After breakfast, Cao Miao was about to go out to visit Gongsun Huang and ask about Shu Jin, but was stopped by Cao Zhi.

Cao Zhi sent someone to spread a message that Xun Shi would bring the imperial physician in the palace to diagnose the disease today. This is the emperor's gift. You cannot underestimate it. You must wait in the mansion. Not only that, you must burn incense and bathe and cleanse your body.

Cao Miao was so angry that he almost took a stick to argue with Cao Zhi. Later, he thought about it, no wonder Cao Zhi. He had been ravaged by the imperial power and was completely wiped out. It was a bit difficult for him to put on the airs of the emperor at this time.

Cao Miao ordered Shi Caiying and the other four to bring the big bathtub she had just bought, put it in the yard, then took off the naked body, jumped into the bucket, and began to wash and brush. Qingtao and Hongxing looked at each of them, Shi Caiying and the other four to hold cloth towels and brushes, front, back, left and right, rubbed, rubbed, and rubbed, and were very busy.

Hu is Hu. Not only is he tall, strong, and bold. Yesterday, the four teams joined forces and were defeated by Cao Miao in one fell swoop, and they were already convinced. This morning, Cao Miao was passed down and confirmed Cao Miao's identity as a strong man. He admired Cao Miao so much that he regarded him as his master. At this moment, seeing Cao Miao taking off his clothes, he could not control his heart and took Cao Miao's oil.

"Master, you are so strong." Ruhua touched Cao Miao's back. "No wonder that the blow was so fierce that my maid's chest still hurts now."

"Not it. My chest hurts too. Master, you see, it's swollen." Xuanqi said, stretching out his hand to pull open the originally slim collar, revealing the round half-sphere. Cao Miao glanced subconsciously, and it seemed to be swollen, and it was very swollen.

"I want to tell you, the master's best waist is better." Zhishu reached out and slid his hand around Cao Miao's waist. "This waist is really powerful, if you move..."

"Bang!" Cao Miao slapped Zhishu on the arm and glared at him. "What are you touching? Touching the fire out, are you responsible?"

"We are responsible, we are responsible." The three of them said rushing, hoping to jump into the bucket immediately, bathe with Cao Miao, and laugh. While they were fighting, they flirted with water with each other. In a short while, the thin gauze dress on their bodies became wet and appeared in a delicate way.

Shi Caiying stood aside, her face flushed. "Master, they are all sixteen."

Cao Miao glanced at her sideways. "Where are you?"

Shi Caiying rolled her eyes, turned to Qingtao and said, "Sister, I still don't quite understand the change of palms just now. Please teach me again."

Qingtao was also uncomfortable to see, nodded, and walked aside with Shi Caiying. Only Hongxing pouted, hugged her chest, stood aside angrily, and stared at Xuanqi and the other two. However, these three Hu Ji were still a little afraid of Qingtao, but Hongxing was not afraid at all. She just thought she didn't exist, but smiled happily, and deliberately showed their mature and delicate bodies in front of Hongxing, which made Hongxing's eyes red.

The Huyou shouted outside the courtyard gate, and the imperial physician in the palace was here.

"Let him come in." Cao Miao shouted, winked.

Xuan Qi and the other two understood each other and put on a long cloth towel to block the gauze coat wet by water. The cloth towel was limited in length and could only cover the body parts. Most of the snow-white and slender arms and long legs were exposed outside.

After a while, the two of them came to the yard. One was a young man wearing a regular attendant uniform, with a medium figure, a straight facial features, a white skin, a cold expression, and no smile could be seen. The other was a middle-aged man carrying a medicine box, bowing slightly, following the young man, following him, and following him.

The young man was Xun Huo. Seeing Cao Miao bathing in the yard, three Hu Ji were waiting on the side, her face was flushed and half of her body was soaked. The ground was also wet, so it was not difficult to guess what had just happened. He couldn't help but frown and stopped from afar.

"What is the prince doing?" Xun Shi frowned, his face cold, and his face was full of disdain.

