Distressed wife

Chapter 499 Make Early Plans for Your Marriage (3)
Jun Yuluo walked into the tomb of the fifth prince, and looked at the closed coffin. She stood in front of the coffin for a long time, her eyes were sore, and suddenly she didn't know what to say. Maybe, no one knew, her favorite was It's the fifth emperor brother, who has always regarded him as a real elder brother.

She suppressed her tears and said in a low voice, "How is Brother Fifth Emperor?"

Seeing that Jun Yuluo's voice was faintly crying, Mu Ziyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and just stood aside with Lady Lu.

Jun Yuluo sniffed, as if thinking of something, and continued in a low voice, "Brother Wuhuang, the year before last, I went to the border to see you, and you took me to a horse race and galloped on the grassland to your heart's content. Chang Kuai, I know that I am not suitable for the imperial palace, but there are too many things I can't let go of here, Brother Wu Huang, I'm sorry."

Jun Yuluo's eyes were red, she raised her hand to caress the coffin gently, and said in a low voice, "Brother Wuhuang, rest in peace."

After she finished speaking, she stepped out of the tomb without looking at Mu Ziyan.

Mu Ziyan looked at her stubborn back, turned her eyes to look at the coffin, and walked away with Lady Lu.

After leaving the imperial tomb, Jun Yuluo went directly to the front hall, ignoring Mu Ziyan.

Lady Lu looked at her like this, then turned to look at Mu Ziyan, "The sixth princess is too arrogant."

"What did she mean by what she said just now?" Mu Ziyan pondered carefully, why did he say it in front of her?
"Is there a problem?" Mrs. Lu looked at Mu Ziyan and asked in bewilderment.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Mu Ziyan said, turning her eyes to look at her.

"Okay, let's go back first." Mrs. Lu said lightly, "Your end is still messed up."

Mu Ziyan smiled slightly, "Let's go."

She turned her eyes to look at the imperial mausoleum, then at Jun Yuluo, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to the palace with Lady Lu.

Biyun hurried forward, "Miss, Mr. Chu is here."

"Here?" Mu Ziyan raised his eyes slightly, and walked into the bedroom, only to see him wearing a snow-white sable fur and a white jade mask, only his pale lips were exposed, and he was coughing softly with his eyes downcast.

Seeing him like this, Mu Ziyan stepped forward, only smelling the smell of medicinal herbs, she frowned uncontrollably, "He has a stubborn temper."

"Call Master Uncle." Chu Ye looked up at her and said.

"Uncle Master." Mu Ziyan didn't know why he had such a deep obsession with this title.

"En." Chu Ye nodded, leaning on the soft couch at the moment, Ming Jing was holding a cup of medicine and handing it to him.

Mu Ziyan stepped forward to take it from Mingjing's hand, felt the temperature with her hand, lowered her head and leaned forward to smell it, then raised her eyes to look at him, "How do you know this?"

"Didn't I make it through?" Chu Ye hooked his lips into a slight smile, and at this moment, the sunlight from outside just came in and sprinkled on his bloodless lips, making him look even paler.

Mu Ziyan frowned, "This thing is too hurtful."

"It's a life-saving medicine." Chu Ye raised his hand to take it from her, lowered his head and swallowed it slowly.

Mu Ziyan stood aside, with mixed feelings, she looked up at him, and waited until he drank the medicine without frowning, then took out a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to him.

Chu Ye naturally raised his hand to take it, wiped the medicinal juice from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at her, "Is the person you mentioned here?"

"It should be nearby." Mu Ziyan looked at him, "Uncle Master, please rest here, disciples come whenever they go."

"Okay." Chu Ye fell into a coma after she left, but suddenly woke up this morning strangely, and then hurried down the mountain.

Seeing him like this, Mingjing just lowered her eyes and remained silent.

When Mu Ziyan left the dormitory, she saw Mrs. Lu standing in the main hall. Seeing her coming out, Mrs. Lu stepped forward, "Why is the master of this genius doctor's school also a sick child?"

Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "Sister Lu is serious."

"I forgot, my sister is a calf protector." Madam Lu knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly said, "You go ahead, this place is up to me."

"En." Mu Ziyan nodded in response, turned around and left the palace.

When she arrived at Concubine Yun's palace, she entered the main hall and saw the old woman sitting cross-legged in meditation. She stepped forward very lightly. Looking at Mu Ziyan, "Come?"

"En." Mu Ziyan nodded in response, "Senior, where is your son?"

"Wait." After the old woman finished speaking, she turned around and went into the bedroom. After a while, she helped a man out. The man was covered with a veil, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but judging by his figure, he was not bad.

No wonder the old man would say that, just looking at him like this, one knows that he must be extraordinary.

Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "The seniors come with the juniors."

"Okay." The old woman said in a deep voice, and then said, "You go back first, I will go by myself."

"Senior is more thoughtful." Mu Ziyan responded with a smile, turned around and left the palace first.

When she went back, the old woman had already led the people down first, and entered the palace first, and when she reached the main hall, she looked at Mu Ziyan, "Where is the person?"

"It's inside." Mu Ziyan whispered, "Senior, wait a moment."

She stepped up and entered the bedroom, and saw Chu Ye half leaning on the soft couch, and Mu Ziyan coming in, he said in a low voice, "Tie this on his wrist."

"Yes." Mu Ziyan took a golden thread from his hand, knowing that he is not feeling well now, so he must not use his internal force to pass the golden thread through the dormitory and wrap it around the man's wrist.

Mu Ziyan took the gold thread out of the dormitory, and then wrapped it around the man's wrist. After a while, the gold thread shook a few times, and she raised her hand to take it off, and then entered the dormitory.

Chu Ye frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at Mu Ziyan, "The injury is too serious, and it's been a few years. If it's a few days later, there's nothing I can do to recover."

"Then there is salvation." Mu Ziyan looked at him and said.

"En." Chu Ye looked at Mu Ziyan, "Since you have obtained your master's true biography, you can also heal his injuries, so come here."

"Yes." Mu Ziyan stepped forward and moved closer.

"Come here a little more." Seeing her approaching face, Chu Ye softly flashed his eyes, and said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)