By decree and pro

Chapter 142 Punishment?

After about a quarter of an hour, the leading imperial doctor finally stood up and spoke.

"I would like to inform Your Majesty that this is an ordinary eczema. It is due to the Queen's pregnancy and a slight change in her physique. Please rest assured that this is not a serious illness. It is quite normal for a 'pregnant woman'."

"Since it's normal, why do you need six imperial doctors to consult at the same time?" Seeing them discussing seriously, Yan felt his hairs stand on end.

"Reporting to the Queen, His Majesty specifically ordered the humble official to say that your month is getting older, and you need to be more careful in taking care of you. Therefore, if you have any problems, you must be seen by more than three imperial doctors. I came to a conclusion. I just thought you were asking for the Ping An pulse, so I came alone." The imperial doctor recounted the cause and effect, "Later, I called several colleagues to come to diagnose, and I will tell you after everyone agrees. and Your Majesty."

"Yes, there is such a thing." Usman was so anxious just now that he forgot what he had said.

"So it's you...!" Yan kept scratching the back of his neck, "Really, do you want to scare me to death?"

"I'm wronged, Yan Yan, this king is quite frightened, you can see that my head is covered with cold sweat." Usman quickly held Yan's hand, and said aggrievedly, "It's all because this doctor doesn't know how to be flexible. If it's okay, hurry up." Can't you just say it?"

"That's right, Imperial Physician, if there is nothing to do in the future, you should let us know in advance, so as not to scare His Majesty and me." Yan Bujue stared at the leading doctor.

"It's because of a humble position that you acted rigidly and frightened the queen and your majesty. You deserve death." The doctor hurriedly knelt down and apologized. Everything went smoothly, and any discomfort, even mosquitoes, had to be carefully diagnosed. No, they followed what Jun Shang said, but took a big pot for Jun Shang.

"Get up, this matter is not that serious, just remember to say it first next time." Yan also didn't mean to ask the imperial doctor, "My body is itchy right now, what do you think should be done?"

"Generally, people with eczema need to take decoction to get rid of damp heat and stasis in the body, but the queen is pregnant, so this medicine can't be taken, so I can only apply ointment to relieve itching, eat more light food, don't eat barbecue, naan The bread should disappear within five days."

"Okay." Usman said, "Go and prepare the plaster."

"Let's go to the humble position." The six doctors ran very fast.

"Hey, these doctors are really..." Usman was still whispering.

"They were just following orders." Yan squinted at Usman, "Do you know why I didn't punish them just now?"

"Because Yanyan is magnanimous, according to Dayan's words, the prime minister can pull a boat in his belly," Usman smiled and touched Yan's belly, "and he can conceive a baby."

"No, I'm not magnanimous at all. Usman, you know, I only take what I'm willing to suffer." Yan pulled Usman's hand away.

"Yanyan's words are full of wisdom, my king..."

"Don't praise me, if you don't understand, just say it."

"Yes, Yanyan, I didn't understand what you were talking about?" Usman was as honest as a student who was punished by his master to copy.

"You'll understand in a while." Yan put it off, and smiled happily.

The imperial doctor came back, and he carried a small pearl shell on a tray. He opened it in front of Yan. It turned out that the shell was filled with ointment. Also a little peppermint.

"What is this?" Yan asked curiously.

"This is antipyretic ice mint. It is made from mint juice and mixed with herbs. It is finally frozen into ice, then cut into pieces and mixed into paste. It is better for external application." The imperial doctor said respectfully, "Queen, here The weight is for external application at one time, and a new cream will be prepared tomorrow."

"You have a heart, and you actually thought of adding borneol to the cream, which will cool and relieve the itching when you look at it." Yan smiled and nodded, "Ilya, give me a reward."

"Thank you, queen." The imperial doctor accepted the reward and left happily.

Usman couldn't get in a word, and was still standing by Yan's side.

"Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory." Yan picked up the ointment and took Usman's hand back to the dormitory.

In the dormitory, Ilya prepared mild bath water for Yan. Usman swung Ilya back, bathed and changed Yan himself, and then applied the medicine.

The ice flakes just melted, and the paste became very cool.

"I asked you to help me with the medicine," Yan said with a straight face, "This is my punishment for you today."

"Ah?" Usman was puzzled and stared blankly.

