Zheng Yuheng has always been obedient, rarely disobeying, at least in front of her.
　　The few times he disobeyed, it was basically the tender side of the little doctor Zheng. Although he was spoiled and difficult to deal with, making him cling helpless, it must be said that Dong Lingjiu still liked him to act like a spoiled child.
　　The next morning, Dong Lingjiu woke up early. As soon as she moved a little, Zheng Yuheng woke up.
　　He slept restlessly all night, thinking about Dong Lingjiu all the time in his mind. Because he was thinking about her, he woke up several times a night. Every time he saw her sleeping peacefully, breathing steadily, and her eyelashes like butterfly wings, he put his heart at ease again and held her arms around her.
　　She woke up several times during the night. It would be a lie to say that she slept soundly. But Zheng Yuheng was very glad to see that she was not woken up by the sound of fireworks and firecrackers very early. He almost thought that one of the gods and Buddhas in the sky really heard his prayers and let the queen have a good sleep and avoid worrying too much.
　　There is a saying in this world that the smarter people are, the more they see through the ways of the world, the more they worry and worry, so most of them will not live long. Every time Zheng Yuheng thought of this sentence, he would suddenly palpitate, suppress his thoughts and hidden pain about the future, and only cherish every moment in front of him and every thing he could do for Dong Lingjiu, and do his best.
　　Dong Lingjiu woke up, but did not get up. Instead, he stretched out his hand to hook his waist, put his fingers between his thin plain shirt, and asked him: "What time is it?"
　　"Three quarters of the morning." Zheng Yuheng counted louder, and according to his own feelings, he slightly estimated and reported to her an hour that was not much different.
　　Dong Lingjiu felt it was still early and she couldn't sleep, so she simply opened her eyes and looked at him. She happened to see Zheng Yuheng's fingers gently stroking the ends of her hair. Being covered by her gaze, the young doctor immediately restrained himself and took his hand back as if nothing had happened.
　　Dong Lingjiu did not pursue the matter, but asked, "Did the little girls outside make a fuss all night?"
　　"We took a break in the middle, but many people stayed up all night, and it was New Year's Day." Zheng Yuheng said, "There were always people awake outside the palace, ready for the Empress's orders."
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled and said, "You are here, why should I tell them to do anything?"
　　Zheng Yuheng was greatly pleased, and an invisible tail raised from behind him in satisfaction, but he said, "I have not served you for a long time, and there are things I cannot take care of."
　　The humility here is fake. The tone and attitude when he said this are as if it is written on his face, "That's right, who else can be so attentive except me?"
　　Dong Lingjiu did not point out his thoughts, and followed his words slowly and said, "There are indeed things I cannot take care of."
　　Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment and moved his face closer. The two looked into each other's eyes, and could hear each other's breathing. He asked in a low voice, "Where?"
　　"Just..."
　　Dong Lingjiu stretched out her tone a little, and her delicate fingers climbed up his neck, and her palms pressed against his skin with familiarity, sinking into Zheng Yuheng's loose hair, and her fingers hooked the dense black hair roots.
　　She didn't use much force, but this strong and irresistible desire for control spread from her fingertips, making it difficult to resist.
　　When Zheng Yuheng realized this, he had already realized that he couldn't resist any of her actions. His whole body tensed up, and was pressed down by this hand that actually didn't have much strength, offering a pair of soft and slightly cool lips.
　　His lip lines have always been beautiful and smooth, and the plump soft flesh is faintly pink. It is easy to be rubbed and bitten to become rosy. If you are too mean, it will even bring out a faint pain like rolling gravel.
　　Coincidentally, in this regard, the Queen Mother's heart is not so good.
　　Her canine teeth were a bit sharp, which reminded Zheng Yuheng of the tigers and leopards in the forest, the alpha wolf in the wolf pack, the beaks and claws of hawks, and all predators in the wild. Sometimes he vaguely felt that her weak body contained the nature of a predator, good at piercing the throat and taking control of the rest of life.
　　A layer of painful teeth marks was imprinted on Zheng Yuheng's lips. He was used to it. From time to time, he would feel the pain of its scars in the sweet indulgence. But he was different from other prey. He just appeared as a prey and accepted all her destruction, venting, and control.
