When Zheng Yuheng returned to the bedroom, there was a candle beside the bed.
　　He stood beside the stove, using the charcoal fire inside to dispel the coldness on his body, and then stepped forward and asked softly in front of the tent: "Aunt, is the queen asleep?"
　　Li Ruixue shook her head and said: "She just lay down, probably not asleep yet. Lord Zheng, please stay here with the queen tonight. If you are too busy, just call me. I will accompany Cui Ling to see the medicine stove."
　　Zheng Yuheng nodded.
　　He approached the bed, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the bed curtain, and saw her in the shaking gap.
　　Dong Lingjiu half leaned on the bed, with a layer of candlelight passing through the gauze curtain on her face, and the soft and blurred light was reflected on her face. This light wandered between her eyebrows, and the light was uncertain.
　　He sat down beside the couch, lowered his head and took off his boots, covered his legs with the hem of his official uniform, turned around and moved into the quilt, sat next to her legs in the quilt for a while, lowered his head in silence, and didn't know what he was thinking.
　　Dong Lingjiu knew he was sitting here, but she didn't move. She was obviously not asleep, and her sparse eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.
　　Zheng Yuheng thought for a long time before speaking: "I have prescribed you a new medicine for maintaining your heart meridian. The prescription has been shown to several experienced doctors in the Imperial Hospital. They said that there is no more warming prescription."
　　Dong Lingjiu said in a low voice: "Yes."
　　"The most urgent thing is to take care of your body." Zheng Yuheng said, "I added licorice to the prescription to moisten your lungs and relieve cough. If you drink it for two days according to the doctor's advice, your throat will no longer hurt."
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded.
　　Her reaction was too shallow and too flat. When Zheng Yuheng said this, he had already let out a breath of anger, which he had been holding since Dong Lingjiu fainted. It had been pressing on his heart and lungs, causing him extreme pain. He had no way to release his anger, and he didn't know the reason for his anger. But when he saw her calm and indifferent look, the pain became more and more intense.
　　Zheng Yuheng stared at her face, suddenly lifted the quilt, approached her, held her shoulders, hugged the Empress Dowager in his arms, lowered his head and said, "Mrs. Tan."
　　Dong Lingjiu suddenly opened her eyes.
　　The deceased Mr. Li Zhuo had called her by this name. At that time, she did not avoid others and asked the young doctor Zheng to serve her. But she never expected to hear these two words from his mouth... After Meng Zhen's death, there were only a handful of people around her who could be on equal terms with her or close enough to call her by her nickname.
　　Zheng Yuheng lowered his head, touched her forehead, and said, "I am overstepping my authority."
　　"You still know." Dong Lingjiu looked at him and said, "You are still messing with me at this time."
　　Zheng Yuheng hid the two words on the tip of his tongue, and after several considerations, he finally called out this word, and then took it into his throat and put it back into his throat.
　　He asked, "My queen, does what you said still count?"
　　"What did you say?"
　　"You can let me enter the government and serve as an official in the court."
　　The halo was too dim, and the candlelight made people's eyes hazy. When Dong Lingjiu heard this, her mind, which was originally thinking about business, seemed to be paused. She sat up a little and looked at the face in front of her.
　　Her eyes turned on Zheng Yuheng's face for a while, and her expression suddenly changed from melancholy to a strange relaxation. It was like a fragile and unreliable expectation was broken, because it was too weak, it was broken without even a sound.
　　Dong Lingjiu put his hand in front of him, turned the bracelet on his wrist, and said, "It counts."
　　Zheng Yuheng reached out to unbutton his collar and took off the medical officer's uniform, wearing only a thin undershirt. He folded down his collar, exposing his fair and slender neck, and then harmlessly put it in front of her. His Adam's apple rolled, and the young man's strong blood veins were lying under his skin, beating vividly.
　　He said, "Please punish me."
