Jiang Yuyi hurried into the imperial library. Jiang Fan and Liu Bingcheng had been waiting here for a long time.

Jiang Fan was dressed in black tights and had a blood red wound on his arm. But he looked cold and calmly saluted Jiang Yuyi.

"It's all done?" Jiang Jianyi sat down a few days later and asked in a deep voice.

"Return to the emperor and live up to your mission." Liu Bingcheng replied with an arched hand.

Jiang Yi's eyes were calm. For the sake of insurance, he asked, "are they not suspicious?"

"When the little prince happened, Mengdu Kaben suspected the Rong clan. He believed the Rong clan killer on the way. This time, the Rong clan can be said to have lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot." Liu Bingcheng was quite pleased, but more was his admiration for Jiang Yuyi's plan.

The emperor is young, but he never hesitates. No wonder he can stand out from many princes and sit in today's position.

"It's just... I'm really ashamed that my subordinates accidentally hurt Jiang Tongling when they took people out to save me." Liu Bingcheng showed an sorry look to Jiang Fan.

"Not in the way." Jiang Fan replied indifferently.

A smile floated in Jiang Yuyi's dark eyes, "you two have worked hard, especially general Liu. You should be tired when you are dusty and on your way. Go back and have a rest first. I will reward you for this."

"I don't ask for a reward. I'm only willing to make contributions to the emperor and lose my heart!" Liu Bingcheng said firmly.

Jiang Yuyi smiled with satisfaction and asked Qin hai to send Liu Bingcheng out of the palace. Jiang Fan was left in the house, and the smell of blood was still spreading. Jiang Yuyi took out a small medicine box from the drawer at hand and asked Jiang Fan to sit down next to him.

"Let's deal with the wound first." Jiang Fuyi motioned Jiang Fan to roll up his sleeve, apply powder to the wound, and then wrap it with bandage.

"Thank you, Emperor." Jiang Fan stood up and nodded slightly.

"You have grown up with me since childhood and have been with me for so many years. You have done countless things for me. You can't give an edict or understand the reward. There's really not much I can do for you." Jiang Jianyi said while putting away the medicine box. Usually when there is no one else, Jiang Yuyi and Jiang Fan don't get along very much like ordinary masters and servants. They are more like friends of gentlemen.

For the emperor, it is often hard to find a friend who can know all his secrets all his life.

"I don't know when the emperor learned to prepare a medicine box. I remember, it seems to be the habit of the queen." Jiang Fan suddenly said this when he looked at the wound wrapped on his arm.

Jiang Yuyi was about to put the medicine box, and his body froze.

His face became colder. "When did you become so talkative?"

Jiang Fan lowered his eyes, "subordinates know their sins." although he is a friend, he is always different from Kings and ministers.

"If you have nothing to do, just step back first." Jiang Yuyi said with a black face.

Jiang Fan nods and exits the door.

At this time, Jiang Yuyi suddenly said, "if she didn't do it to Long'er, I wouldn't treat her like this. Now the situation is caused by herself, and I can't blame me."

Jiang fan doesn't know whether Jiang Yuyi is talking to others or to himself. He stopped, hesitated, turned and walked out.

It rained endlessly outside.

Yue Lingxin returned to the servant's room, wet all over. Before he could have a rest, qin'er rushed up, pointed to his nose and scolded: "where have you been? I don't know if everyone is busy in the afternoon? It's a time of shortage of hands. You're so good that you patted your ass and left. You haven't come back until now!"

Yue Lingxin lowered his head, "sorry..."

"Excuse me? Excuse me, is it over? I tell you, the buckets of clothes sent by Shangyi workshop haven't been washed yet. Go and wash all the clothes quickly. If you haven't finished washing, you don't have to eat dinner!" Qin Er forked his waist and ordered.

Yue Ling frowned slightly. It's raining heavily outside. There's no shelter in the yard. All her clothes are in the rain. How should she wash them?

"Do you hear me? Hurry up!" qin'er poked Yue Lingxin's head with her fingers and pushed her out.

Yue Lingxin staggered to his feet, looked up at the pouring rain under the eaves, and looked at several buckets of Palace People's clothes in the yard. Qin ER was still swearing behind him. If he wanted to retreat, he must not go back.

no way out! Why don't people bow their heads under the eaves? You can only harden your scalp.

Yue Lingxin went into the rain, dragged a stool to sit down and began to beat the clothes to be starched. The heavy rain splashed down and she could hardly see the things in front of her.

Qin'er came to the corridor, hummed proudly, turned his head to the end of the corridor and smiled pleasantly at the woman standing there.

How Xi responded with a smile. Then he looked at Yue Lingxin in the rain and said to another servant girl around him, "take care of the old immortal and let her stay in the imperial dining room for a long time."

"I see. How happy sister is. I promise she won't come back before dinner." the servant girl in pink smiled flatteringly.

How Xi smiled knowingly and walked away with an umbrella.

The thunder continued, and the lightning lit up the dark yard from time to time, but soon the light disappeared again.

