Chen Cong, who was called to take care of Huangfu Ye, heard the "Three Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pills", and his actions of diagnosing Huangfu Ye's pulse were much gentler. With Huang Yaoshi's ability to refine medicine, he could refine medicines for 20 or 30 years in the medicine hall to get the medicine formula of the three Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pills.

Therefore, Huang Yaoshi must not die. If he dies, the master will suffer a great loss.

"Huang Yaoshi, you are very weak, it is best to be able to rest for three or five months." Chen Cong carefully protected the stretcher, "Twelve Guards, let's walk slowly. Huang Yaoshi is now a 'beauty lamp' worth three million taels. If you bump a little, it will be bad."

"..." A row of black lines fell from Twelve heads. This "light" was too expensive. If it hits it in your own hands, the boss must hammer it to death. No wonder that the stinky brat squatted on the roof of the house as a "fish" and couldn't come down to work.

Mingruo stood in the corridor, watching Huangfu Ye being carried down and rubbed his eyebrows, and felt that the day was particularly long.

Si Haochen hugged Ming Ruo from behind and said, "It's getting late. Should we go back or rest here?"

If it were in the past, Mingruo would have lived here. Unfortunately, today is different from the past. His Majesty Yun Emperor will have an early court tomorrow. Although the medicine hall is not far from the palace, it is still not as convenient as returning to the palace.

"Let's go back." Ming Ruo raised a sly smile on his lips, "But now that the palace gate has been set, can we go back?"

"What do you think?" Si Haochen poked Mingruo's forehead, "Where are so many strange ideas?"

"Fifteen, prepare the car." Si Haochen glanced at Fifteen who was squatting on the roof.

"The carriage is already waiting outside the door." Fifteen rushed over with a prescient attitude.

Si Haochen held Mingruo's waist, turned over and jumped onto the roof, and fell directly beside the carriage: "Empress, please move on to the imperial carriage."

"Xiao Chenzi, help me get on the car." Ming Ruo stretched out his arm seriously, wearing a string of fruit bracelets on his slender wrist, making his wrist look even whiter under the moonlight.

Si Haochen smiled and held the tenderloin: "Yes, Empress."

"Ah hahaha." Mingruo didn't expect His Majesty Yun to cooperate so much that he laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Si Haochen finally amused his tired wife, and felt a little relieved. His Ruoer was happy every day.

His Majesty Yun brought the queen into the carriage and directly wrapped it in his arms: "Let's go."

Eunuch Ke, who left the palace to pick up the emperor and empress, knelt down directly, and kept wailing in his heart: "Emperor, the Empress, you can play whatever she wants when she wants to play, can you not come out to scare people!"

Xunyi reached out and took Eunuch Ke, who was so scared that his legs were weak, into the car, and waved his whip: "Driving!"

The carriage trotted on the street at night. There was no curfew on the Shangyuan Festival. Both sides of the street were decorated with various lanterns and brightly lit.

However, at this time, there were few pedestrians on the street, and Ming Ruo's head was tilted on Si Haochen's shoulder and dozed off.

Thirteen, who had been working with Chu Chenzhou tonight, reported outside the carriage: "Everyone in Jiecaifang was taken back to Dali Temple by Lord Chu to question. However, many people outside Jiecaifang were still unconscious. Lord Chu asked his subordinates to come and ask his master for advice. What should those people do?"

Si Haochen had no idea of ​​the answer to this question. He raised his hand and scraped Mingruo's straight nose: "What should I do?"

The sleepy Mingruo was too lazy to lift his eyelids: "Nothing needs to be done, and people will wake up tomorrow at dawn."

"I wonder if the Queen has a way to wake up soon?" Before Thirteen came back to report, they were troubled by the people who went to 'claim' their family.

"I woke up after a few slaps." Ming Ruo directly recounted the 'solve' given by Linglong.

"This..." Thirteen was a little uncertain. Is the Queen joking?

"Cough cough." Although 'slap' is a simple and effective method, it sounds like a joke, "Well, silver needles pierce the Renzhong acupoint and enter three points. Silver needles must be disinfected to avoid cross-infection."

"I understand." Shisan suddenly felt that it was more practical to slap in the face. In the middle of the night, where can I find so many silver needles and people who know how to put them in?

Thirteen decided to throw all the solutions given by the Queen to Lord Chu. As for those who were unconscious when they fought for the golden leaves, they finally blew the cold wind for a night or were slapped in the face, it was nothing to do with him.

When the carriage arrived at the bedroom, Mingruo was already sleeping heavily in Si Haochen's arms.

His Majesty Yun Emperor carefully carried his wife back to the bedroom and placed it on the bed. When he took off his outer clothes, Ming Ruo moaned: "Hmm?"

"It's okay, go to bed." Si Haochen put his outer skirt on the hanger.

"Oh." Ming Ruo rolled into the bed, and his hairpin hit his head, "Um..."

"Don't move for now." Si Haochen leaned over and took off all the hair accessories on Mingruo's head. Like a waterfall, the beautiful hair spread onto a soft pillow, and the scenery was particularly beautiful.

Madam Dong and Zi Su brought the hot water for washing up and saw that the queen had already fallen asleep. Zi Su wrinkled a hot veil to clean the queen's face, Madam Dong took out her bedclothes from the closet.

"You guys go down." His Majesty Yun took the bedcloth from Madam Dong's hand and took care of his snacks with his own hands.

"No~" Mingruo felt someone scratching his itchy flesh in his sleep, and rolled into the bed again.

"This is something you don't want to wear..." Si Haochen threw the bedclothes in his hand to the foot of the bed, pulled the quilt and covered the two of them.

Maybe he was too tired the day before, Ming Ruo slept very heavily, woke up by the heat when he woke up early, and was surrounded by Si Haochen.

"Hmm?" Si Haochen held the little hand that was causing trouble in front of his chest.

"Hot..." Mingruo felt that he was the little monkey pressed down at the foot of his husband's mountain.

Si Haochen took a few deep breaths and said, "If you move around again, it will only make you feel hotter."

Mingruo was not afraid of death and blew in Si Haochen's ear, then pinched his throat and said, "Your Majesty, you are going to be late for work!"

His Majesty Yun, who was flirting with fire, opened the curtain to look at the sky, and his teeth were grinding: "You bad girl, why are you so harsh!"

"Hahaha..." Mingruo sat up from the quilt and realized that he was not wearing bed clothes, "Ah!"

When His Majesty Yun Emperor saw the suspender in his bellyband landing on his slender collarbone, his eyes sank - this Emperor was so irritable that it had affected his wife too much.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up." Eunuch Ke whispered to the outside.

Madam Dong looked at the sky speechlessly, saying that the emperor did not need anyone to call him, and this old Ke Te liked to commit suicide. Madam Dong took Zisu Jiyue to the side and moved away from Madam Ke.

The object of venting that Emperor Yun, who was full of anger, found by His Majesty Yun, a black shadow rushed out of the inner room, drew an arc in the air, and hit Eunuch Ke's head.

"Oh." Eunuch Ke quickly covered his mouth, reached out to touch his head, and took off a boot.
Chapter completed!