He has not lived enough

Lu Yun looked at the emperor amusedly: "How can there be so many secret recipes handed down from the ancestors?"

Well, it's better to be the doctor Xuan.

Zhao Yu specially confessed: "Also invite that Imperial Physician Lu to come, I think he is pretty good."

Lying on the bed with eyes closed, Zhao Yu felt someone come in after a while.

He opened his eyes and saw that Lu Yun was standing outside the tent holding on to the medicine box, and saluted him when he got up.

"Excuse me, excuse me..." Zhao Yu rubbed his eyes and said, his eyes became more and more uncomfortable now, "I'm going to trouble you again, Physician Lu."

Said that Zhang Defu had lifted the bed curtain, and Lu Yungang also heard Zhang Defu's symptoms, and was still surprised at the moment: "Your Majesty, this is..."

Zhao Yu also couldn't say what he did was stupid, so he faltered and made up a reason: "Yesterday I ate a chicken leg stewed with dogwood, and I forgot to wash my hands and rubbed my eyes after eating..."

"It turned out to be like this when I woke up this morning..."

Lu Yun: "..."

For a moment, the little emperor was so stupid that he had nothing to say, Lu Yun couldn't help crying or laughing, and carefully checked Zhao Yu's rabbit eyes, and then said: "It's not a serious problem. I boiled the auxiliary medicine into water, filtered it with a fine gauze net, and then used The veil is soaked in medicinal water, and it will be cured by hot compress three times a day."

Zhao Yu asked: "Is it the secret recipe passed down from the ancestors?"

The last time the ancestral ointment was effective, he was very much looking forward to it.

Lu Yun looked at the emperor amusedly: "How can there be so many secret recipes handed down from the ancestors?"

With a long groan, Zhao Yu's disappointment was beyond words.

Seeing him like this, Lu Yun added unhurriedly: "But my massage method is inherited from the ancestors. Do you want to try again today, Your Majesty?"

This was in line with Zhao Yu's wishes. Since the last time, he has been obsessed with Lu Yun and nodded his approval with a pair of red rabbit eyes.

After a while, the potion was ready, and when the palace servants applied the veil soaked in the potion, a cool feeling came through the eyelids, which immediately relieved Zhao Yu's discomfort.

"I'm starting now, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Lu Yun also sat down beside the bed and said.

Lu Yun's voice became clearer and clearer when he was invisible to the eyes, and coupled with his identity as a doctor, people couldn't help but feel dependent on him.

Zhao Yu made a low "hmm" sound, and immediately felt Lu Yun touch her body.

He started from the shoulders and pressed according to the acupuncture points, slowly but firmly.

Lu Yun's hands were very hot. At first Zhao Yu felt a little sore where he was being pressed, but slowly, a warm current flowed into his body, and his whole body felt as warm as if soaked in hot water.

Unconsciously sighed, since Zhao Yu put on the little emperor, he felt as if there was a lingering chill in his body, even if the room was warm, his hands and feet would feel cold.

Zhao Yu casually articulated her doubts: "Doctor Lu, why do I feel cold all the time? But it's much better if you give me such a press. Last time, I felt comfortable for several days after pressing. Feeling cold."

There was a pause in the movements of her hands, and Lu Yun replied: "Your Majesty is born with a cold physique. I will give you some conditioning after a while, and you will be fine."

For some reason, Zhao Yu felt that his tone was a little blunt. He remembered that when he went to the hospital before, he met a doctor who didn't like to talk to patients during treatment. This doctor Lu probably also had this habit. mouthed.

Probably because Lu Yun's skills are so good, Zhao Yu felt as if he was in a hot spring, and his whole body was warm. In addition, his eyes were uncomfortable and he didn't sleep well last night, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

After confirming that Zhao Yu had really fallen asleep, Lu Yun stopped her movements, her pair of fine-tuned peach blossom eyes lost the gentle smile in front of others, and instead looked at the sleeping person with a bit of uncertainty, her eyes wanton and dangerous.

After a few breaths, Lu Yun withdrew her gaze and returned to her previous gentle and courteous appearance, carefully covered Zhao Yu with a brocade quilt, got up and left.

Originally, he wanted to take him out of the palace directly, but now he changed his mind.

Seeing this stupid and silly little emperor struggling to survive in the deep palace seems quite interesting, doesn't it?

Lu Yun's prescription was really easy to use. Zhao Yu felt much more comfortable in his eyes when he got up, and after applying it twice that day, he completely changed back to his big shining Kazilan eyes.

Happily looking at the mirror for a wink, Zhao Yu possessed a playfulness, squeezed her throat and said to the mirror in a pretentious way: "Mirror, mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful person in the world?"

Then he changed into a flattering voice: "Of course you are the most beautiful person in the world, my dear majesty—"

After the performance, Zhao Yu laughed "Jie Jie Jie" for a while, intoxicated in the plot of asking and answering himself and couldn't extricate himself.

With just this face, he will try his best to save the little emperor's life!

Zhang Defu, who had just come in and witnessed everything, retreated silently.

He was relieved that His Majesty has calmed down a lot recently, it seems that he was thinking too much.

After her eyes recovered, Lu Yun continued to massage Zhao Yu for a few days, and the chill that always accompanied Zhao Yu seemed to be dispelled.

Zhao Yu simply designated Lu Yun as his exclusive imperial physician, and would go to him directly if he felt uncomfortable in the future.

After a few days in such comfort, Bai Qingyu didn't come to urge him to study and study, but Zhao Yu himself felt an inexplicable emptiness.

He now eats and sleeps well, but has no mobile phone, no games, and no delivery.

——What is the difference between such a life and going to jail?

