230 Don't touch her

Ling Xi actually just wanted to know if that noble lady could really bring such great benefits to them. If she could accept even five hundred taels per set, it would mean that she really didn't care about so much money.

What she said was that it could make the Royal Medicine Hall famous among the royal relatives and nobles, which was more convincing.

When Razra and Bin Bu Qiyun looked at each other, he was shocked in his heart.

Five hundred taels per set of clothes, how many people in the imperial city can afford it? Is Sister Xier so sing too much this time? Like the clothes she is wearing now, even if the fabric is good, it will not be as expensive as it is. The cost is at most twenty or thirty taels. Sister Xier is so cheating!

"You just do what I said, maybe she will surprise you."

...

It was almost dusk when Jiuyin and Feng Mujin returned to Prince Jin's mansion. As soon as they stepped into the Prince's mansion, Jiuyin noticed an unusual aura.

After walking on the Baiyu Road in the front yard for a while, she suddenly stopped, pulled Feng Mujin's big palm, and said in a deep voice: "I think this yard is a bit inappropriate."

"What's wrong?" Feng Mujin looked down at her. Seeing her serious look, his thin lips raised slightly, and suddenly pulled a faint smile: "Do you think there are suddenly many experts in the yard?"

Jiuyin looked up at him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and finally nodded and said, "Yes."

Ruhua walked to her and said, "I also feel that the atmosphere here suddenly becomes depressed."

"It is because they have too dull personalities and don't know how to interact with others that will make you feel depressed." Feng Mujin smiled slightly and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Come out."

A light gray figure came to them in a blink of an eye. The person who came was very quick and had great light skills, and was one of the few powerful characters.

Jiuyin and Ruhua were slightly stunned, only to think that this person was sharp and powerful in his breath, no wonder they felt depressed.

"A subordinate Wuji meets the princess." After Wuji bowed to Feng Mujin, he bowed to Jiuyin again.

Jiuyin nodded and looked at Feng Mujin: "This one is..."

Feng Mujin explained: "He is someone outside me and has been with me for more than ten years. He will stay in the palace in the future. If you have anything to do, just explain it to him."

"Is anything OK?"

Jiuyin just asked casually, but Feng Mujin started to think about it seriously. After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "It's basically OK, as long as you don't do bad things."

"What about?" She raised her eyebrows, not intentionally making things difficult for her, but was just curious about what the "bad thing" he said would be.

Feng Mujin stretched out his long finger and flicked her nose, smiling softly: "For example, don't hook up with a man behind my back."

Leaving this, he walked towards the depths of the courtyard.

Jiuyin stared at his slender back and muttered to himself: Is this guy so immersed in the show? He is actually like a jealous husband, and told his wife not to hook up with other men on his back!

Seeing that he really ignored him and walked away, she snorted coldly, trying to catch up with him, but remembered that Wuji was still by his side.

Looking back at Ruhua, she smiled and said, "You know more about this brother Wuji, communicate more, and cultivate your feelings well. I will go back with the prince first."

She looked at Wuji again and said, "I will let Ruhua come to you if you have something to do in the future. What Ruhua said is what I mean."

"Yes, madam." Wuji replied respectfully.

Although her words made him and the girl around him "cultivate feelings" made Wuji blush slightly, the etiquette that should be had was still not lowered.

After Jiuyin walked away, Ruhua walked to Wuji and was about to speak, but Wuji took two steps away from him and said in a deep voice: "Girl, I think my wife has misunderstood. I have absolutely no inappropriate thoughts about the girl. Please give me a glimpse."

Like a painting, he opened his round eyes as bright as a pearl, staring at his serious face, and was shocked.

But when I thought about it, I finally figured out why he was like this.

She smiled slightly and said helplessly: "My girl has always spoken like this. She has no other intentions. She just hopes that we can cooperate well in doing things for the prince. It's not what you think. Brother Wuji, don't think too much."

After saying that, he ignored Wuji who was stunned by the side and chased Jiuyin.

Wuji thought for a while before she could make her words clear and finally realize that she was really thinking too much.

He grabbed his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

It wasn't that he was trying to think nonsense on purpose, but it was because his wife was talking too much.

...

After noon the next day, Jiuyin and Feng Mujin really arrived at the Imperial Medicine Hall again, and Nangong Mingye was already waiting for them in the wing room.

Under normal circumstances, he would always agree to what Ling Xi told him.

After they made an appointment, on the 15th day of the lunar month, Nangong Ming would come to Feng Mujin at night and also treat him to Jiuyin.

Because of this, Nangong Mingye learned that the young couple in front of him were Prince Jin, the seventh son of the emperor of the dynasty, and his newlywed wife Princess Jin.

Although his identity is noble, he did not surprise him at all. If he had known that they were not rich, it would be no wonder that they were a prince.

