The Master of the Kingdom

In fact, only a layer of skin was cut on Su Yi's forehead. Although the wound was a bit long, the doctor said after seeing it, as long as the medicine is applied well, even the scar will not be left. But when he just fell, his face was bleeding and he looked scary.

Su Yi felt nothing. When Pi was a child, who hadn't touched it before? It was just a hole in his forehead.

He was still quite immobile. Someone was too skinny, and he fell and was pulled to the hospital for stitches. Most boys are naughty when they are young.

But obviously everyone except him doesn't think so.

Let’s not talk about how scary his **** appearance is, just say that he hurt his face, which is very serious.

Even if it is not in this era of special attention to appearance, in the history of China, it is very serious for men to have scars on their faces. Basically, there are scars on the face, and it is no longer related to official career.

Su Yi is not counted as an official, but if there is a scar on his forehead, it is definitely a big deal.

A celestial master with a fairy wind and bones, there are scars on his face?

Su Yi touched the cloth wrapped around his forehead and said, "Isn't it said that there will be no scars? How can it be so serious."

Then a few pairs of red-blooded eyes stared at him, and Su Yi didn't dare to speak for a moment.

The emperor said to Mu Yan: "Kang Le will be taken care of by you. Show me a good look at him! Even if he walks well, he can fall!"

Mu Yan nodded with a black face: "Weichen must look at Master Su carefully."

Mu Yan squeezed these words from between his teeth, which made Su Yi tremble.

"That... it's okay." Su Yi said with a dry smile.

"The Daoist..." The prince looked at Mu Yan pitifully.

"Daoist..." Yi Ran also looked at Mu Yan pitifully.

Su Yi shook again: "I know, I know, and I will listen to the doctor's advice."

"Taking food." Mu Yan poked Su Yi's death hole all at once.

Su Yi suddenly wilted.

In order not to leave scars, no sauce, no spicy, no sexual food, such as fish, shrimp, mutton, various spices, etc... Su Yi burst into tears. In this era of food scarcity, none of these can be eaten, so what else can be eaten? ! Could it be that he can only eat white noodle buns with white porridge every day?

Can this life survive? !

"Eat more stewed chicken and duck these days." Mu Yan said, "Don't be picky eaters."

Su Yi's eyes were dead: "The stewed chicken and duck are too unpalatable, I can't stand it."

"After the scar is gone, you can eat whatever you want." Mu Yan snarled.

Su Yi squatted.

The prince and Yi Ran looked at each other. For the first time when they saw the big brother who was cheating for a bite, they felt that some...some...don't know how to say it. Anyway, I think such a big brother is also very good, and I want to see him a few more times.

But Su Yi soon remembered that there were two younger brothers here, as well as the emperor's father who often taught him. He hurriedly reduced his expression and said, "I know, I will be patient."

The emperor sighed, "Kang Le, honestly, does it have anything to do with this time?"

Su Yi said: "It's really okay, it just took a nap and slipped. Wasn't it raining a few days ago?"

The emperor said: "Where are the people you are waiting for?"

Su Yi said: "I'm not used to following people who are waiting for me at any time. I will be careful in the future, your majesty, rest assured."

The emperor blew his beard and stared: "How can you reassure me?! It's really not the cause of this incident?"

Su Yi smiled and said: "If there is a causal connection, wouldn't it be better? This small price will cost thousands of people full? God is kind."

The emperor was dumb.

Indeed, if this is the price, then the price is indeed very small.

The emperor sighed.

"Please tell your majesty that you have nothing to do with me." Su Yi smiled, "Healed in a few days without leaving scars."

The queen wanted to go out of the palace together after hearing that Su Yi had fallen, but she happened to be tripped by something and could not come out with the emperor and others, so she could only wait in the palace anxiously.

Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the queen hadn't come. If the queen is coming, looking at the sad eyes of the queen's mother, he must be guilty to death.

Although it is indeed okay.

After confirming that Su Yi was okay, the emperor and others couldn't stay here any longer, so they returned to the palace. Before returning to the palace, the emperor once again asked Mu Yan to take good care of Su Yi, "it's better not to leave".

After the emperor and others had left, Su Yi complained to Mu Yan: "A little thing, why should you be so nervous? I broke a hole soon."

Mu Yan said in a huff: "It's nothing right now, but this mouth is a little bit down, it's the eyes!"

Su Yi touched the sermon on his forehead again, and said, "It's a far cry. And when I fell, I didn't open my eyes. Even if it hurts, it just hurts my eyelids. It's just the force of a fall. It’s not sharp."

"Chengcheng, what you say is reasonable." Mu Yan knew that Su Yi really didn't take this seriously, and he didn't bother to talk to him again.

In fact, if this happened to him, even though he valued his face very much, but Mu Yan had been on the battlefield, he wouldn't pay attention to this little wound.

But Su Yi is different. When things happen to people who value them, they are always more worried than when they happen to themselves. Moreover, it happens to be this juncture.

Mu Yan and others have been worried about whether Su Yi will pay any price. After falling this time, they had a feeling of "sure enough."

