"Oh? Fine drinking? I wonder how the emperor plans to punish me?"

Shen Yunhe curled her lips and smiled, her tone of voice was strange and sinister.

He clearly looks young, but the aura around him is not comparable to that of ordinary people!

Even the emperor couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His imperial aura could not suppress a woman!

"I will give you another chance to cure King Chu's leg disease!"

The emperor's attitude was firm and he pointed at Shen Yunhe as a threat.

Shen Yunhe naturally knew that in front of the emperor, Chu Junhe's leg must be incurable! So she still rejected the emperor with a cold face:

"I just said that there is no cure for King Chu's leg disease.

Shen Yunhe had already asked me to diagnose and treat King Chu. King Chu's leg disease was caused by poisoning when he was young. More than ten years later, the poison had already taken root.

Even if he is lucky enough to remove the toxins from his body, the tendons in his legs have already been damaged, making it impossible to stand!"

Shen Yunhe cut off the worries in the emperor's heart with one sentence.

And this is what the emperor wants!

He reused Chu Junhe and even allowed Chu Junhe to grow stronger, just to make sure that Chu Junhe had no possibility of standing. How could a disabled person even dream of becoming the emperor?

It is a cost-effective deal to use the handicap of the declining mother clan to contain King Liang.

"Although I have several sons, Junhe is the only one who may share my worries. Is his leg really incurable?"

The emperor slumped down on the dragon chair with an expression of extreme disappointment.

But he secretly rejoiced: This is great! He was also afraid that if he handed over the disaster relief work to Chu Junhe, it would increase Chu Junhe's power.

Now he is relieved. Even if he leaves the world in Chu Junhe's hands, Chu Junhe still won't be able to sit still!

Over the years, the emperor has been secretly weakening the power of King Liang, supporting Chu Junhe and containing King Liang.

No one can covet his throne, not even his son!

It is precisely because of this that he has not established a prince for a long time...

Outside the crack of the door, the queen burst into tears. She clutched her heart and forced herself to calm down.

Shen Yunhe waited for the queen to leave, then looked at the emperor and asked again: "The emperor summoned you today just because of King Chu's leg disease?"

Shen Yunhe was puzzled. She rarely had any trouble with the royal family when she traveled around the world. The royal family wanted to treat her whole palace if they could ask her for treatment.

The emperor of Northern Xinjiang is quite different. He just wants to confirm whether Chu Junhe can stand?

"Of course not..." The emperor looked a little embarrassed. After he looked outside to make sure no one was eavesdropping, he lowered his voice and said:

"I rashly invited the miracle doctor here because I wanted him to see if my body can still be recuperated..."

"Hand out your hand, let me feel your pulse."

Shen Yunhe's words were concise and concise. No matter what the disease is, one must first feel the pulse before talking about it.

The emperor looked at her, hesitant... and finally stretched out his hand.

Shen Yunhe secretly sneered: This emperor is so coquettish, as if she is some kind of savage beast.

at the same time,

On the roof of the imperial study room, two little guys lay motionless.

Yaoyao watched helplessly as her mother's hand was about to reach out and touch the emperor's bad old man!

This made her anxious!

"No, how could such a beautiful mother be touched by a bad old man?"

Yaoyao said and was about to jump down.

Xingyu panicked now. He quickly hugged Yaoyao and held her tightly!

"Yao Yao, don't you want to know what disease the emperor has? My mother is just taking his pulse. Don't get excited!"

Xingyu is just a little taller than Yaoyao, and Yaoyao's kung fu is stronger. If he wants to control Yaoyao, he has to use all his strength.

"Well...brother is right! Yaoyao needs to see what kind of disease that dog emperor has!"

Yaoyao shook her chubby body and lay down again.

She is most familiar with things like climbing on the roof to peek. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Even if she dances on the roof, no one below will notice.

In the Imperial Study Room,

Shen Yunhe's brows gradually frowned.

The emperor is indeed ill, and he is seriously ill! No wonder he is so afraid of being known.

"Can...can it be cured?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in the emperor's tone.

"Let me think about it." Shen Yunhe waved his hand, found a chair and sat down.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on the emperor's forehead. Although the miracle doctor was wearing a mask, he could not see her emotions.

However, he could feel the dignity of the miracle doctor.

For a moment, the emperor was frightened by himself. He was afraid that his disease would not be cured!

He hasn't had enough of this throne yet.

"The emperor's illness is not incurable, but..."

"Miracle doctor, please tell me quickly!"

The emperor had stood up excitedly.

"Your illness is very serious. It is a terminal illness. It is basically impossible to recover. Fortunately, the emperor met me.

I believe that after three to five years, the emperor will be able to be cured."

Shen Yunhe said lightly, but the emperor standing opposite her had staggered and leaned against the dragon pillar.

The emperor's face was ashen, and the word "terminal illness" kept beating in his mind.

"It can be cured, but the emperor must be prepared during this period. You will be in extreme pain. The pain will be worse than death.

Perhaps, you will beg me to free you as soon as possible.

So...do you still want to take treatment?

If you don't receive treatment, I can help you extend your life, and you can still live for more than ten years."

Shen Yunhe stood up, and she stared at the emperor coldly, until the emperor felt weak.

"For now... let me think about it..."

The emperor moved towards the dragon chair with shaky steps, his voice was full of fatigue, and he suddenly seemed to have aged several years.

Before seeing the miracle doctor, he still had a trace of expectation.

Now, the miracle doctor himself has cut off all his hopes!

"I hope that the miracle doctor can stay in the palace until I think about it carefully."

The emperor is still the emperor after all, and his consideration is on the one hand, and what to do with the miracle doctor is also on his mind.

The miracle doctor already knows about his illness. Once it becomes known, it will be a devastating blow to Beijiang.

"Okay, but I don't like to be disturbed. When I stay in the palace, no one is allowed to disturb me. If there is someone who is not discerning, I can't guarantee that I won't take action."

Shen Yunhe agreed.

The two little treasures on the roof pouted and were dissatisfied. If their mother stayed in the palace, they should stay too!

They want to protect their mother!

"Come here, take the miracle doctor to Fanghua Hall."

The emperor pinched his eyebrows tiredly and arranged Shen Yunhe to the Fanghua Hall, which is closest to the emperor's palace!

When Shen Yunhe went out, he happened to meet Chu Junhe who was coming in a hurry.

Yicheng pushed him to the square in front of the imperial study room. Suddenly he saw Shen Yunhe being led by the palace servants to the harem, and his face immediately turned cold!

He's still late!

Chu Junhe and Shen Yunhe passed by each other, and Shen Yunhe's eyes briefly stayed on him.

Chu Junhe held the wheelchair tightly with both hands, and his white knuckles showed his depressed mood.

"The King of Chu is here. The miracle doctor has been entrusted to stay in Fanghua Hall for a few days. King Chu, please help yourself. We will bring the miracle doctor over here."

The father-in-law bowed respectfully to Chu Junhe and took Shen Yunhe away.

The father-in-law's words seemed like an ordinary greeting, but in fact, he secretly informed Chu Junhe of the situation.

"Fanghua Palace..."

Chu Junhe's expression did not relax, and his jawline even became a little tighter.

The Fanghua Hall is a palace where only the concubines of the harem can stay. What does it mean that the father arranged for Shen Yunhe to live in the Fanghua Hall?

Tell the world, is the miracle doctor the emperor's favorite woman?
Chapter completed!