　　He wove a more gentle and broad net, hoping to capture the clear light of the bright moon, catch the flying snow that benefits the world, and retain all of Dong Lingjiu's private emotions. Good or bad is not important. Every bit of her is as precious as a treasure.
　　Zheng Yuheng parted his lips with the marks of the wound and accepted her control and domestication. Dong Lingjiu slowly tightened her knuckles, pulling him, forcing him not to dodge or escape.
　　However, Zheng Yuheng himself had never thought of dodging or escaping. It was not until she bit the tip of her tongue that she took a quick breath and looked at her with dark and wet eyes.
　　His hair was completely messy, and the thin clothes on his body were not tied tightly, revealing his neck, collarbone, and a small part of his clean and firm chest. He was gentle as jade, with a trace of pitiful expression, and said in a low voice: "... bleeding."
　　"Really?" Dong Lingjiu held his face, "Let me see." Zheng Yuheng
　　hesitated for a moment, revealing the tip of his tongue that was bitten.
　　What he did was no different from seduction.
　　Dong Lingjiu clamped his chin with her fingers, glanced at the place where she bit out of control, and said: "I was wrong."
　　She said it with apology, but pulled his untidy collar to pull it over. Her tone was gentle and graceful, but her actions were straightforward and reckless.
　　But her gentleness was fake. A long time ago, Zheng Yuheng had already noticed that Dong Lingjiu was not gentle at all. Once she began to lose control, she would show bad taste and a trace of cruelty... Zheng Yuheng sometimes felt that she could suppress herself and maintain such a solemn and calm image for more than 20 years, which was a little incredible. Zheng Yuheng obeyed her in
　　everything she wanted to do. He was so well-behaved that people wanted to embarrass him, want to humiliate him, and want to knock a crack in his humble advance and retreat. He followed every instruction she gave.
　　Until Dong Lingjiu began to decorate him.
　　She probably didn't know how to tie a knot. Although Dong Lingjiu had a long career in the palace, she had too little free time and didn't know how to tie knots and weave, so she just tied a knot on him very simply. Because she was afraid that it would slip off and hurt him, she tied a slipknot that was neither loose nor tight, which everyone could do, and hung a small bell on it.
　　The bell was picked out from a rosewood jewelry box. It was originally intended to be a waist ornament or a decorative item, but it was put to use before anyone was sent to make it.
　　Zheng Yuheng's standards were broken again and again. Even though he had already sacrificed himself and his experience, he couldn't stand it for a while. He subconsciously grabbed her wrist, his eyes slightly red, and asked her hesitantly: "Your servant... can't go outside the palace to serve the medicine."
　　"Are you afraid that the female doctor in the medicine room will find out?" Dong Lingjiu asked knowingly. Zheng Yuheng
　　looked hesitant, and he held her in his arms, holding her wrist, rubbing the palm of the Queen Mother's hand, and said: "There will be sounds when walking, sitting or lying down."
　　"No." Dong Lingjiu said, "I didn't hear any sound when I tied it for you just now." Zheng Yuheng
　　stopped talking, he buried his head in the other's shoulder, took a breath gently, and said: "Kiss me again."
　　When he looked up, Dong Lingjiu kissed him on the cheek again tenderly.
　　Zheng Yuheng refused to give up and pointed at his lips.
　　Dong Lingjiu kindly kissed him gently on the lips.
　　Zheng Yuheng reluctantly accepted it, and after a while, he asked again: "Can I..."
　　"This is just the beginning." Dong Lingjiu said, "Aren't you going to serve in the Cining Palace for seven days before returning to the Ministry of Revenue?"
　　The bargaining failed, but Zheng Yuheng's ears became hot, and the heat suddenly rose up and could not be dispersed. He was both expectant and slightly afraid. He took her knuckles and rubbed them, kissed her twice, and whispered: "Then please love me more."
　　...
　　They stayed in bed for a while for two days. Because the palaces came to pay their respects on the first day of the new year, Dong Lingjiu could not stay by his side for too long.