In fact, Mu Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. If this is really the price, then you can be at ease.

Su Yi kept touching the cloth on his forehead: "It's really unaccustomed to tie it up, and the wound is itchy."

Mu Yan hurriedly pulled the hand of the hotel friend and said, "Don't touch it. If you touch the wound too much, it will leave scars."

Su Yi said: "Okay, okay."

He thought for a while, and said without giving up: "Really must be taboo? It broke a little, what to taboo."

Mu Yan smiled: "It must be."

Su Yi said a little bit: "It's a little scary for you to laugh like this. Okay, let's avoid it."

Mu Yan said helplessly: "Kang Le, you are really like a child at this time."

Su Yi shrugged and said, "Food is the heaven for the people."

This is not what the people use to feed themselves... Mu Yan sighed.

Forget it, children should be children, this feeling is not bad.

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Su Yi naturally stopped seeing guests because of the injury on his forehead.

Although he usually doesn't see guests very much.

I don't know if it was the broken mouth of the servant or the emperor deliberately after discussing with Mu Yan. Soon the blood on Su Yi's face spread all over the capital.

Su Yi was very upset. Falling on the ground is too embarrassing. This is very inconsistent with his image of being an expert.

"If your injury spreads out, it will only make your image of a superior person even taller." Mu Yan personally used a dagger inlaid with gold and Daiyu to cut the fruit for Su Yi.

After Su Yi taboo, there is always no appetite. When I first came to Beijing, Su Yi thought it would be nice to have a bite of fine food. Now he doesn't want to drink the stewed chicken and duck soup, which is very delicate.

The empress deliberately gave a variety of rare tribute fruits, and Mu Yan also ordered someone to find some novel fruits and vegetables to appetize Su Yi.

The doctor said that eating more fruits and vegetables is also good for wound healing.

Su Yi was helpless, so she broke the skin, which is so particular.

The fruit that Mu Yan is cutting for Su Yi is a very precious tribute fruit, named Zhu Yu.

The cinnamon bark is thin and sweet, but it is not easy to store and the yield is low, so it is more precious. It is only used as a tribute fruit for the royal family to incense and eat. The wealthy family can also occasionally taste it.

Su Yi seemed familiar. After eating a piece, didn't he think it was an apple?

However, it is said that because of the shortcomings of Huaguo apples, such as low yield, small size, and difficulty in storage, native apples have been eliminated and replaced by Western apples and hybrid apples.

So this is a native apple? The taste is really good, but compared with the careful cultivation and breeding of later generations, the apples that have been selected for generations do have a big difference in taste.

Crops are always constantly improved in the wisdom of the hard working people.

Maybe in the future he can exchange some fruits, not only to enrich the people's vegetable baskets and granaries, but also to enrich the fruit baskets.

However, exchanging fruits is not a top priority, and it has to be placed far behind. Su Yi felt that he was really a very planned person.

As for the spice spree and tea spree that he had exchanged before, well, he had already forgotten them.

Although these melons and fruits are very rare, it is naturally impossible for Suyi, who has been used to eating fresh fruits from all over the world throughout the year, to show how much enjoyment and how surprised it is.

Mu Yan couldn't help but said, "At the first glance, you are a person who is used to eating good things. With such a picky mouth, Zhu Yan can't stop your mouth and is still complaining."

Su Yi said, "I'm all taboo, and I complained a few words about what's wrong."

"Yes, yes, Master Su, please continue to complain." Mu Yan smiled helplessly, "but you complain, you can't steal food."

But he knew that Su Yi could always take things out magically from nowhere.

Fortunately, Su Yi will cover up one or two in front of others.

Su Yi rolled his eyes: "I know, I know, Heqing, you are more annoying than old mother."

"Well, I'm annoying." Mu Yan said, "Open your mouth."

Su Yi opened his mouth, and Mu Yan stuffed the peeled and seeded grapes into Su Yi's mouth.

Su Yi looked at Mu Yan's hands enviously. Mu Yan played with the dagger too sharply, and he could actually use the dagger to peel the grapes and pick the seeds.

"Before I was a general, I was a scout for a while." Mu Yan said.

Su Yi nodded blankly. Scout? Scout? seems very amazing.

Seeing Su Yi's appearance, Mu Yan smiled silently, not explaining how powerful the scout was... how dangerous.

He was waiting for Su Yi to stand beside him, feeling a little at a loss. Mu Yan had robbed him of all his work, so he could only stand here as a backdrop.

The servant reminded Mu Yan tactfully that he could come. In the end, Mu Yan sent him away directly.

When the servant left, the two housekeepers were talking in the yard.

Su Yi's butler saw someone come out and hurriedly said, "Master Tianshi, what orders do you have?"

The servant shook his head and said, "Master Mu refused to let others wait, and everyone came out, saying it was quiet."

The butler frowned first, then remembered the emperor's words, and sighed: "Then you can withdraw."

Mu Yan's housekeeper laughed and listened to the side without interrupting. After the person left, he and Su Yi's housekeeper continued to talk about the previous topic.