"The imperial doctor didn't know how to adapt because of your oral order, so I was surprised today, and you are the culprit. Why are you not happy just to punish you for taking medicine?"

"Yanyan, how can this be considered punishment?" Usman was still confused, "If you make me kneel on the washboard, then it is called punishment..."

Usman just said the words, and Ilya, who was tidying the mattress, burst out laughing. Seeing that Usman and Yan turned their heads to look at him in unison, he hurriedly said, "I didn't hear anything, I just thought of something funny. Laughing."

"You go out." Yan raised his chin to signal, "The tongue will be gone in a while."

Ilya stuck out her tongue at Chongyan, and let out a suppressed laugh.

"Yanyan," Usman continued, "You asked me to apply the ointment for you. This is a beautiful job. How can it be a punishment?"

The month of Yan is getting older, and although the bed is also big, Usman is afraid of squeezing him, and military information is often delivered in the middle of the night or early in the morning, so Usman often rests in the imperial study during this time.

"I have so many rashes on my body," Yan scratched his shoulders, "Whether it's a reward or a punishment, you'll understand after a while."

Usman still smiled and thought it was a good job. He washed his hands, held the shell in his left hand, and a jade ear pick in his right, which was just the right size for scooping up medicine.

Usman began to apply the medicine on Yan's arm, where Yan sat with a blanket over his lap.

Usman worked meticulously. After applying ointment on the rash, he gently rubbed it, "It's hot, is it still itchy?"

"It's much better, it's cool and comfortable." Yan said with a smile.

"That's good." Usman continued to apply the medicine, the arms and shoulders were finished, and then the back, because of pregnancy, Yan's waist was obviously thicker, and the original side waist curve became a washboard, but Usman still felt that Yan was so beautiful, and rubbed the ear pick back and forth on Yan's straight back...

"Gudong." It was the voice of swallowing saliva, and Usman's eyes became a little straight.

"Why did you stop, keep going." Yan urged, "You still have to wipe your chest."

"Okay, okay." Usman hurriedly responded, and continued to apply medicine on Yan's back. The muscles on his back are still quite solid. It's no loss that he is a martial arts practitioner all the year round. Usman secretly threw away the ear pick, Apply the medicine directly with your fingers, and make circular motions along Yan's back to the buttocks.

"Don't do unnecessary things." Yan's sudden words made Usman tremble with fright.

"No, how can I be attracted to sex." Usman held up the shell and said, "I must be able to do something as serious as administering medicine to Yan Yan."

Yan smiled, but didn't speak.

Usman was already hardened, wearing thin clothes in the dormitory, and the pillar of the sky was obvious, so he had to hold the pillow to block it, so that Yan turned around and applied medicine to his chest.

Yan's belly is getting bigger. His figure is neither a burly man nor a petite and cute boy. He is tough but soft, just like his swordsmanship, sharp but not obtrusive, full of the vigorous and masculine atmosphere of a young man.

Usman never knew that a man with a big belly would allow himself to be so imaginative, and his obsessive appearance was similar to that of a wild dog on the street.

While spurning himself, Usman couldn't help reaching out to touch things here and there, and ate the tofu with inflammation by applying medicine.

Yan, who had been watching Usman's movements, suddenly raised his foot, stepped on the pillow that had been covering Usman's chest, and slowly exerted force: "Usman, you still think this is a beautiful piece of clothing?" Is it bad?"

"Yanyan..." Usman trembled all over, and grabbed Yan's ankle in embarrassment, "Don't make trouble."

"Usman, I have two debts to settle with you. Hmph, I knew that you, a pervert, would not be able to hold back..."

"Why two strokes? The imperial doctor will only have one stroke..." Usman didn't dare to lift Yan's feet, so he could only sit half-stiff.

"You asked me before if I only liked your good skin. I didn't think there was anything at the time, but the more I thought about it, the more I got annoyed!" Yan stepped on Usman's "strong man" through the pillow again. In my eyes, do I only like your face? Is that so?"

"No, no, Yanyan loves me."

"Say it again!"

"Yanyan loves me, Yanyan loves me so much!"

"It's good to know, I love you so much, I came all the way to give birth to you, but you said that I only like your looks..."

"Yanyan, that's not what you said at first." Usman argued, "You still brought a knife to my bedroom... and said... ouch!"

