He's A Substitute

Chapter 2

It is snowing in Beijing in December.

The dark clouds broke out, and the fine golden light came out, shining on the glazed tiles of Bauhinia City. Under the red wall, a little melted residual snow was covered with a thick layer.

It is now the time of Shen, and the palace gate is about to be keyed. On the road leading to Shenwumen, two figures came one after the other.

The man in front of him was slender and straight. He was wearing a lotus-blue cloak, and there was still snow on his shoulders. Inside is a navy blue imperial doctor"s uniform, and the half-old jacket has been washed with water to fade its color. When the wind blew, the empty clothes swayed around his waist.

Thin and poor.

It is hard to believe that such a jade-like gentleman has such unpleasant rumors behind his back.

"Doctor Shen, watch your steps." A voice sounded behind him, and the little eunuch leaned forward with the lantern in his hand.

The dim yellow light deliberately flashed across the man"s face.

The little eunuch forgot to blink, took a deep breath, and then muttered to himself. No wonder the Prince of Yongchang Hou Shizi asked the Imperial Physician Shen to come over every three or five times.

The Marquis of Yongchang"s mansion in Kyoto is a noble family and a family of hairpins. There were two imperial teachers in the mansion, and now the Marquis of Yongchang has followed His Majesty since he was a child, and he has made blood and sweat on horseback.

There is also the love of Qianlong, and no matter how many dignitaries in Kyoto, the Yongchang Houfu is also ranked.

And Jiang Yutang, the direct son of Yongchang Houfu, was established as the heir from the day he was born. He is upright and clean, gentle and elegant. With a prominent family background, promising future, he is a radiant figure.

There is no one in the entire Kyoto girl who does not want to marry into Yongchang Houfu.

But it was unfortunate that this prince was not close to a woman. After all these years, he didn"t even have a bed-warming maid by his side, so he seemed like an ascetic.

But a few days ago, the Imperial Physician Shen came to the palace. Lord Shizi often called people to pass by, and he had to stay overnight.

This comes and goes, and over time, there will naturally be rumors.

Now, the rumors are getting worse and worse, saying that this imperial doctor Shen wanted to climb to a high position with a face. Selling oneself for glory, obsessed with the prince all day long.

It"s really disgusting for a man to do such an ugly thing.

The rain was getting heavier, and the two had already reached the gate of the palace.

The little eunuch held a lamp in one hand and an umbrella in the other, and his face was full of anxiety.

Behind the red wall of Bauhinia City, the corner is pitch black. A carriage had been waiting there for a long time, but at this time it rushed towards them.

Ebony ebony carriage with a sky blue hood. Looking at it from the outside, the body was dark, and it was low-key to see where it came from.

But in the end, he came out of the palace, with sharp eyes. The little eunuch froze in place when he saw the carriage.

There are not many in Kyoto that can use ebony as a carriage.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately knelt on the ground, not forgetting to pull the hem of Imperial Physician Shen"s clothes in front of him: "It"s a noble person, kneel down quickly."

Imperial Physician Shen stood there, but did not move. He stared at the carriage in front of him, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

The sky blue curtain was lifted, and a hand emerged from inside. Knuckles are slender, with slightly prominent bony knots. It"s the kind of very good hand.

"Come up." A voice came from inside the carriage.

The voice is clear and smooth, like spring water hitting a stone. Just listening to the sound, I could imagine that there must be someone who is either rich or expensive.

The little eunuch was sweating coldly on his forehead and looked sideways.

Imperial Physician Shen stood beside him, staring straight ahead with cold eyes, but did not move. He was holding the oil-paper umbrella that he missed at some point, and the half-old jacket was half wet under the rain curtain.

The people inside seemed to have seen it, and their eyes were sharpened a lot.

"Again, come up."

The low tone was no different from just now, but it was a bit oppressive for no reason. The person beside him didn"t move, but the little eunuch trembled in fright and almost knocked his head on the ground again.

There was a slight noise from the carriage, and then the driver came down. The man was small, and looked very smart. Running all the way, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand landed firmly on the head of Imperial Physician Shen.

With his waist bent down, his attitude was very respectful: "Master has been waiting for you here all night. You should get on the carriage with the servant."

The blue curtains on the ebony carriage were lowered that day. From here to there, I could see nothing but darkness.

The little eunuch knelt on the spot and watched Imperial Doctor Shen get into the carriage. The sound of the chariots sounded, and the carriage merged into the rainy night again.

