The third master picked up a fox husband

"Heh, what are these things?" Yan Jingsheng was so helpless that he laughed instead. This...he didn't know what to say. He sympathized with Yu Da, but he also understood Yan Jingci.

Yan Jingci is not a broken sleeve, but has a beloved woman.

However, in the end, the most pitiful ones were still Ruo Ruo and Yu Da.

The two didn't talk anymore, Yan Jingsheng bowed his head and silently put the letter in the hands of Yu Da, who held it carefully, thanked Yan Jingsheng and left.

Tortured by abdominal pain, Yan Jingsheng didn't intend to bear it any longer, he called: "Yingying..."

"My lord." Yingying trotted in hurriedly, "You look so pale, are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, you go and invite the doctor from the house, try to keep a low profile and keep a low profile." Yan Jingsheng said a little tiredly, unexpectedly, one day, he would still hold up half the sky.But Yan Jingsheng knew very well that he was not capable enough.In a battle of wits and courage, he is indeed inferior to Yan Nanhao.

After Yingying took the order to go down, the old doctor was brought over in a short while, "Doctor, this king often has pain in this abdomen, please show me."

The old doctor took Yan Jingsheng's pulse.

Not long after his fingers touched Yan Jingsheng's wrist, the doctor's hand touching his beard froze, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The old doctor frowned and looked at Yan Jingsheng for a while, then took his pulse carefully again, his complexion was paler now, and he knelt down in front of Yan Jingsheng.

"Doctor, you are talking!" Yan Jingsheng was not in a hurry, but scared Yingying, "What's the matter with you kneeling down!"

"My lord, my lord, maybe the grassroots... are not good at medicine, so I'd better invite another doctor to see me...to have a look." The old doctor lowered his head and stumbled.

Yan Jingsheng twisted his mandible a few times, and asked calmly: "You can just tell me what kind of illness you have. Is it possible that the king has some terminal illness and will die tomorrow."

"No, no." The old doctor said quickly, he raised his head, with a complicated and frightened look on his face, "My lord, Cao Min may have made a wrong diagnosis, please forgive me for saying something that offended you."

"Just say it directly, forgive you for your innocence."

The old doctor touched the sweat on his forehead, "My lord, Cao Min gave you a diagnosis...a happy pulse..."

"What!?" Yingying jumped in shock, "You old man, are you so dizzy? You can see clearly, this is the prince!"

"Miss Yingying, Caomin also wonders if my eyesight is dim..." The old doctor was about to cry, "But, it is indeed a happy pulse... It is still around April, and the prince often feels abdominal pain. Fetal gas... The fetus is a little unstable..."

"Are you sure?" Yan Jingsheng, whose face turned from white to blue, said, "This king is a man, how could it be... a happy pulse!?"

The old doctor kowtowed, "My lord, Caomin's medical skills are only at this level, maybe there is some rare disease that Caomin has not diagnosed, or..."

"Your medical skills are not good enough, and it is impossible for our Rui'an Palace to keep you for so many years." Yingying said eagerly, "Take a good look at it."

"..." Yan Jingsheng took a deep breath, "Get up, don't be afraid, I won't punish you, calm down and take a good look."

"Yes, my lord." After thoroughly wiping off the cold sweat from fright, the old doctor got up, rubbed his hands vigorously, and then checked Yan Jingsheng's pulse again.

Both Yingying and Yan Jingsheng looked at him expectantly, and after about a quarter of an hour, the old doctor still flinched and said, "It's indeed the pulse of joy..."

"God..." Yingying felt that the world had been turned upside down.

"Your Majesty, there are a few cases of men conceiving children in ancient books, and although they are all legends...but...at least..."

His chest heaved violently for a while, Yan Jingsheng calmed down, he lowered his head and thought for a while, if he really had it, then the child is...

Damn, he is not only a man with a child, but also a fox cub.

This…

"You said, it's about April?"

"Correct."

"No, the lord's stomach... why hasn't it changed at all..." Yingying glanced at Yan Jingsheng's stomach, and couldn't help but say.

"This... the grassroots don't know..." Si Yue should have shown her pregnancy.

There are changes... I thought it was a small belly at first...

Yan Jingsheng sighed, why his stomach is so small probably has something to do with that vixen.

Liu Buyu, ah Liu Buyu, didn't you always say that you want your mother to give birth to cubs?Now you don't need to go to your fourth uncle to find a solution, this king has learned it by himself.

Thinking of this, Yan Jingsheng's mood unexpectedly calmed down miraculously.

He couldn't help thinking, if Xiao Liu found out, would that wooden face collapse?

However, he can't find this fox now, and he doesn't even have a way to contact him.

"My lord, my lord..." Yingying's heart tightened, her lord wouldn't be stimulated, would she go crazy?

"Well, what happened?"

"You... will have a solution, don't worry too much."

"It's okay..." Although it feels abrupt, it seems that it is not difficult to accept it, "Doctor, you just said that you have a fetal gas, and you should prescribe some anti-fetal medicine, but remember, there can be no fourth person in this matter." Know, otherwise, you should understand the stakes."

"Caomin obeys, my lord, don't worry, Caomin will never confide a word."

"Go down and boil the medicine, and you will be responsible for all the affairs of this king in the future."

After the old doctor went down, Yingying chopped off her feet angrily, "My lord, the surname should be Liu!"

"You girl has no rules, call me Wangfei."

"My lord, you are still protecting him. Look at this juncture. Where has he gone? You still have to deal with it for him..." Liu Buyu disappeared, and Yan Jingsheng could only deal with it by saying that the other party had a strange disease and could not see anyone. Well, if it weren't for the tense battle right now, the imperial city probably wouldn't let it go if they were holding on to this matter.

"Yingying, go take care of the medicine." Yan Jingsheng didn't scold Yingying, "I want to be alone and calm."

After Yingying left, Yan Jingsheng closed his eyes and sighed.

...

When Zhenyi arrived, Yan Nanhao was drinking while watching the eunuch pinch a concubine's fingers with a stick.

As a last resort, Yan Nanhao took in a few concubines, but he never touched any of them.It's just that Zhenyi doesn't care about it.

The hall was filled with the smell of blood, and the woman's screams were heard beside her ears, which made the other people present tremble.

"Your Majesty." Zhenyi saluted.

"Get up." The person leaning on the couch sat up, waved to the bottom to stop, and the concubine with ten fingers hematoma immediately collapsed on the ground, panting more and more air, "It just so happens that Zhenyi is here, you If you can ask for his forgiveness and let him spare your life, I will not hold you accountable anymore, and you can continue to be a concubine."

Smelling the breath of life, the woman stretched out her terrifying ten fingers and waved like Zhenyi, "Daoist, I... I know I was wrong, please forgive me..."

Zhen Yi turned his head to look at her, then looked at Yan Nanhao, and said flatly, "Your life and death have nothing to do with me."