Only you: King's crazy concubine

Xuanyuanyi was very thoughtful, swaying the folding fan and said, "Aunt Huang, don't blame yourself. The emperor is poisoned. The murderer is the queen. I just heard that people have become a scapegoat for the first time.

Gu Qingyan thought about another plan and frowned, "I've been back to Liuguang Pavilion for so many days. I don't know what happened to zhu'er and them."

Hearing Gu Qingyan mention bamboo son, Xuanyuan Yi seems to have a thread running through his mind. With a flash of inspiration, he excitedly folded his fan and slapped his palm, "I said how familiar I look. It turned out to be your servant girl."

"Hmm?" Gu Qingyan wondered.

"When I came to the disabled Prince's residence the day before yesterday, I saw a subordinate who said she was the son of Junqing outside the door, but she had gone far. I looked at her back and looked familiar, but I couldn't remember."

Baifeng suddenly realized, "yes, the bodyguard reported that his subordinates who claimed to be childe Junqing had something important to find childe Junqing. At that time, you were unconscious, not to mention whether she was true or false, so I didn't let her in."

Gu Qingyan stood up. "I'll go back to Liuguang Pavilion first, and then to jingzhaoyin mansion." then he glanced at the room, "if he wakes up, tell him the truth."

Xuanyuan Yi and Baifeng nodded and watched Gu Qingyan leave.

Suddenly, a word came from the air. The voice was cold, and Xuanyuan Yibai Feng was stunned. "I'll take care of the ink poisoning."

In the backyard of Liuguang Pavilion, zhu'er was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard. A gust of wind blew away the original group of fallen leaves. Zhu'er threw the broom angrily, pointed to the sky and shouted, "God, do you have trouble with me? I swept all morning. When I didn't just sweep into a group, I was blown away by your gust of wind. I'm so angry."

"I haven't seen you for many days. Zhu Er has become a lot grumpy. Well, no wonder there are more acne on his face."

Zhu'er turned her head happily and saw Gu Qingyan dressed in white and smiling. At this time, she was despised by her. The breeze in the morning rolled up Gu Qingyan's clothes and her green hair belt. Everything seemed to be a dream.

Zhu Er's eyes were wet and she stood where she was and didn't dare to come forward, "miss." she always felt that something big had happened these days. She often had nightmares at night and couldn't sleep well. Now the Miss finally came back, but she was a little afraid. She was afraid of a dream. Finally, she was disappointed.

Gu Qingyan came up to zhu'er, gently pinched her cheek and joked, "why don't you know me so soon?"

Hearing the speech, zhu'er cried on her, as if to vent the fear and grievances accumulated in the heart of heaven, "Miss, you're finally back. I've always dreamed of you, covered with blood, lying on the ground dying. I'm so afraid, so afraid you'll leave me alone."

Gu Qingyan raised his hand and patted her on the back in a soft tone. "How can it be? Dreams are the opposite. Isn't this good?"

Ling Le suddenly heard zhu'er's cry in the front yard. She thought something had happened. She quickly left what she was doing and ran anxiously to the backyard, "zhu'er."

After entering the backyard, I saw the figure of my master, standing in place, "master?"

"Well, don't cry," Gu Qingyan patted her on the back and comforted, "the makeup is crying. It's so ugly."

Zhu'er was moved when he heard the front sentence. When he heard the back sentence, he collapsed instantly. There were still wet tears on his face. He looked at Gu Qingyan unhappily, "miss."

"Well, go and wash your face," Gu Qingyan smoothed his hair, looking for another person to start, "Ling Le, are you stupid to settle accounts, and what are you doing there?"

Zhu'er was walking up the steps. Hearing this, he stumbled and almost fell down. He was secretly sick. Miss, you are one or two years younger than Ling le. Where did you learn your old lady's tone.

Ling Le: "

"Bamboo son, so grown-up, pay attention to the shape rather than color. Don't be too excited." Gu Qingyan frowned.

Zhu'er in the interior of the room smiled, "..." I suddenly don't want you to come back now.

Gu Qingyan glanced at Ling le and said with a smile, "are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Ling Le smiled back. There's really no need to identify. This is my master.

Gu Qingyan glanced at Zhu Er's closed door, winked at Ling Le, and then went to the study.

Ling Le understood and whispered her heels behind her.

"I'll go to Jingzhao Yin's mansion and wait for you to talk to zhu'er, or she will think nonsense again." Gu Qingyan opened the medicine box and picked out several bottles of medicine.

Ling Le nodded, "yes," thought and asked, "is the master going to give medicine?"

"Well, I heard that people were my old friends at the beginning, and they were kind to me in the past." Gu Qingyan was brief and comprehensive, and didn't say anything about poison. This matter involves too much. The less you know, the better.

In jingzhaoyin mansion, the old housekeeper stood by the bed, watched the doctor feel his pulse, silently turned his head and wiped his tears.

In the morning, when the prison yamen brought the adult back, the adult was black and blue and covered with blood. At first glance, he knew that he had been punished in prison. The poor adult was Jing Zhaoyin of Dali temple. Those yamen were really white eyed wolves and dared to lay hands on the adult.

A moment later, the doctor picked up the medicine box and said, "I smell that adults are in good condition now, but they will have a fever in the evening. If it's after tonight, it'll be all right. I'll prescribe the medicine later. Who will go to get the medicine with me?"

The old housekeeper bent over. "Thank you, doctor. You son, you follow the doctor."

Gu Qingyan took the scene into his eyes on the roof, frowned, turned and disappeared.

Yazi just came back from Dali temple to jingzhaoyin mansion. He hurried to his adult's yard and passed a shady path. Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of him, which startled him.

Gu Qingyan turned around. Before he spoke, Yazi saw the mask on her face and said in surprise, "young master Junqing."

Gu Qingyan's voice was cold and partial to a male voice, "take me to your master."

Yazi nodded again and again, "young master Junqing, please come here." the adult said that young master Junqing was their guest of honor, not to mention that young master Junqing had saved them before.

However, after a while, they came to the courtyard where Wen Renchu came. The old housekeeper saw Yazi coming back and looked happy. When he saw Gu Qingyan behind him, he frowned and said, "Yazi, how can anyone bring in?"

"He is the son of Junqing and a good friend of adults," Yazi explained.

The old housekeeper frowned and didn't speak. It seemed that he didn't want Gu to go in.

Gu Qingyan was helpless, but he didn't mean to be unhappy. After all, his loyalty to the LORD was not wrong, "I can save Wenchu."

Yazi: "uncle, the famous shops of Childe Junqing are all over the world. They are famous and won't harm adults."

After much thought, the old housekeeper said, "please, childe Junqing."

Gu Qingyan nodded his thanks slightly. When he entered the house, he saw that the bed was covered with a quilt, and his lips were pale and dry.

Gu Qingyan frowned. How could it be so serious? Xuanyuanfeng didn't know how much threat people had to his struggle to win the first line?