The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 456: How did you do it

Chapter four hundred and fifty-six how did you do it

Zi An sighed, that's all your righteous women. I don't want to see my own woman, but I only think about women who don't belong to me.

Are all men in the world so rude?

The emperor didn't intend to stop talking, and continued to ask: "I heard that the second child and your mother are very close now, aren't they?"

Zi'an didn't know what he was thinking, but this kind of questioning really made one's heart panic, "This, I haven't gone back for a long time, and I don't know if the two of them are as close as the emperor said."

Not denying, not certain, ambiguous.

The emperor smiled slowly, "Zian, are you afraid of me?"

Of course I'm afraid, you are the one who holds the power of life and death, you are the emperor!

Zi'an certainly wouldn't say that, but asked in astonishment, "Why would the emperor say this? The emperor is the elder brother of the prince, and he is a family member. How can a family be afraid if they only have close relatives?"

"Family?" The emperor chewed this sentence carefully, then raised his head to look at Zian, "If the second child really wants to marry your mother, this generation will be messed up."

Zi An can't laugh or cry, if you marry my mother, won't your generation be in chaos?

Zi An didn't know what to say, so she could only say lightly: "That's the matter of the two of them, it's not appropriate for any of us to intervene, let's go with the flow, my mother once said that it's good to be single now, I guess she doesn't. I thought about finding someone to marry."

"But women always have to find a husband's family and a man to rely on for life. Who in the world can match a strange woman like her? Don't have another person like your father."

"Once bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the rope for ten years. My mother probably won't think about it for a while." Zi An said quickly.

"Who was bitten by a snake?"

The loud voice sounded, Murong Jie's figure appeared behind the curtain, he opened it, and strode in.

Zi An immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him coming, and said with a smile, "Say you're afraid of Aunt A Snake."

Murong Jie said: "This king is not afraid."

Zi'an shrugged.

"How is your brother today?" Murong Jie asked.

The emperor sat up a little, "I feel much better, thanks to Zi'an."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zi An again and said, "Is your medical skills taught by your mother?"

Zi An shook her head, "No, my mother doesn't know medical skills, I just learned it from an old doctor."

"You can teach such an outstanding apprentice, your master must be amazing." The emperor praised, "I wonder if you can introduce me to the palace to meet me?"

Zi An said with a smile: "Master has no idea where he went, and even I have no way to know his whereabouts."

"Oh? What's his name then? Or, I order someone to look for it?" The emperor seemed to be carrying on with Zian today, and he had to ask questions clearly.

Zi An was startled, "I don't know the master's name, but I only know his surname Lao."

Teacher.

After hearing her say this, the emperor finally stopped asking and looked at Murong Jie, "Have you ended the dynasty? Are all parties settled? Have all the rewards at the end of the year gone?"

"Going down, I've brought the big fat meat back for the New Year." Murong Jie smiled.

The imperial court distributes extra mutton and pork every year before the Chinese New Year, which is called the "year-old food". According to the official rank, one rank can get two sheep and one pig. By analogy, officials in the yamen can get a pound of pork a pound. mutton.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly, "I thought I couldn't endure this year, but I didn't expect to endure another year. In total, I have been on the throne for more than twelve years."

"There are still twenty-two years, thirty-two and forty-two years, I'm just talking nonsense." Murong Jie said with a sullen face.

The emperor looked at him, smiled slowly, and his eyes were gentle, "You, since you are married, hurry up and give birth to a fat boy with Zi'an to coax your mother."

Zi An didn't say anything. She just wanted to give birth and couldn't give birth.

"Well, I'll hurry up, no, I've been working hard at night." Murong Jie said shamelessly, as serious and serious as if he were serious.

Zi An was not interested in listening to them talk about **** in front of him, and said, "Okay, I'll go to the Empress Dowager's side. The head of the palace said to submit next year's budget, and I'll consider it."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and bowed: "Zi'an retire!"

As soon as she walked out here, she heard Murong Jie ask very humbly: "My brother sees that the ladies in the harem are plump, do you know how to take care of them? My family is only a thin cow, so I can eat it no matter what. Not fat."

Zi An vomited three kilograms of blood and left quickly, unable to listen.

The accounts in the palace, the inner government has done a good job this time, Zi'an is very satisfied, and the budget for next year is still reasonable, but it is still somewhat different from what she asked for.

However, you can't go from fat to skinny right away, you have to take it slow.

The Qingning Pavilion is the most restless place in the entire palace and palace.

After the failure of King Nanhuai's plan, he came back and scolded Sun Fanger, but Sun Fanger still couldn't understand why the emperor didn't show himself that day.

This is almost impossible.

These days, she has been making fake faces, wondering what's wrong, but no matter what she adds, she can't make a face that can last more than two hours in the whistling wind, and, King Nan Huai When he came back, he said that the face was new, and he was sure that the emperor had not changed his face.

For a person with an extremely strong thirst for knowledge, these days are enough to torture her, so every time she sees Xia Zian, she casts a malicious gaze.

Finally, on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, she couldn't help but went to Zian.

Zi An had just woken up and planned to go to Prince Liang's Mansion. Murong Jie had already left for the barracks early in the morning. He said that he was holding a party for the soldiers in the barracks, and he might not be back tonight.

As soon as she left the yard, she saw Xiaosun leading Sun Fanger in, she raised her eyebrows, "A rare guest!"

Sun Fang'er looked at Zi'an's face and resisted the urge to go forward and tear it apart, "I want to have a word with you, I don't know if I can?"

Zi An said: "I can give you a quarter of an hour, I'm quite busy today."

Zi An naturally knew why she came. She had been waiting for Sun Fang'er to ask questions all these days. She thought it would be ten days at most, but she didn't expect that she would wait until it was almost Chinese New Year.

After entering, Sun Fang'er didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "I want to know, how did you keep the emperor's face from showing erythema on the day of the sacrificial ceremony? I know you used a fake face, but on that day, it was like that. In the weather, the fake face can't last for two hours, and you can't change it in the luan drive, because you can't take the luan drive with the emperor."

"Don't you understand?" Zi An chuckled.

"I don't understand, I don't know how you did it, the secret recipe for fake skin, what did you use?" Sun Fang'er asked with a stern face.

Zi An looked at her, "How long does it take to tear off a face?"

Sun Fang'er was startled, "It's very simple, just cover it with a sleeve and you can tear it off, but it's just a blink of an eye."

"Well, yes, in the blink of an eye, do you think the emperor can't do it?" Zian chuckled, "Okay, I have to go."