I raised a husband in ancient times

Pei Xing blushed completely because of this sentence, and because of the white-covering makeup, his blushing would not be obvious now, and when he thought about where this was, he panicked and didn't dare to look up.

Lu Yiming's greedy gaze swept past Pei Xingtong's red ear, and fixed on the covered red mole, restraining his emotions.

"Yiming, why are you here? How did you become an imperial physician?"

Seeing the young couple stop their stickiness, Cao Yi moved his position and sat next to Lu Yiming.

He was really frightened by the other party's official uniform. What's the situation? It's been a long time since we saw each other, and the other party's official position is equivalent to his?Then wouldn't he also want to call the other party, sir?

Not only Cao Yi was puzzled, but those around the circle who had seen Lu Yiming were also shocked. When they were still trying their best to use the name of tribute wine to go back and pretend to be an identity, this person went directly to the palace to become an official, and he could still see Lu Yiming. The kind of official of the emperor.

They quietly pricked up their ears, hoping to hear about any secret methods.

"Lu has a little understanding of medical skills, and happened to help the emperor's illness. He stayed in the palace for a while, and this official position is only temporary."

With a little knowledge of medical skills, Cao Yi didn't believe that Lu Yiming could cure a disease that even the imperial physician could not cure, which meant that the other party's medical skills were higher than the imperial physician's!

"Don't be humble, Yiming. Some time ago, Mr. Ying said that he would change to your husband. I was still worried about you. Now that you are living such a happy life in the palace, there is no need for us to worry about it."

Before Cao Yi could speak again, a thin voice made everyone stop.

"The Emperor is here!"

The tribute banquet was held in the open air, and the high seat facing south was where the emperor and the ministers of the Ministry of Rites sat, while Lu Yiming and other local representatives sat in the open space under the steps. The emperor looked down from the center and had a panoramic view.

The sharp eyes scanned the circle from left to right, paused for a while at Lu Yiming's distinctive clothes, and then slowly said: "The tribute selected for this tribute banquet is better than previous years."

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites stood up and complimented: "Thanks to the blessing of the Holy One, the people can be healthy and the products can be rich."

After the emperor heard this, he leaned lazily on the back of his chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of speaking, the Minister of Rites announced the beginning of the tribute banquet.

This tribute banquet is an unusual banquet, which is a large-scale banquet of hundreds of families with the nature of display and selection.

After the Minister of Rites read out the screening rules, another official from the Ministry of Rites took over the presiding work: "Please list the pastry tributes from each province and place them in front of the long table one by one, waiting for the rating."

"Does the emperor want to participate in this selection?"

The Minister of Rites was located on the right hand side of the emperor, and asked the emperor as usual, but did not expect to get a response, but this time the emperor did not refuse: "Then I came to try these delicacies in person today, but I want to know whether they are as good as the ones in the memorial. Delicious as described."

The emperor drove, and the maids and eunuchs at the side naturally had to follow. The long and mighty line went down the steps, and the royal chef and the ceremonial commissioner hurriedly retreated to make room for the emperor. There was a circle of people around the long table, which seemed a bit crowded. .

There were 33 plates of cakes in the thirteen provinces. The emperor picked up a piece of mung bean cake and gave it to his mouth.

"Your Majesty! Don't do it!" A sharp cry almost scared the pastry in the emperor's hand to the ground, his face was a little displeased, Li Jiuren said quickly, "Oh, my Majesty, let the servant come to test the poison first!"

After hearing this, the emperor felt more at ease, and he gestured towards Lu Yiming: "Miraculous doctor Lu is here, and I am not afraid of any poison that he can't cure. What are you afraid of, a slave?"

"Your Majesty's dragon body is a body of ten thousand gold, so there must be no mistakes."

After Li Jiuren finished speaking, he gave the guard on the side a wink.

"Chief physician, please."

Lu Yiming planned to spend some time with his husband, but the fire suddenly burned on him. Li Jiuren sent guards to invite him. Lu Yiming cursed inwardly and kept moving his hands. He patted Pei Xing's tight hand before getting up. go.

Cao Yi pinched his thigh, and couldn't believe what he heard.

He thought that the other party was quite good at becoming an imperial physician, but he didn't expect to be the chief imperial physician of the imperial hospital. Isn't the chief imperial physician an old imperial physician with a gray beard?How did you become Lu Yiming?

It is true that Lu Yiming has been in Beijing for less than a month, not that he has been here for more than ten years. Could it be that he is dreaming?This dream is a little real and a little painful.