　　He helped Dong Lingjiu wash and change clothes, tied her hair and painted her eyebrows, selected a solemn but not heavy headdress, and then put on jewelry and forbidden steps for the empress dowager one by one. He measured her waist with his hands and put layer after layer of black and gorgeous clothes on this warm and weak body.
　　After Dong Lingjiu left the bedroom, Zheng Yuheng sorted out the documents on her desk and dealt with the unfinished business of the Ministry of Revenue. Then, she sat on the couch for a while, looking under her clothes. Then, she couldn't help but cover her face and cursed herself in her heart: "You are obsessed with your mind and don't know how to refuse anything. You just obeyed Tan Niang's words. What kind of honest official do you have? Do you still have any shame?"
　　And so on. She cursed herself a lot. She even thought about how the censors would report and scold her in the future. It can be said that she had thought long and planned far.
　　When everything cooled down and gradually calmed down, Zheng Yuheng really couldn't stay in the bedroom for a whole day without even showing his face. He had no choice but to put on thicker winter clothes and put on a plush cloak with a guilty conscience before turning to the other side of the hall.
　　He walked to the medicine room. Because of the strong wind outside, he didn't hear any bells along the way. But Zheng Yuheng himself was afraid that the bad temper that the empress had used on him would be discovered, so he was very nervous and tense all the way, not daring to say a word.
　　When he arrived here, several female doctors who were familiar with him came up and greeted him. Zheng Yuheng returned the greetings one by one and sat down next to the medicine cabinet to check the prescription and pulse record. Outside,
　　the wind and snow were blowing, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers and fireworks, and the laughter and play of the palace maids in the corridor. Because the empresses from various palaces came to pay their respects, many people came in and out of the place.
　　He had just sat down for a while when Cui Ling, wearing a brand new green lotus-colored velvet cloak, came in from outside to urge for medicine. When she saw him face to face, she was a little surprised: "Oh, what a rare guest, I don't know why, our young Lord Zheng has come less often these days. I don't know if he has some important business or he is just serving the Empress over there and has forgotten his duty."
　　Zheng Yuheng thought to himself, I didn't serve well "over there" either. I was really uneasy and my heart was beating like a drum. I just wanted to beg her to spare his life quickly. But she really couldn't say this out loud, so she stood up and asked her how she was first, then she apologized gently, "
　　I'm sorry to have troubled Madam Cui." "It's nothing for me to worry about. It's my job." Cui Ling was not angry at all, she was just playful and liked to tease by nature. She went closer to look at the stove and saw that the medicine was boiling. She chatted with him while taking the medicine, "You are not diligent in remembering the pulse case, and the Queen doesn't ask other imperial doctors to take a look. You really spoil Lord Zheng."
　　Zheng Yuheng quietly took a step back, feeling nervous. There was the sound of wind outside the doors and windows, and the sound of boiling water and crackling fire inside. He could not really hear his unbearable movements, but he could not rest assured. He used a wisp of his mind to reply, "The queen's health... Although the matter of recuperation is a long-term plan, I think it is better. I don't know if it's because I feel a little relieved."
　　Cui Ling said, "With Lord Zheng here, how can I not feel relieved? Well, you always stay here, and your body is stained with the smell of medicine. How can you enter the palace to accompany the queen? Get out quickly."
　　Seeing that Zheng Yuheng had finished writing the pulse case, she pushed him away without hesitation, and said, "Yesterday, Aunt Ruixue distributed New Year's purses, and I asked for one for you. Aunt said that the queen would give one to little Doctor Zheng, and it would not be her turn. But having said that, Aunt Ruixue and Aunt Yuewan, you still have to go and ask for congratulations... Hey."
　　She paused suddenly.
　　Zheng Yuheng's heart tightened instantly. Looking at her expression, he wondered how likely it was that he would be able to escape now.
　　"I forgot. Now that the medicine is ready, you can deliver it. Whenever I serve the queen, I get anxious and nervous, and always say the wrong thing." Cui Ling turned around and put the prepared medicine cup on a plate and handed it to him. "Thank you, sir."
　　Zheng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No trouble."
　　The author has something to say:
　　Cat decoration plan 1: knot + small bell.
　　The queen mother's comment: It's quite cute.
　　Xiao Zheng: QAQ