It was not until the shadow of the carriage completely disappeared that the little eunuch stood up with the help of his weak body. Then his body froze. The man who just got off the carriage looked like a servant of the Lord Yongchang Hou Shizi.

Turning his head, he suddenly looked in the direction of the carriage.

Then, there are people sitting in the carriage. Could it be Jiang Yutang, the son of Yongchang Hou Shizi?

It was raining heavily, and the carriage ran fast. The rain fell on the roof of the car, and there was a crackling sound.

There was a charcoal fire in the car, which was warm, and there was also a red sandalwood incense. Shen Qingyun sat in the carriage with his head lowered, his expression unclear.

There was still a person sitting on the side of the carriage, but since he entered the carriage, he drooped his eyebrows and didn"t look there.

The man leaned on the Begonia flower pillow in the carriage, dressed in a moon-white cloud pattern brocade robe, with a black jade hanging from his waist. Holding a cup of tea in his hand, his eyes fell on him naked.

Those eyes were inch by inch, and it was clear that there was no real object, but they saw that there was nowhere to hide.

"Take off."

Those eyes moved away from the top of his black head and landed on his lotus blue cloak. It was raining heavily, and half of his body was soaked.

The man sitting on the carriage lowered his brows and his eyes were cold, without any fluctuations. Hearing his words, it seemed that he was not surprised, and he raised his hand and pulled away the straps of his cloak.

Lotus blue cloak, half-worn jacket, and... navy blue imperial doctor uniform.

One by one, the clothes fell into the carriage, until the last snow-white tunic slipped off the thin body.

All you can see is white.

Like a dark night, a bright moonlight, dazzling white. The candlelight flickered in the carriage, and the shadow of the candlelight swayed on him. From the neck down, rounded shoulders, slender arms, straight below the collarbone, are rolling hills.

Only the top is wrapped with a tube top, only the shape can be seen, don"t block it.

This wonderful and rejuvenating imperial physician Shen is such a graceful gentleman. She is clearly a daring girl who disguises herself as a man.

On the snowy night, the inside of the carriage was silent except for the sound of fast horseshoes from outside. Shen Qingyun only had the snow-white chest wrapped all over his body.

When she put her hand on it, she stopped, she couldn"t hold back, she raised her head and glanced inside the carriage.

That face was as cold as jade, but it had a pair of affectionate eyes. The end of his eyes is lifted up, with affection, and the swaying candlelight shines in it, like a mist of water.

The water is glittering, gentle and affectionate.

Anyone who just looks at them like this will think that the owner of these eyes is very affectionate to them.

Jiang Yutang watched for a while, then suddenly smiled.

Wasn"t he deceived like this in the first place? Thinking how much she loves herself in her heart, she is infatuated.

But in the end, it was me, lost my heart, lost my soul, and waited and waited.

"Come here." He stretched out his hand, his eyes fell, covering his expression.

The charcoal fire was burning in the car, but it still made her feel cold. Putting her hands on her chest, her hands gradually tightened. She raised her head, and there was no emotion in her cold eyes: "Is the Shizi going to be on the carriage today?"

The pair of bones with clear hands retracted, leaning against the person and straightening up. That face was half in shadow, half in light.

The black boots straightened up, he stood up, and the wide carriage instantly seemed cramped.

He walked up to her and bowed his head. The tiger"s mouth held her chin and pushed the person against the carriage. The large body blocked the candlelight behind him.

Under the moon-white costume, her thin body was as white as snow.

"That"s a good suggestion." With his thin calloused fingertips, he rubbed her red earlobe, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, his thin lips facing her ear, and his tone was intimate: "But if you only wear that all over your body. I"ll be happier with a imperial doctor"s uniform."

"Shameless!" The man in his arms gritted his teeth and reached out to push him away.

Jiang Yutang didn"t move at all, and the next moment, his broad palm grabbed her wrist with a backhand, raised it above his head, and pressed it against the carriage.

"Isn"t this what you want?" He looked down, with mockery and hatred on his warm and elegant face: "The front foot said he wanted to marry you, and the back foot you disappeared without a trace."

"I don"t want to be the concubine, so I want to be this noble and holy imperial doctor." The navy blue imperial doctor"s uniform was draped over her snow-white body. The hot palm drilled in from the hem and grabbed the slender and soft waist.

The man in his arms let out a cry of pain.

Jiang Yutang clenched his palm tightly, but became more and more forceful: "You want to save the world and heal the dawn of the world."

"If that"s the case, then save me too." He buried his head in the snow-like neck and closed his eyes with trembling:

"Save me, Imperial Physician Shen."