　　Dong Lingjiu's fingers were placed on the side of his neck, and in his calm expression, a trace of cracking finally gradually appeared. The mask she had worn on her face for a long time, as still as a mountain, was on the verge of shattering at this moment.
　　Those deeply suppressed anger, sorrow, and pain, all turned into thick and bitter wine in such a dark and ambiguous night. Flowing out of her eyes.
　　Zheng Yuheng felt that she was controlling her breathing.
　　But he was not afraid. If it were usual, he would definitely be afraid and wronged, and he didn't know what to say.
　　He said, "Please... hurt me."
　　He grabbed Dong Lingjiu's hand, "My queen, just think of it as..."
　　Dong Lingjiu thought he was going to say "parting gift" or "parting gift". She was always impatient to listen to such hypocritical pretense, so she pulled her hand back, turned around to hold him down, and lowered her head to bite his neck.
　　Zheng Yuheng took a light breath.
　　Her body was so light that she didn't have the strength to restrain an adult man. But Dong Lingjiu didn't need that kind of strength, so Zheng Yuheng surrendered without resistance.
　　His natural seduction sprouted again.
　　Although there was a layer of clothes between them, the sudden outbreak of negative emotions was mixed with a lot of heavy pressure. The Queen Mother hardly understood the pity of the past.
　　Zheng Yuheng realized how much she loved and cherished her gentle caresses and those rosy marks.
　　He was very sensitive to pain, but he could really endure it. It felt like a snake was wrapped around his ankle, cold and greasy, the snake's cold tongue hissed, and its fangs sank into his throat, sucking his life.
　　But he went against his instinct to survive, thinking that he should be her pious sacrifice.
　　When Dong Lingjiu came to his senses, he found blood oozing from the teeth marks, and the other's young and lively neck was also involuntarily pinched by her finger marks. The light was not bright enough, and the marks were horribly gorgeous.
　　She was silent for a moment, her finger paused on the edge of the wound, and whispered: "Why are you hooking me? Aren't you afraid that I will really strangle you to death?"
　　Zheng Yuheng actually said: "You are not even cruel."
　　Dong Lingjiu sat up straight, his eyes had returned to calm, and he looked at him with a strange expression, and saw that the young doctor Zheng was lying motionless, covering the wound on his neck and looking up, "Your Majesty, I want to receive two salaries."
　　Dong Lingjiu: "...Why?"
　　"Because even if I enter the court as an official, all important matters in the court must be reported to the Cining Palace in person, and we have to meet often. I might as well come to your Majesty once a day to report, and then stay to take your pulse and boil medicine. At night, I can also serve you medicine and sleep with you, and I can also relieve my pain by your pillow... I can't give up the salary of the Imperial Hospital."
　　He was talking nonsense and continued, "Anyway, I will not give up the job of serving the Cining Palace. I want to cling to the powerful, cling to the rich and powerful, and reach the sky in one step, and save twenty years of struggle..." When
　　Dong Lingjiu heard this, all his previous guesses were disrupted. She looked at Zheng Yuheng in confusion and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
　　Zheng Yuheng stood up and faced her face to face, "Really."
　　"Then I will double your salary, and I will give it to you personally. Go to the Ministry of Revenue to be a civil servant."
　　Zheng Yuheng couldn't hold it in any longer. His expression collapsed, and his eyes clearly said, "Why don't you double my salary to keep me, but drive me away?"
　　Doctor Zheng's world collapsed. He subconsciously hugged the Empress Dowager and blurted out, "No."
　　Dong Lingjiu said expressionlessly, "Let go, get out of here."
　　Zheng Yuheng held her tightly, "I won't."
　　"I'll send someone to drag you away."
　　"Then let me die!" Zheng Yuheng clung to her, "No, no, no..."
　　"You've entered the court as an official, so you'll be a government official from now on." Dong Lingjiu deliberately sneered and threatened, "No matter what the reason is for you to go crazy, don't set foot in the Cining Palace in the future. A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold..."
　　"I am not a gentleman." He said quickly, and hurried to tell the truth, "Wouldn't it be better for the queen to have one more useful person in the court?"