Yue Lingxin's face was white and blue, and her lips were purple with cold. Her scattered hair was wet on her face, neck and back. The dark hair made her face pale.

When washing clothes, you have to beat them with wooden strips. There are a large number of them. It is a labor-intensive job. Yue Ling's heart gradually emits hot sweat. When it is poured by the heavy rain, it becomes cool in an instant.

She lowered her head, tears swirling in her eyes, but never a drop fell.

Dad said that people in the Yue family would rather bleed than cry!

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

Yue Ling's heart wiped the water on his face, and the foam was stained on his face. When I looked up, the person in front of me was actually blue water.

"What are you doing here? Why, I drove you out of the Qingqiu courtyard. Do you come to see how frustrated I am now?" Yue Lingxin lowered his head and continued to beat his clothes, but his injured hand could not hold the stick. She could only grasp it harder, and her fingers trembled slightly.

"Empress, the maidservant is not......" Bishui anxiously wants to take the stick from Yue Lingxin, but Yue Lingxin stares at her fiercely, and she timidly retracts her hand.

"I'm not a lady now, and I don't have any use value for you. You don't have to come to me so hypocritically. I'm not in the same situation as you, a top-grade servant girl in the utility room. Go, this is not the place you should come." Yue Ling said without raising his head.

"I just want to help you!" Bishui said urgently.

"No need." Yue Ling replied coldly.

"Empress..." with a cry, Bishui looked at Yue Lingxin with red eyes and knelt down, but the umbrella was still on Yue Lingxin's heart.

"Madam, I know I've done something wrong to you. I already know I'm wrong. Madam, you are the only one who is so kind to me and really treats me like a person. I really can't bear to see you reduced to this point."

"I have today. I made it all by myself. There's no need for others to worry. You'd better take care of yourself first and then take care of others' affairs. Do you think you can help me with your identity? Save it."

"Empress..." Bishui bit her lips and didn't speak again, but she still knelt beside Yue Lingxin with an umbrella to cover the rain for her.

Yue Lingxin didn't have the strength to talk to her again. He just felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his whole body couldn't make any strength. As a result, he fell into the washing basin and fainted.

The fever, which had not subsided, rose to an amazing temperature.

When mother Li came back from the imperial dining room, she saw the blue water guarding Yue Lingxin's bed. Yue Lingxin was as hot as a fireball, and the wound on his left hand was a mess. Mammy Li didn't know whether the deterioration of the wound would take her life more easily, or whether the high fever would burn her brain first.

"I'll go to the imperial doctor." mammy Li said to Bishui and ran quickly to the imperial pharmacy. At this time, she doesn't know who else to look for except Fang Taiyi.

But the people in the imperial pharmacy told her that doctor Fang was called to Jingyun palace.

Zhu Linglong has a headache again. Jiang Yuyi nervously calls all the imperial doctors over. Since the miscarriage, Zhu Linglong's body has been bad. The imperial pharmacy keeps dispensing and conditioning, but Zhu Linglong doesn't get much better.

Jiang Yuyi strained his face and looked at a group of imperial doctors kneeling at his feet. Each of them trembled with fear, but he couldn't let him relieve the sullen Qi in his chest.

"I really don't know what's the use of raising you waste! Get out, get out!"

As soon as the voice fell, mother Li burst in and shouted, "Mrs. Fang! Mrs. Fang!"

"It's you again?" Jiang Yi Teng stood up and looked at mammy Li impatiently.

How come every time he gets upset, the master and servant do something that makes him uneasy?

Jiang Yuyi immediately scolded, "what did a lower class servant do when he didn't stay in the servant's room and came to Jingyun palace?"

"Emperor! Empress, she is very ill. She needs a doctor, or she will really die!" mother Li knelt down and begged.

be critically ill?

Jiang Yuyi murmured and unconsciously took a step forward.

"Emperor..." Zhu Linglong murmured vaguely and grabbed Jiang Yuyi's hand.

Jiang Yuyi looked down at her and frowned slightly. Zhu Linglong closed her eyes as if struggling in a nightmare, which could not help but remind Jiang Yuyi of what Yue Lingxin had done to her. In order to wish Linglong, he must not be soft hearted to Yue Ling.

Absolutely not!

"A Cheap slave's life, what are you doing to me? What are you still doing here? Hurry to find a way to cure the imperial concubine's disease! If it goes on like this, I want all your heads!" Jiang Jianyi turned to scold the imperial doctors.

"Emperor..." mammy Li saw all the imperial doctors go away. Even the imperial doctor Fang just looked at her and left powerlessly. Mother Li thought that Yue Lingxin was still waiting for the doctor to help, and her heart was about to be torn.

Jiang Yuyi turned his head and didn't look at her. "Drag the bitch out. Next time if such people come in casually, you don't have to do it!"

The palace people were so frightened that they rushed up and drove mammy Li out of Jingyun palace.

Mother Li fell to the ground, cried in despair, climbed over and patted the closed door: "emperor! Emperor, you save my mother, Emperor!"

However, the only thing that answered her was the bleak wind and cold rain at this moment.

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