, and then lay down very honestly.

"Arm." Jingyang raised his head a little higher.

Chu Shang was already used to her little movements. Since the wedding, no matter whether he was asleep or not, whenever he was on the bed, Jingyang had to pillow her arm every night, so that he could sleep soundly.

Jingyang nestled in Chu Shang's arms, and sighed comfortably, "It's getting colder and colder these days. If it weren't for you, I'd probably freeze to death again."

"You are a little cold, I will prescribe some warming soup for you later, and let you mend it." Chu Shang stretched out his hand to tuck the quilts of the people around him, and he continued to make big and small tonics, but this cold body problem It's still not good, a pair of small hands are cold and cold all day long.

Jing Jing suddenly grabbed the hand she extended, blinked his big watery eyes, stared at her face, and said with a bit of a sour taste: "You said that you are neither tall nor resolute, but you are like this. You have a pretty face, but the two women are tempted by you, and you say that you are not too much."

Chu Shang raised his chin and said disapprovingly: "You think I want to look so fair? I also want to have a big beard, but I have to be able to grow it. God didn't give me this Opportunity."

"Whiskers? You! Haha~~~" Jingyang laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and he couldn't control it at all.

"How dare you laugh at your husband! You are so courageous!" Chu Shang pretended to be fierce, and raised his hand to scratch her itchy flesh.

"Do you still dare!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, husband, please spare me!" Jingyang laughed so hard that he almost lost his temper, and kept begging for mercy.

Chu Shang was furious, and viciously bit Jingyang's chin a few times before he let her go.

Jingyang wiped away the tears from laughing just now, and then put his hand on Chu Shang's waist, tapped lightly one after another, and said with a little jump in his thoughts: "She doesn't blame you, Xu'er."

Chu Shang subconsciously tensed his arms, turned his head to look at Jingyang, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Jingyang opened her closed eyes and said again: "She has been praising you all the time, saying that you are a good person, and she also said, don't blame her, she has been lying to you for so long."

Chu Shang's eyes were stained with water vapor. In fact, she had some doubts when she was still in Jinghe, but at that time she was greedy for the care of her family, and she was unwilling and unwilling to figure out some things. Being confused is good for everyone, and Chu Xuandong and Xu'er also sincerely treat themselves well. There can be a few sincere people in this world, so it doesn't matter if they are really related by blood.

"She's my younger sister, how could I blame her, she's such a silly girl." Chu Shang shook his head, his words were full of sadness, there was no love, at least there was family affection.

"I know, so I told her everything. I said that no one can replace her as a sister in your heart." Jingyang stretched out his hand to cover Chu Shang's cheek, and said with a slight smile, "When I saw her, I On the contrary, I feel that you are really like brothers and sisters, with such stubborn tempers, no one is willing to take a step back."

"She is in my heart, she is my own sister."

Jingyang nodded heavily a few times, and the sound of "um, um" kept coming out of his nasal cavity.

"Okay, this matter is over, wait a few more days, and go see her when you Muxiu." Jingyang said softly, sticking to Chu Shang's ear.

Chu Shang's heart sank, and he hugged his lovely wife beside him into his arms, "What more can a husband ask for if he has such a good wife."

"Okay, okay, don't praise me, or I should be proud when I look back." Jingyang kissed Chu Shang's side face, "Go to sleep, it's getting late, you have to enter the palace tomorrow."

Day two.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Chu is here."

"I pay my respects to Concubine Zhen." Chu Shang took out the prescription he wrote earlier from the medicine box, and handed it to the maid beside him.

"When will this Gong's voice get better?" Concubine Zhen covered her mouth and nose with a veil. The wind and cold for many days made her throat extremely uncomfortable, and she was still hoarse and weak when speaking.

Chu Shang bowed his head and said: "If you go back to your mother, most of the days of autumn and winter will be like this. Your mother is thin, and it may take a few more days."