　　Zheng Yuheng surrounded her and buried his head in her shoulders: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was - you always suppress the things that hurt your mind and never vent them, that's not a way to keep healthy. But I let the queen hit me twice for no reason, that's also... doesn't that make my brain look even more sick?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said faintly: "Then you are very smart now?"
　　Zheng Yuheng said: "I can't bear to leave you. I knew what I said before was a lie as soon as I said it. Otherwise, the queen has been controlling and adjusting herself, and sooner or later she will become very insensitive to the matter of sadness. Then she will not be like a living person, but a golden statue of Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple."
　　Dong Lingjiu said: "Isn't it better not to be sad?"
　　"Depression leads to illness." Zheng Yuheng said, "Most of women's illnesses are caused by anger and sadness, but they don't show up on the surface. When they do, they are very severe, like a mountain collapsing or a wind blowing. Even if you want to save the relationship, there is no way."
　　Dong Lingjiu was stunned and murmured, "You really have good intentions..."
　　Zheng Yuheng saw that she was finally not angry, and almost cried with joy. He still refused to let go and asked in fear, "You don't mind it anymore, right?"
　　Dong Lingjiu still pondered and said nothing. Zheng Yuheng became
　　more and more scared as he looked at her. He couldn't help but rub against her, lightly and carefully touching the corner of her lips, his dark eyebrows locked, but his eyes were even brighter than the candlelight outside the tent, like a pair of bright stars.
　　Dong Lingjiu tore him off from her, and then said, "Do you really want to enter the court?"
　　Zheng Yuheng thought about it and nodded. Then he reacted: "But I still want to see you, every day!"
　　"Ridiculous." Dong Lingjiu scolded him, "How can it be so good? Others have to sit in the position of prime minister to come in for an audience at any time. At your age and without any qualifications, what right do you have to see me every day?" The
　　young imperial physician Zheng muttered, "...because I accompany the empress to sleep."
　　"Zheng Yuheng!"
　　He immediately coughed a few times, pretending to be very obedient and harmless, and said, "I also serve as a medical officer."
　　Dong Lingjiu said, "There is no precedent."
　　"As long as you start," he said, "I will be the precedent."
　　She thought for a while, and asked, "Why do you suddenly think so? Didn't you refuse to leave before?"
　　This is not something that can be said. If his academic reputation is really maintained and Zheng Yuheng is allowed to enter the six departments as a clerk, even if he is promoted out of turn and becomes a person who can speak, he will have to learn more, not less. If he also takes on the duties of an imperial physician, the responsibilities, weight, and pressure he has to bear will definitely be different from the past.
　　Zheng Yuheng looked at her face, as if he didn't know where to start. He pondered for a while and just asked, "My queen, can healing the country heal your heart?"
　　Dong Lingjiu was stunned.
　　"I am a lowly person with little influence and incapable of doing things." Zheng Yuheng said, "But if there is a little bit of residual heat that can be used and can be of some use to the country, then... it's not good to waste it, right?"
　　Dong Lingjiu asked him back, "Do you know what situation you are in? Maintaining our relationship will have a great impact on your career." "I don't care." He said, "No matter what path it is 　　, if it's for you, I can go to the end, to the end of the 

road 

　　... 

　　Just when she was a little confused, this "trap" took her hand again, showed her the wound bitten by Dong Lingjiu, and whispered shamelessly: "It hurts, can you kiss me." The 

　　"vigilance" in Dong Lingjiu's mind was interrupted at once, and his eyes paused on the beautiful face of Doctor Zheng, and analyzed: "It looks like only the appearance but no heart, there should be no trap." 

　　Zheng Yuheng: "...What trap?" 

　　"Nothing." Dong Lingjiu gently uncovered it, "Praise your innocent heart." 

　　The author has something to say: 

　　Low EQ: Not having any heart. 

　　High EQ: Innocent heart. 

　　There are only one stone of heart in the world, and the queen and Xiao Zheng account for eight buckets together, but Xiao Zheng gives eight buckets when he has a love brain attack. 

　　Xiao Zheng: I thought she would give me more money to stay, but I didn't expect that she wanted me to work overtime QAQ Woohoo