The emperor didn't even look at it. He took a bite of the mung bean cake and put it back. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he casually said, "This tastes good."

The recording officer at the side hurriedly noted that no matter whether the pastry tastes good or not, it is already the highest grade, there is no doubt about it.

The mung bean cake master who was on the side reacted after being kicked, and knelt down excitedly: "Thank you for the praise, Your Majesty."

After the pastries, there are various dishes. The emperor picked out a few dishes he liked and praised them a few times.

"Please list the wine tributes from each province and place them on the long table one by one, waiting for the rating."

There are 37 kinds of tribute wine, but only one special wine in Jiangzhou Prefecture was selected.

Pei Xing held the wine jar and put it on a specific position a little nervously, not daring to raise his head.

Lu Yiming's eyes fell on his fingertips clenched tightly on his cuffs, and he restrained himself from stepping forward to appease the other party, but the emperor caught his scorching eyes.

"It's the first time I drink this kind of wine. The unique sweetness flows on the tip of the tongue, which makes people have endless aftertaste. Haha, good wine!" You are not very old, so raise your head and show me."

The surroundings are completely silent, this is the first time this happened, the wine must be well brewed...?Still a man... Thinking of the rumors of the emperor's licentiousness and moodiness, the tribute merchants almost buried their heads in their chests, for fear that they would be the next to suffer.

Lu Yiming was also surprised by the unexpected behavior of the emperor, and didn't understand what he meant.During the contact some time ago, the emperor didn't attack him, and treated him unprepared at all. Was he here waiting for him?What does he want to do?

"Grassmen pay homage to His Majesty." After the salute, Pei Xing glanced at Lu Yiming who was not far away, took a deep breath and clenched his fists to overcome his inner fear, and then he raised his head and chest to face the emperor under the encouragement of the other party.

After staring at Lu Yiming for a full three seconds, the emperor said with a half-smile in Lu Yiming's direction: "The husband and wife of Miracle Doctor Lu and Ling Fulang, I am so envious, but... the more beautiful things are, the more beautiful they are." I want to destroy it, what should I do?"

It turned out that it was not a man but a brother.

The people around glanced at Pei Xing's face and sympathized with Lu Yiming. I really don't know if this person is big-hearted or what, he actually sent his husband to the tiger's mouth, and he didn't even cry this time.

"Your Majesty was joking. When it comes to the deep love between husband and wife, it can't be compared to His Majesty and the former Empress. The Cao Min and his wife are just an ordinary couple in Dajing, so they should not be envied."

Lu Yiming quietly blocked the frightened Pei Xing behind him, and said again, "Your Majesty is recovering from a serious illness and should be able to give birth. It's almost noon, and Caomin should be taking His Majesty's pulse."

Lu Yiming's eyelids were half closed, and the emperor's calm and unhurried appearance fell into the eyes of the emperor. He drank the wine in the wine cup, took a half step back, and the tense atmosphere dissipated: "At first, I was afraid that the genius doctor Lu hadn't tasted women. I left some beauties to give to you, but now it seems that there is no chance."

"Thanks to His Majesty's love."

Still in an unassuming tone, the emperor narrowed his eyes and ordered someone to pour him a glass of wine. His eyes stayed on Lu Yiming's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

From the first time he saw the other party, he was slightly displeased with this person's behavior and behavior. It was because he didn't see even a trace of reverence for the imperial power in the other party's eyes, even if the other party was courteous He bowed his knees and saluted. He always felt that the other party's back was always straight and never succumbed to slavishness. This was definitely a taboo for the superior, and it was a silent challenge to the imperial power.

Based on such dislike, he wanted to see this man's proud and broken appearance. He heard that Lu Yiming's weakness was this husband, so he chose this method to test. Unexpectedly, the other party did not bow his head and threatened him with the pulse diagnosis.

A brave, resourceful and talented man who is not afraid of imperial power.

Funny, really funny.

"Come on then."

The emperor returned to his seat, passed his hand over, and lay half-lying leisurely as if nothing happened, as if nothing happened just now.

Pei Xing returned to his seat in fear, even though he knew where her husband was, he didn't dare to raise his head, because he was really frightened by what happened just now.

Food and wine, textiles, ceramics, etc. were exhibited one after another. Except for food and wine, the emperor looked bored and had no interest.

After Lu Yiming's pulse diagnosis was completed, he left early with a group of eunuchs and guards, and Lu Yiming's vacation changed from one day to two days. It is estimated that the other party did not want to see him for the time being.