"Could it be that there is no other way, it can be done sooner." Concubine Zhen coughed twice, and said: "I will not hide it from you, the emperor has not come to my Feiyun Palace for a few days, if it continues like this, probably Even if I get better by then, I will be forgotten by everyone."

"This?" Chu Shang is not easy to talk about now. Although she is dull, she has been on duty in this hospital for a period of time after all, and Li Jingyang reminded her from time to time on weekdays. I also know a thing or two.

"It's not that there is no way, it's just—"

"As long as there is a way, that's fine. Whatever the imperial doctor Chu has, just say so." Concubine Zhen's eyes were much brighter than before when she heard that Chu Shang had a way.

Chu Shang sighed in his heart. She really didn't understand why these women in the palace could ignore their own bodies for a man. Could it be that they were really "crazy about love", but behind this love, most of them probably It's all about rights, who would be sincere?From this point of view, what can the emperor do? In the end, he is also a poor man with nothing.

Chu Shang put down his pen, blew on the writing on the paper, and handed it to the maid beside him, saying: "Weichen has increased the dosage of each dose, so that the effect of taking it will be more obvious than the previous prescription." , it will get better sooner. However, most of this prescription contains some strong medicinal materials. After taking it, the empress may experience some hot and angry phenomena, but as long as you drink more water, the situation will improve. Empress, don't worry too much."

"Okay, Xiwen, hurry up and decoct the medicine according to the doctor's prescription." Concubine Zhen's eyes were shining, as if she saw the emperor waving to her.

After Chu Shang came out of Feiyun Palace, he rushed to the Imperial Study Room non-stop, but this time Murong Chen asked him to go not only for his own headache.

When Chu Shang arrived at the Imperial Study Room, he happened to meet another person who had just come out of it——Shen Tianming, he was Murong Chen's recently conferred Dharma Guardian, and he said he was the 561st generation descendant of the Xian family, anyway, according to his own words , is a demigod, but in the eyes of Chu Shang, these are just his own nonsense, how can anyone really predict things like a god.

"You are here, there is no need to salute, I have something to ask you." Murong Chen was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and kept turning them, and on the desk was the Longyan incense brought by the national teacher a few days ago. Say what longevity effect.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chu Shang bent over and arched his hands with the medicine box on his back.

Murong Chen closed his eyes, and said leisurely: "A few days ago, the national teacher told me that in the Penglai fairyland, there is a kind of immortal grass, which is extremely precious, but if it is used to refine elixir, once it succeeds, Then he will be able to live forever, from your point of view, his statement is somewhat credible."

Chu Shang thumped in his heart, Penglai Wonderland, what is the Emperor of Immortal Grass going to do?

"There are indeed records about Penglai Fairyland in historical materials, and the fairy grass mentioned by the emperor should be a plant called Jueqing Grass."

"Yes! That's what it's called!" Murong Chen became so excited that his voice became louder, and he slammed the Buddhist beads on the table. "Even you say that, it seems that what the national teacher said is true!"

The more excited Chu Shang was when he saw Murong Chen's appearance, the more uneasy she felt. She bent over and said, "But this is just a legend. No one has really been to Penglai Wonderland, and no one has really seen that place. The so-called unfeeling grass."

"But the national teacher said that he has seen it before. It is the so-called unfeeling and severing love, so that one can have no desires and no desires, and the secret of immortality is also in it."

He has seen it?At this moment, Chu Shang clenched his fists tightly, how dare a small national teacher say such unsubstantiated words, "Your Majesty, that place is just a legend, absolutely not---"

"Okay!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply, "Go down, you must keep this matter absolutely secret, even if it is Yang'er, you can't tell me, do you understand what I mean?" Murong Chen squinted his eyes Threatening Chu merchants.

"Yes, I understand."

"Go down."

"Yes, Wei Chen retire."

As soon as Chu Shang returned to the mansion, he locked himself in the study and drove out all the servants. It was very abnormal. It looked like a tiger showing its power. Anyone who dared to provoke him would definitely suffer. of.