"Your Majesty, do you want to play chess or Shuanglu?" Zhang Defu saw Zhao Yu's boredom and came to solve his problems.

Zhao Yu slumped listlessly and shook his head. The elegant entertainment of ancient nobles was not suitable for him.

He wants to play mahjong, as well as Doudizhu.

But even such a simple wish can't be realized, and Dajin doesn't have these two kinds of chess and card games at all.

No, there is no way to do it yourself!

Zhao Yu patted his thigh. His personality is a foolish king, and it is his job to contribute to the ancient entertainment industry.

Zhao Yu quickly got up, and Zhang Defu followed behind him: "Your Majesty, you are not fully recovered from your illness, so you can't go out!"

"Prepare me a pen and paper..." Zhao Yu rolled up his sleeves and sat down at the desk, "And a ruler."

Zhang Defu thought that Zhao Yu was going to study, so he hurriedly prepared the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and ruler.

Zhao Yu first drew a row of grids with a ruler, and then drew a round sesame seed cake in the grid.

Zhang Defu: "??"

Before he could understand what was going on, Zhao Yu drew two, three, four, five in the other grids one by one... until he stopped at the grid of nine pancakes.

Zhang Defu: "..."

Zhao Yu started another line and drew a row of grids, and then drew a chicken in the first grid.

Zhang Defu felt that he understood. It seems that this row is going to draw chickens, but the last nine chickens will be a bit crowded.

Then Zhao Yu simply drew two chopsticks on the second grid.

Does this mean eating chicken with chopsticks?

Then Zhao Yu drew a bunch of chopsticks.

Zhang Defu: "..."

He really couldn't make it up.

"Your Majesty, are you hungry?" Zhang Defu asked carefully. Although the little emperor had never looked very smart, today was a bit weird.

Zhao Yu laughed: "I'm still in Meituan."

He drew the rest of the cards in one go: "Find a craftsman to make the ones I drew in such a large size."

Zhao Yu compared the size with his hands, and marked the number of each card face clearly.

Zhang Defu answered the order to go out in a daze.

Zhao Yu collapsed back on the bed happily, and he can play mahjong when he is done.

Before Zhao Yu had just lay down for a while, a servant came to report to Prince Ning's son to see him.

A dog-like dandy suddenly appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, the original owner's friend and cousin, Zhao Ke.

The former concubine of King Ning had no children for many years, and died of depression. King Ning helped his concubine to become a righteous concubine, and he got the eldest son in his 30s.

The original owner usually skipped class to get into trouble, and even quarreled with Bai Qingyu, all of which could not be done without Zhao Ke's instigation.

Ever since his father and elder brother passed away one after another, he was forced to become an emperor and was forced by Bai Qingyu to learn the way of an emperor, the original owner felt lonely and wronged, only his uncles and cousins ​​treated him kindly, so he trusted him very much.

But that's just the original owner's opinion.

Zhao Yu stroked his chin and lazily said, "Let him in."

The small internal waiter who notified went down, a little muttering in his heart.

In the past, when it was said that Zhao Ke was coming, His Majesty would run out happily, but today he doesn't seem to be very concerned.

When the servant went out, Zhao Yu clicked on the system, and there was a new task just released on it.

"Mission: Wolf's ambition (long-term mission);

Task requirements: get rid of Prince Ning and his son;

Task points: 100000;

Mission description: Any fool can see the wolf ambition of Prince Ning and his son, except you. "

Zhao Yu: "..."

Can he complain about this broken system and personal attack?

But after thinking about it carefully, it is true. In fact, the original owner is not bad, he is also a spoiled brat, but under the guidance of Prince Ning and his son, he did a lot of outrageous things, and in the end, the unlucky ending could not be separated from the two of them. relationship.

It's time to clean them up.

Looking at the word "long-term" on the task, Zhao Yu was thoughtful. This is the first long-term task released by the system, which means that this task is relatively difficult and difficult to complete for a while.

Right now, he is poor and has nothing to rely on, so he really needs to figure it out slowly.

While Zhao Yu was thinking about it, he saw a man with a mustache come in with a playful smile. It was his good cousin Zhao Ke.

As soon as Zhao Ke came in, he called out: "Silang, are you recovering from your illness?"

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment before realizing that the Shiro he was talking about was himself.

No matter how old or young the princes of the Jin Dynasty were, they were all called according to their seniority. Zhao Yu was the fourth eldest, and when he met his clan relatives before he ascended the throne, he was always called the fourth elder brother or the fourth son.

Only Prince Ning and his son still called him that after he ascended the throne. This was authorized by the original owner himself.

"I've been healed a long time ago, but I was blocked by Bai Xiang and couldn't get out..." Zhao Yu pretended to be happy to see the savior, "If the third brother doesn't come again, I will have hair growing on my body!"

Although Zhao Ke is the first son, he is not the eldest son. He is the third eldest son at home. Zhao Yu usually calls him third brother.

Seeing that the little emperor was the same as usual, Zhao Ke felt half relieved, but on his face he intentionally smiled and said: "How did I hear that Shiro and Prime Minister Bo had a very happy conversation, I'm afraid it will disturb your hard work, so I dare not come."

Zhao Yu rolled his eyes at him: "If I don't curry favor with him, how can I stay clean for a few days?"

Only then did Zhao Ke feel relieved, and he said how the well-behaved Zhao Yu would show affection to Bai Qingyu, so it turned out that he had learned to retreat first.

"Okay, you can go out in a few days, and third brother will take you out to relax..." Zhao Ke winked and smiled, "Our Shiro has reached the crown, so it's time to go out and see."

Zhao Yu showed curiosity in cooperation: "What do you know?"

Is it the kind of knowledge he thought?