Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Miss, you sold the parrot to Concubine Jin, and she will definitely show off, so what should you do? Have you decided what gift to give to the emperor?" Feng'er said as she walked.

"I'm still thinking about it. If I can't think of it by then, I won't give it away." Yun Ruoyue waved her hands freely, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, shining brightly on her.

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The two were walking, when suddenly a panicked voice came from the front, "It's bad, someone fainted!"

Yun Ruoyue raised her eyes and saw a large circle of people at the entrance of a restaurant in front of her.

Near the people, a blue carriage was parked.

Yun Ruoyue was taken aback, isn't this the carriage they met in the morning?

Could it be that the virtuous king fainted?

"My lord has fainted, who will save him?" a servant shouted anxiously.

Immediately someone nearby said: "Hurry up and ask for a doctor, there is a medical clinic in the east of the city."

"Isn't it too far to the east of the city? This virtuous king has a strange disease. When the doctor arrives, maybe everyone else will be gone."

"Look at King Xian's belly, my God, it's so big, it looks like a pregnant woman, it's so ugly."

"I heard that people with this kind of big belly disease are unlucky, so the virtuous king has never been favored. We only heard rumors before, but we didn't expect to see the right lord today. It turns out that the rumors are true. The virtuous king really has a big belly. It's a pity that such a beautiful face turned out to be a freak!"

Hearing these people's sarcasm, Yun Ruoyue's injustice was aroused again, and she stepped forward angrily, "What a freak, he's just sick!"

When everyone looked at it, they saw a handsome young man walking over, and someone immediately said: "You young man, what do you know? Even Master Qingyun said that he has a strange disease, and Master Qingyun can't cure it, you can help him." What's the matter?"

"Master Qingyun said he has a strange disease? It can only be that he is ignorant, step aside and let me take a look." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she squeezed into the crowd.

Someone suddenly sneered and said: "You little student, how dare you say that Master Qingyun is ignorant, you are not so small, could it be that you can cure his strange disease?"

"It's none of your business." Yun Ruoyue didn't bother to talk to the melon eaters.

As soon as she squeezed in, she saw a man dressed in white lying on the ground. The man closed his eyes tightly, apparently passed out. This was the Xian Wang.

Although he fainted, it can be seen that his stomach is still protruding high, which is very unsightly. The people next to him are pointing at his stomach, and his servant is throwing himself in front of him, holding on to his stomach. crying.

Yun Ruoyue knew that people had a good face and didn't like to be judged by others, so she took off her Tsing Yi coat and put it on King Xian's stomach, so that no one could see it.

After covering her belly, she found that there were more and more people here, and hurriedly said to everyone: "Please spread out, the patient needs ventilation, and ventilation is conducive to recovery."

When the onlookers heard this, they quickly stepped back to make room.

Seeing that the air had been ventilated, Yun Ruoyue quickly checked the eyes, ears, nose, and nose of the Xian Wang, while the servant next to him cried, "Master, do you know how to see a doctor?"

"Yes, don't make noise first." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she patted Xian Wang's shoulders with both hands, and at the same time called him in his ear, but found that he didn't respond at all.

At the same time, she unbuttoned his coat, touched his carotid artery, observed the rise and fall of his chest, and even lay down on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.