What's more, he has always been indifferent. Even if he faces the emperor himself, his face as if it was like a thousand-year-old iceberg would not have too many emotions that he shouldn't have.

"Can you take my pulse first now?" Jiuyin sat down halfway in front of the shorter table, looking at him, with expectations hidden in her eyes.

I have really felt something was wrong these days. The most important thing is that my belly is growing too fast, which is completely beyond ordinary people.

Nangong Mingye didn't say anything, but his fingertips moved slightly.

Jiuyin was clear and hurriedly stretched out his right wrist.

Nangong Mingye put his fingertips on her vein door and carefully raised them. After a while, his eyebrows tightened slightly, and looked at Jiuyin and said in a deep voice: "Can you go inside and let me take a closer look?"

"Okay." Jiuyin stood up and walked towards the inner hall without saying a word. There was a soft couch on it. Yesterday, he was applying needles to Feng Mujin on the soft couch.

Feng Mujin felt a little worried, and he held her wrist with his long arms on her face, looking hesitant.

Nangong Mingye took the lead in walking towards the inner hall. Seeing him like this, he said indifferently: "If you are worried, you can follow in."

After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked in.

Jiuyin looked at Feng Mujin and wanted to say something, but Feng Mujin said in a deep voice: "I'll go in with you."

Although she is not her real wife, she is the woman of the Fourth Emperor Brother. He is still a little worried about asking her to be alone with a young man.

But Feng Mujin soon regretted his decision.

After entering, Nangong Mingye asked Jiuyin to lie on the soft couch and reached out to take off her clothes.

Jiuyin didn't think anything was wrong. She had gone to the hospital in modern times. There were many male doctors in the hospital. I occasionally checked my body. Although she was a little embarrassed, she would not refuse.

What's more, the male doctors' examinations will basically not be too excessive, she is clear.

However, when Feng Mujin saw Nangong Mingye moving her clothes, he was so anxious that he screamed: "Don't touch her!"

Nangong Mingye paused his fingertips, looked back at him, and said disdainfully: "I am a ghost doctor, not a miracle doctor, so I won't know what the situation is in her womb at a glance. If you don't want me to touch you, please find another doctor."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

Jiuyin, who was lying on the soft couch, was so anxious that she supported her half of her body and said hurriedly: "Sir, it's okay, you check it for me, don't pay attention to him."

She looked up again and slapped Feng Mujin and said in a deep voice: "I have always felt strange in the past two days. Don't interfere with the sir, or just wait outside."

But how dare Feng Mujin leave half a step? He was still here, and Nangong Mingye had already taken action to remove Jiuyin's clothes. Who knows if he would pull off her clothes after he left?

It’s not that he likes to suspect others, but that Jiuyin is the fourth emperor’s man, and he is so beautiful, if...

He calmed down his spirit and looked at Nangong Mingye and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I'm just a little... a little uncensored, sir, please continue."

Since Jiuyin said that she had a problem with her body, it was big or small, and he could no longer stop Nangong Mingye from treating her.

Nangong Mingye did not say much, and let Jiuyin lie back to the soft collapse and then took off her clothes, gradually revealing her abdomen.

Looking at his slightly raised belly, he wanted to reach out to cover it, but a little hesitation flashed in his eyes. His big palm stopped in the air, and he was a little reluctant to let it go.

In fact, Jiuyin could see that the ghost doctor did not want to be close to him. She asked herself that she was a woman with outstanding appearance. When a young man looked at her, he not only did not look lewd, but also a little disgusted.

I felt more respect for him and became more and more interested in the person behind him.

"Have you married?" The atmosphere in the inner hall was a little awkward. Feng Mujin kept his face calmly, but Nangong Mingye was a little hesitant. In order to prevent the pressure from being too low, Jiuyin had to pretend to be calm and asked.

Nangong Mingye nodded, and when he thought of Ling Xi, his palm finally fell down.

It was not until the warm palm fell on her stomach that Jiuyin began to feel a little embarrassed. After all, in ancient times, men and women were not allowed to kiss each other. She had never seen any doctor treat a woman like this.

Feng Mujin, who was standing aside, stared at the big palm that fell on Jiuyin's belly, and wanted to run over and take the palm away from Jiuyin's belly so that he would not touch her again.

But now that things have come to this point, it makes no sense for him to stop them again.

Nangong Mingye just rubbed his belly lightly for a moment before retracting his big palm, picked up the soft towel beside him, dipped it in warm water to wash his hands.

Looking at his actions, Jiuyin blushed and always felt that his body had defiled his Holy Spirit. It was clearly that he touched him, but he felt that he was sorry for him.

I don’t know why I thought this way, maybe it was because this man was so beautiful, so beautiful that he didn’t touch any dust, which made her feel that looking at him half a glance would be like blasphemy.

Nangong Mingye turned around Wang Waitang and walked away. Feng Mujin hurriedly stepped over and quickly pulled her clothes.
Chapter completed!