……

On the way back to Yingfu, Lu Yiming kissed Pei Xing's cold thin lips heartily, and sneaked in his hot palm through the crack of his coat, slowly soothing along the spine, and ate some tofu by the way.

"Husband, don't stay here..."

Feeling that the hand on the back deviates from the original position a little bit, and the position is getting lower and lower, Pei Xing can't help but push the person on him.

"Umm..."

There was a familiar taste between his lips and teeth, and the fingertips of the other party behind him touched nowhere, and the slight numbness flowed along the spine all over Pei Xing's limbs. Can't help trembling.

At this moment, Pei Xing had completely put aside his trembling heart at the tribute banquet. The cold wind outside the carriage hit, and a ray of cold wind blew over his half-naked shoulder bones, which made Pei Xing awake for a moment. Stretched out a soft and boneless hand against Lu Yiming's head, gently pushing him away.

Feeling his slight resistance, Lu Yiming stopped and pressed his forehead against his, panting: "I haven't seen you in [-] days, Fulang misses me?"

Obviously asked at the tribute banquet, but Pei Xing still said over and over again tirelessly: "I miss my husband so much, little Xing Xing misses my husband."

Lu Yiming couldn't help it, but thought that the place was wrong, so he forcibly held back.

He closed the half-opened clothes for Pei Xing, wrapped them tightly, and the eyes of the two were glued together, but Lu Yiming did not approach Pei Xing, but moved away a little, for fear that he could not bear it in the carriage.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Lu Yiming jumped out of the car. The princess hugged her husband and strode towards the bedroom. Along the way, she met many people covering their mouths and laughing. Pei Xing almost boiled eggs with his hot face.

Lu Yiming gently threw him onto the soft mattress and covered himself on top of him.

The two hugged each other through heavy clothes. The kiss they met after a long absence was warm and tender. The little farewell was a newlywed, and there was a bit of uncontrollable demand, especially after noticing that his husband responded obediently, he became even more unscrupulous.

The lingering voice between the two people's lips was clearly audible. When Pei Xing couldn't bear it and wanted to retreat subconsciously, Lu Yiming suddenly inserted his palm into his hair, forcing him not to escape.

Pei Xing's hands wrapped around his waist weakly, his chest heaved violently because he couldn't bear the long kiss, even his fingertips trembled slightly, and almost slipped from his waist.

"Husband, husband, door..."

Lu Yiming's consciousness returned to the cage with difficulty, his hands stopped, and for some reason he suddenly remembered the scene of Lu's father and mother's misunderstanding in Wuhe Village. He looked at the people who had finally found some reason and their faces were flushed, and looked past him and stared at him. The open door refused to continue, probably because it was frightened by the accident.

Lu Yiming took a deep breath, and the tip of his tongue swept across his lips. The palms supporting his body tightened, loosened, and tightened. Finally, he got up and sat down on the bed helplessly, dragging his messy coat to the door and bolting it .

The warm winter sun was blocked outside the door, and it was dark inside the house. Neither Pei Xing nor Lu Yiming felt cold, because the two kissed and embraced each other, and they were no longer separated.

This time, no one would bother me anymore, and the creaking sound of the bed accompanied the darkness.

From afternoon to night, Pei Xing's throat seemed to be on fire, and he was completely speechless.

After Lu Yiming cleaned up for him, he brought a bowl of clear porridge into the room: "Eat something before going to sleep, or you will have a stomachache tomorrow."

A limp person leaned against Lu Yiming's body, with his head resting on his shoulder, so tired that he couldn't lift his hands or open his eyes. Lu Yiming fed the porridge to his mouth spoon by spoon and watched him eat.

After drinking three spoons, a certain rabbit's closed eyes opened a small gap, and his fingertips struggled to pull his sleeves, and asked silently: "Have you eaten, my husband?"

"I'll eat after Little Xingxing finishes eating."

"Hmm." There was a mosquito-like voice in his throat. Although he didn't say anything, the frequency of the other party's porridge was obviously accelerated.

"Slow down, don't choke."

When the porridge had run out, Lu Yiming put the bowl on the low table at the head of the bed, and wrapped his arms around the other person's body to make people lie down quietly. During this process, Pei Xing never opened it again.

Lu Yiming's fingertips brushed away the wet hair on the other's forehead, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead: "Sleep, I'm here."

The heavy breathing gradually slowed down, and Lu Yiming waited for him to fall asleep before getting up and going out.

The author has something to say: Tired... I hope the reviewer will show mercy.

ps: The latest update should be around 00:00~

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