In the twelfth year of Youping's reign, a "little wolf cub" with a dirty face came to Jiushui Medical Clinic.
The doctors couldn't touch or touch him, let alone couldn't - the wolf cub was fake, but it was real that he could bite.
Until Shen Huiqiao gently held his scarred hand.
"If you hit others, it will hurt you too."
From then on, Shen Huiqiao could only take care of this unpredictable young highness. As for everything about Shen Huiqiao, His Highness wants to get close to him.
Keep the lanterns made by Shen Huiqiao; keep the herb bags made by Shen Huiqiao; keep the handkerchiefs Shen Huiqiao put on his wounds.
Shen Huiqiao smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, what else do you want?"
The usually silent young man raised his eyes, his eyes dark and sharp: "You."
Huiqiao laughed dumbly, thinking it was a young man's joke.
It was not until many years later that King Jingbei recaptured Beiyang Pass, swept south and north of the Yangtze River, regained the title of Da Qi, and ascended the throne on the white jade steps of Kowloon to become emperor.
The young emperor has a handsome appearance, a clear demeanor, and is diligent in government affairs.
It's just that there is only room for one person in Nuo Da's harem.
On the wedding day, in the shadow of red candles, he handed her the queen's seal, with a soft smile in his eyes like cold stars: "I'm afraid I have to trouble Doctor Shen to look after me for the rest of my life."
Concept: The best form of love is growing together