With Yan's kick, Usman was afraid that he would break the root of his descendants, but fortunately, Yan kicked Usman's inner thigh with his foot.

"Yanyan, I misremembered. You adults don't remember villains, so don't get angry."

"Usman, come to bed!"

"what?!"

"I'm so angry that I want to do it."

"what?!"

"Hmph, forget it if you don't want to."

"Yes! But is it possible? Didn't the imperial doctor say that the first three months and the last three months have to be reduced..."

"Maybe I know." Yan paused, and then said, "But the ointment all over my body...is sticky, forget it, next time, just treat it as you owe me."

"Yanyan... woo..." Usman whispered, "You really didn't owe me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" A pillow flew out, and Usman caught it, "Isn't it, I'm so quiet, can you hear me?"

"I know what you're muttering even if I think about it on my knees. It's nothing more than what I owe you, right?"

"...!"

"Go to sleep." Yan suddenly slowed down his tone, "You are also tired these days."

"Yanyan, I'm not tired. For you, I won't be tired at anything." Usman immediately took off his clothes and lay down beside Yan.

"You're not made of iron." Yan turned sideways, lay down facing Usman, and smiled, "Usman."

"Ok?"

Yan didn't speak, just leaned over and kissed his lips...

Usman applied medicine for Yan every night, and then fell asleep together, and he was very peaceful, without doing any unnecessary things. Within five days, Yan's eczema was all healed.

Yan was refreshed and wanted to find Usman to be gentle with him, but Usman was so busy that he couldn't see the end, and they only met at dinner. Putting it on the table, Usman was about to get up and go to work.

"Have a sip of tea before leaving," Yan Wan said, "It's not too late."

"There is someone waiting in the imperial study." Usman said with a smile, "Yanyan, I may sleep in the imperial study tonight..."

"Understood, be careful not to catch a cold." Yan nodded.

"Okay." Usman walked quite neatly, unlike before when he looked back three times at every step, with a reluctant look.

"The battle of the Yinyue Tribe has been settled, so is he busy with the Priest Tower? That Chief Raven Warlock, Harigo, seems to be having a tough fight with the Priests." Yan thought, stroking his round belly, "Son, when you become the king of Xiliang in the future, you will also be like your father, who will be diligent in governing and caring for the people, understand?"

There was a slight movement in the belly, as if responding to Yan, Yan was very happy, "Although you didn't entrust me with a pregnancy dream, you still gave me face, so after you are born, I won't spank your ass .”

The belly moved slightly again, and the smile on Yan's face grew stronger. It's a pity that he didn't have a pregnancy dream, but after thinking about it carefully, this matter cannot be forced, so let it be.

"Yan... this, this is really annoying!" Ilya ran in angrily, and sat down at the table.He went to the imperial dining room to get some fruit, but he came back empty-handed.

"What's the matter?" Yan asked with a smile, "Who can make you angry?"

Yi Liya is a big celebrity in front of the queen, and anyone who flatters him or gives him gifts can go around Danyang City a hundred times.

"Yan," Elijah raised his eyelids and glanced at Yan, "If they're talking about me, I'll greet you with a fist... Will I come back and complain to you?"

"Hey, with your little strength, can you still give someone a fist?" Yan poured a cup of tea for Ilya, "Forget it, calm down, I will stand up for you."

"This matter is really up to you."

"Why, some people who don't have long eyes say I'm the 'demon queen'?"

"I don't bother to tell you the demon queen's nonsense." Ilya said, "And no one in the palace would say that, everyone likes you very much."

"What is that? It's not you or me, so there's no way someone will speak ill of your majesty, right?"

Ilya stopped talking, but her face became ugly.

"Okay! Who is so bold? Dare to speak insultingly to the king?!" Yan was immediately annoyed. Some fools said that he was the demon queen, and he could ignore it, but who dared to say that Usman said something bad, he would definitely Chop to death.

"Yan, don't be angry, you'll have to move your tires soon." Ilya muttered, "Now that I think about it, maybe I heard wrong through the wall."

"Are you still eavesdropping?" Yan frowned, "Who did you learn from?"

"Well, with someone who often wears night clothes in the middle of the night and lies outside the imperial study... Ouch." Ilya hugged his forehead, "You hit me again!"

"Who told you to keep going around in circles to whet my appetite, tell me quickly, what did you hear?"