The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 38: I am not a gentleman

Chapter 38 I'm not a gentleman

Outside the Royal Garden.

Before the imperial concubine left the palace and returned to the mansion, she placed a lot of cakes in the pavilion in the imperial garden and asked people to invite Murong Jie over.

Murong Jie was reluctant to come, but the noble concubine ordered him three times, so he had to go.

The night is beautiful, the gentle breeze is blowing, and the wind lamps are lit up, illuminating a corner of the imperial garden.

The noble concubine sat on the stone bench, holding a cup of tea in her hand, her expression gloomy, when she saw Murong Jie coming, she raised her head, her eyes were cold.

"Mother concubine!" Murong Jie sat down, "Why don't you go back to the palace so late? Will you stay in the palace tonight?"

The concubine put the teacup in her hand heavily on the table, stretched out her hand and backed away, and said sternly: "You still know that the Aijia is your mother-in-law, and Aijia asks you, do you have my mother-in-law in your eyes? "

Murong Jie frowned, "Why is the concubine so angry?"

"Don't get angry?" The concubine was so angry that her hands trembled, "What does the life and death of King Liang have to do with you? , you don't listen, and now you have offended your aunt for him, do you know that she is really angry tonight?"

Murong Jie didn't care, "Really? Mother and concubine just calm down."

"Appease?" The concubine said angrily: "How to appease? That's her grandson, even if I, the younger sister, drank all my saliva, she still wouldn't forgive you for your arbitrariness today. My brother was promoted to be the regent, and he has already offended the queen. Fortunately, your aunt has always suppressed the queen and the prince. She is your only support. Now you have even offended her, and you will suffer in the future."

"Yes, that's her grandson. If her grandson gets better, she will only be grateful to this king."

The imperial concubine was so angry that she smashed the cup, "Why do you trust Xia Zian so much? Let me tell you the truth, in the Hall of Longevity today, the court judge and several imperial doctors said that King Liang will not survive today. It's too late, tomorrow morning is probably the time. If you don't care about this, no one can blame you, but you want Xia Zian to heal him. If it spreads out, what will others say about you? Xia Zian's repentance has already offended the queen, offended King Liang, others will only think that it was you who ordered him to harm King Liang."

Murong Jie poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of the imperial concubine with cold eyes, "Are these words guessed by the concubine herself, or the queen mother said?"

The imperial concubine pushed away the teacup, "She didn't say it, but Aijia guessed that she meant it, otherwise she wouldn't have such a big temper tonight, she said tonight, tomorrow the outside world will say, King Liang It was put to death by the princess who repented of his marriage, you think, who insisted that Xia Zi'an heal King Liang? It's you, my son, you've always been smart, why are you so stubborn at this juncture?"

Murong Jie smiled, "This king has confidence in Xia Zian."

"Do you have confidence in Xia Zian?" The concubine gasped, "Are you crazy? The imperial doctor said there was no cure, but you have confidence in her?"

The imperial concubine suddenly froze and stared at him suspiciously, "Tell Aijia, do you really like her? Does her repentance have anything to do with you?"

"What does the concubine think?" Murong Jie laughed wildly, a little unruly.

The imperial concubine suddenly stood up, the muscles on her face trembled a few times, "Aijia warns you, this Xia Zian cannot enter the gate of my palace, if she is lucky enough to cure King Liang, Aijia will let you She died."

Murong Jie looked at her with a light expression, "Mother concubine, are you living a comfortable life now?"

"What do you mean?" The princess stared at him.

"If you feel that you are away from the palace and have a comfortable life in the palace, then live your life well, don't get involved in the affairs of the palace, and occasionally go to the palace to find your mother for tea and chat."

After he finished speaking, he got up, "A-xin can't leave people, and tomorrow is going to be an early morning. Tonight, the king will not leave the palace, just stay in the hall of longevity for one night."

"Are you crazy?" The imperial concubine chased after him, "Then Xia Zian also lives in the Hall of Longevity. If you don't stay in the palace tonight, wouldn't you tell outsiders to gossip about you?"

Murong Jie smiled coldly, "Is there any problem? She will soon be the Princess Regent."

He strode away, laughing heartily, as if in a good mood.

The imperial concubine clenched her fists in anger, no, she can't let him marry Xia Zian.

There was a wicked look in the eyes of the imperial concubine, this Xia Zian must die, and he must die in front of King Liang.

Ni Rong chased after him and said to Murong Jie worriedly, "Your Highness, do you really have confidence in Xia Zian?"

Murong Jie changed his previous good mood, and his face became gloomy, "From now on, you will not leave, keep an eye on Xia Zian, and don't let anyone touch her."

Ni Rong was taken aback and immediately understood, "Your Highness, rest assured, your subordinates know."

Murong Jie was extremely irritable. Today, he defied all opinions and asked Xia Zian to treat him, not because he had much confidence in Xia Zian, but because he knew that the imperial doctor had no way to cure A Xin, and he couldn't watch A Xin helplessly. Xin go, no matter what, there is a silver lining, and he will not let it go.

Xia Zian, you'd better cure A Xin, otherwise, this king will not let you go.

Murong Jie did not sleep in the Hall of Longevity, but stayed beside King Liang with the imperial physician.

Zi An woke up when she slept. Her long hair was not rolled up, so her shawl was hanging down, and her clothes were loosely wrapped around her body, making her waist more slender.

The original owner was very thin and not even fully developed yet. Zian felt that this body could still grow taller, as long as the nutrition could keep up.

When Zi An came, he asked the imperial doctor to go back to rest first.

The imperial physician did not dare to go back because the regent ordered the imperial physician to take turns on duty.

However, when Murong Jie heard Zi'an's words, he said to the two imperial doctors, "You should go back first. If you have anything, this king will pass on you."

The imperial physicians got up and left when they heard Murong Jie's words.

There are palace guards and palace servants who are standing far away, and Ni Rong is waiting outside the pavilion, a little wary.

The night wind was breezy and it was very cool. Zi An washed her hair, but before it was dry, she took advantage of the night wind to raise her hair. With her long hair like a waterfall, with a beautiful face, she was indescribably beautiful and charming.

Murong Jie glanced at him, then turned his eyes away.

Zi'an realizes that this move is a bit indecent, and in this day and age, it's too much to pay attention to.

She took out her handkerchief, tied her hair, walked up to Murong Jie and said, "Your Highness, you are tired too. Go back and rest first."

Murong Jie held a cup of tea in his hand and said lightly: "This king wants to blow the wind here."

Zi An sat on the stone steps of the pavilion, stretched out her hand and pulled the skirt, but said nothing.

Murong Jie looked sideways at her, "Are you really Wen Yi's descendant?"

Zi An smiled, "No!"

Murong Jie was startled, "You are so bold."

Zi An looked at him and said boldly: "My lord, the ministers and daughters have no background, and they all taught themselves medical skills, but these words can be said to the lord, but not to others, otherwise, I can't stay and continue at all. Heal His Royal Highness King Liang."

Murong Jie snorted, his handsome face raised, and the curvature of his chin seemed a little arrogant and arrogant, "Obviously, your lies will only make people feel that you are not credible. I know it's not true."