Cheng Jinrong gave He Qi a blank look: "How can you hide it from the doctor if you really have a sick illness?"

That's true.

Cheng Jinrong was a famous miracle doctor in the border area in his previous life. Du Tidian practiced medicine for decades and was even more experienced. Is Princess Shouning really sick? It cannot escape the sharp eyes of this master and apprentice?

He Qi hurriedly apologized for his mistake: "I'm sorry, I don't know Mount Tai and talk nonsense for a while. Please do not know me."

Cheng Jinrong laughed softly: "Good mouth and smooth tongue."

He Qi said "Huh": "How do you know?"

Cheng Jinrong: "I know if I have tasted it."

He Qi smiled softly: "That must be your taste wrong."

It took a long time.

The whispers of the two people came from the curtain.

"Princess Shouning did many wrong things, but after suffering from such strange symptoms, the emperor also softened his heart. He asked someone to take her back to the palace and ordered my master and I to see and treat her."

"My master has always wanted to retire and retire. I had already taken the lead in taking care of Princess Shouning. Unexpectedly, my master changed his mind and wanted to stay in the palace."

"This is what a master looks like." He Qi took the conversation unconsciously.

Cheng Jinrong smiled and sighed: "He accepted me as his disciple that day, and he did have his own selfish intentions. I took him as my master and disciple to follow him to work as a servant earlier. Everyone has their own wishes, so there is no need to demand any master-disciple relationship."

"In the past two years, I have often used my master as a shield. Over time I have been together, I always have some master-disciple friendship. This time, he retired and left the palace and returned home. I will not be disappointed or blamed him. However, he refused to leave and chose to stay in the palace. I was also happy."

With Du Tidian in the palace, it is much more convenient to encounter problems.

He Qi thought about it and said with a smile: "If he has this intention, you will appreciate his affection. In the future, you will treat him as a disciple."

Cheng Jinrong smiled and nodded.

The friendship between people comes from this little by little. Only when we understand each other, tolerate each other, understand each other, and support each other, will this friendship become deeper and deeper.

The two of them whispered each other and did not go to bed until midnight.

At the next five o'clock next day, Cheng Jinrong had to get up and enter the palace.

He Qiyi couldn't let go, so he hugged Cheng Jinrong in his arms and couldn't let go.

Cheng Jinrong felt reluctant to leave, and reached out to put his hand around He Qi's neck, raised his head and kissed him on the chin: "I'll be back in a few days."

He Qi nodded first, then showed a resentful resentful husband's face: "I've just got married, and I'm going to stay alone in the empty room."

Cheng Jinrong chuckled repeatedly, kissed her comfortably, and then got up and stayed.

...

After this day, Cheng Jinrong returned home every five days for one night.

He Qi submitted a letter of apology every three days. Within half a month, Emperor Xuanhe issued an order to return to the palace to serve as a servant.

The Duke of Pingguo’s mansion was all excited about this good news.

Even He Song, also called He Qi, entered the study and said with a smile: "This time you can return to the palace so quickly, Jin Rong has made a lot of efforts from it."

There are quite a few people in charge of the imperial court, but there are very few people like Cheng Jinrong who are influential every day and have influence on the emperor. Even if they are favored by Empress Pei, there are even more unique people.

At this time, He Song couldn't help but glad He Qi: "Sanlang, you have indeed married a good wife."

It is common for high-ranking families to get married, it is common for them to be together and take care of each other. However, marrying Cheng Jinrong to pass through the family brings real benefits.

He Qi was slightly harsh when he heard this.

He looked at He Song and said lightly: "Second uncle, I marry Arong just because I like her. It has nothing to do with everything outside of it."

He Song didn't mind He Qi's offense and laughed casually: "You married your beloved girl, and our He family has a daughter-in-law who is a emperor and an imperial physician, and it is not contradictory. No one will question your sincerity because of this."

He Qi: "..."

He did overreact.

He Qi was stunned for a moment and apologized to He Song: "Second uncle, I'm sorry. I was speechless just now."

He Song didn't mind at all and laughed heartily: "Whether uncle and nephew talked, they didn't have so many polite and polite considerations."

He Qi also felt relieved when he looked at He Song with his eyebrows and eyes stretched out and his face was full of smiles.

His decision that day was indeed correct.

Even though Zheng made a big mistake, he and He Song were young couples. With Zheng, He Song’s heart knot gradually faded, and when he was in a good mood, he would sleep and eat well, and he would be very beneficial for recuperation. These days, He Song’s complexion has been much better than before.

"Second uncle," He Qi suddenly had an idea in his heart: "If you want to recuperate, you should not be tired. However, my eldest brother also said that walking around more will also be beneficial to your health."

"I will go to the palace to be on duty tomorrow. Goro and Liuro are two naughty guys, no one urges to discipline them, and they are often lazy when practicing martial arts and arrows. Why not just ask the second uncle to go to the martial arts and exercises every day to see them and give some advice, and just treat it as a pastime for boredom?"

This is a good idea.

He Song was lying in the room every day, and he was really frustrated. He couldn't ride a horse and shoot arrows now, so he was inconvenient to use force. However, his eyesight was still there, so it would be okay to move his mouth to point the two young boys.

He Song replied happily: "Okay."

...

The next day, at dawn, the main gate of the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion was opened.

He Qi changed into silver armor of the imperial guards, with a long sword on his waist, and rode a black horse. The autumn wind was cool and blew on his face, causing a slight coolness. It was more of the pleasure of galloping.

After being bored in the mansion for nearly half a year, He Qi felt quite depressed even though he didn't say it. Today, he was finally able to ride a horse and return to the palace. His mood was almost indescribable.

The imperial guards change shifts every day.

As soon as He Qi showed up, a group of imperial guards surrounded him and greeted him.

He Qi looked at the familiar faces, and his heart was filled with heat.

"He San! You finally returned to the palace to take the job!" A hand slapped his shoulder heavily. Fortunately, he was prepared and still stood firmly. However, Zheng Qinghuai, who was cheap, slapped the palm of his right hand red, and the pain was so cold.

Should!

He Qi smiled and glanced at Zheng Qinghuai: "Do you want me to give you some medicine to apply to your hands?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Zhu Qijue said happily, "Yesterday, the emperor issued an order, and we were all happy for you. It was too late to leave the palace yesterday, so we didn't go to the mansion to bother you. When the holidays are off, you have to invite a few of us to have a good drink."

Jiang Yao and Ye Lingyun echoed together: "That's right! You must treat this wine!"

He Qi, who had a beautiful wife and lost his humanity, immediately said: "No, Arong rests for one day in a month. I want to accompany her."
Chapter completed!