Cao Miao looked at him, scooped up a spoonful of water with a wooden spoon, and poured it on his head slowly. "I will go out later to wash away the vulgarity."

Xun Shi choked for a moment, and his half-closed eyes suddenly widened. He glared at Cao Miao, his cheeks twitched, and several thin cracks appeared on his face that were evenly applied to the powder. He reached out to stroke his chest, took a few deep breaths, and then he barely controlled his emotions.

"Your Majesty is concerned about the prince's condition and ordered me to bring the imperial physician to diagnose the prince. It would be disrespectful to do this. If you are impeached, it is afraid that it will be unfavorable to King Yongqiu."

Cao Miao lowered his eyebrows and didn't even look at Xun Huo. "When Wang Ji and others falsely accused my father, it was not because I was rude. Besides, Your Majesty's wiseness, how could he be angry because of my poor manners, a patient. If you care about me, there is no need. If you want to learn from Wang Ji, even if I dress neatly, I can't stop you from spitting out fragrance, right?"

"Spitting fragrant?" Xun Shi was a little confused, not knowing what this sentence meant. However, he quickly understood and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and looked at Cao Miao deeply.

Before coming, I only knew that Cao Miao did not say a word, and conquered Deng Yang and Xiahou Xuan with a gesture. I thought about it all night yesterday, what would he do if Cao Miao raised his finger at him. But I didn't expect that Cao Miao's words were so sharp that it was overwhelming and helpless for a moment.

Seeing Xun Huo speech frustrated, the accompanying imperial physician coughed. Xun Huo woke up and said, "Since you are sick, please ask the imperial physician to diagnose the prince." He gave in to the side, turned around and looked elsewhere, avoiding Cao Miao's aggressive gaze.

The imperial physician walked to Cao Miao a few steps, looked at the wet ground, and stopped. "Zhang Deng, the Imperial Medical Office, was ordered by His Majesty to diagnose the prince."

Cao Miao looked at Zhang Deng and calmed down his tone. "Doctor Zhang, please forgive me for taking the liberty. Can I ask who you are good at and what diseases do you have?"

Zhang Deng smiled with a reserved smile. "Deng is from Nanyang. He studied medicine with his clan's uncle Zhang Gong Zhongjing since childhood, and is mainly used to treat miscellaneous diseases of typhoid fever."

"The disciple of Nanyang Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing?" Cao Miao stood up in surprise and bowed politely. "I'm polite, rude."

Seeing that Cao Miao respectfully called Zhang Zhongjing the saint of medical treatment, Zhang Deng quickly returned the ceremony. "I dare not be a medical saint. The clan master studied medical skills all his life and was well-known in Nanyang. However, I was insignificant and only learned some basic knowledge."

Cao Miao leaned on the edge of the wooden barrel and looked at Zhang Deng with a smile. "Then can you cure your heart disease?"

"Is the prince suffering from a heart disease?" Zhang Deng was slightly stunned. Xun Huo, who was standing at the gate of the yard, also turned his head and looked at Cao Miao curiously. When he saw Cao Miao's disheveled hair and naked appearance, he couldn't help but curl his lips and move his eyes away. As his eyes passed by the beards, he couldn't help but stop on his long legs for a moment, and then felt guilty again.

Cao Miao sighed and said with a serious expression: "Yes. I am worried and often can't sleep all night. I look haggard and weak in body and energy."

Zhang Deng looked at Cao Miao's strong chest muscles, and heard a little deafening sound, and he couldn't turn around. Where are you weak in body and energy? You are so bad in your brain.

"What is the prince worried about?

"When you live in a high temple, you worry about the people; when you live in a far away world, you worry about your king. If you advance, you worry about your progress, and if you retreat, you worry about your retreat. What can you do?"

Zhang Deng was stunned. Xun Shi couldn't help it, and with a "pop", he sprayed Ahu on the opposite side with a saliva.

Ah Hu wiped his face depressedly and said with disgust: "Jun Xun is worthy of being a descendant of Liuxiang Lingjun, he is really fragrant."
Chapter completed!