Yan Xiaolun sent Feng Muxun to the Tai Hospital, and called the palace maid in the palace of Xian Guifei, and ordered the palace maid to send her back to the palace after the diagnosis and treatment. After dealing with these, he left immediately as if he had completed the task, Feng Muxun was still sick and lying on the couch, he didn't even leave a chance to say goodbye to the other party, and the time for a cup of tea arrived at Luohuaxuan.

"It's fine, I told them that Mu Xun stumbled and fell into the lake, she was very cooperative with me, and the doctors didn't suspect it. Yan Xiaolun walked in Chen Qinghuan's room as if he was his own home, he was patting off the falling snow on his body, no one asked him, and he didn't raise his head to report.

Chen Qinghuan looked at the window, it was snowing outside again, Xiao Mao poured him a cup of hot tea, the two of them hadn't greeted him yet, he walked to the bed after he finished his opening remarks, took a closer look at the sleeping snow fox, turned his head and asked, "How is it?"

was concerned about Xiao Jia, and suddenly saw the remaining ginger soup on the table, and immediately said: "Why don't you finish drinking, do you feel cold, do you want to call the imperial doctor to take a look?"

After asking three questions in a row, Chen Qinghuan forgot what she was going to say, and she didn't answer his broken thoughts, and said casually: "You're not angry with me?" Seeing her do such a thing with her own eyes, normal people should be disappointed and shocked, but Xiao Lun is like a nobody.

It is estimated that he himself didn't know what he should react to, but at that time, when he saw Qing Huan getting into trouble, his first reaction was to settle it for her. Later, he sent Feng Muxun to the Tai Hospital, and he listened to her miserable sobs all the way, he couldn't bear it, and planned to blame Qing Huan a little when he came back, but as soon as he walked into Luohuaxuan and saw familiar people, he instantly forgot about this stubble.

Obviously, he had never seen such a ridiculous thing, but when it was put on Qing Huan, it seemed reasonable and natural.

Chen Qinghuan's tone did not mean to blame or be angry, but Yan Xiaolun didn't feel a tight heart, he always felt that there was some trap waiting for him, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that Chen Qinghuan would still be angry and angry with himself, so he took the hot tea and drank it silently, and drank a pot of wine from a cup of tea.

Chen Qinghuan didn't notice his thoughts, thinking that he was cold, so she added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove, she squatted and watched the black charcoal being eroded by the heat, until the heat burned her face a little painful and she walked away.

"Miss Feng is fine. "A word of caring about people, she said coldly.

The atmosphere was softened by the rising temperature, "I was impulsive tonight, thank you for cleaning up the aftermath for me." In fact, even if Yan Xiaolun doesn't appear, she has a way to settle Feng Muxun, just like she said to Feng Muxun, as long as she moves out of the marriage between Ao Yu and Ningxia, Feng Muxun still dares to say anything.

Yan Xiaolun coughed, and finally put down the empty teacup, "Are you still angry with her?" he asked cautiously, observing the other party's face by the way, completely forgetting that he was going to educate her.

Chen Qinghuan was deflated when she knew that Xiao Jia was well, but when she thought of Feng Muxun, she still reacted for a while, she didn't want to mention this matter again, so she simply changed the topic, "Seeing you, I'm angry and discouraged, I've worked hard for you tonight, you have to hurry tomorrow morning, go back and rest early." ”

When it came to business, Yan Xiaolun nodded after humming, and Xiao Mao filled him with tea, "Is Your Royal Highness in such a hurry, tomorrow is the first day of the new year." ”

"I'm in a hurry, but the disaster relief is urgent, and the sooner I go, the fewer people will suffer. When it came to business, he was unequivocal, Xiao Mao was silent when he heard it, and seemed to want to say something but didn't say anything.

"Wanyun's situation must be very complicated, when the time comes, if there are any problems that cannot be solved, humbly ask the ministers for advice, if you are not in a hurry, write to me and ask me. ”

Yan Xiaolun smiled, "The problem that neither I nor the minister can solve, you are so confident that you can solve it yourself." ”

Chen Qinghuan, of course, is not confident.

"I don't want to think about who helped you tonight. She deliberately said this, Yan Xiaolun will definitely do her best to solve all the problems, and she will definitely be able to handle everything successfully.

Yan Xiaolun snorted twice, in fact, he was embarrassed to answer, Xiao Mao brought him an umbrella to block the snow, he took the umbrella and walked to the door.

Chen Qinghuan got up to say goodbye, "I wish you a smooth journey." ”

"Aren't you coming to see me off tomorrow morning?"

"It's too early to get up. ”

“...... Good. Yan Xiaolun pushed the door and walked out, "I'll try to come back as soon as possible." ”

Chen Qinghuan leaned against the door, his eyes followed his back, "Okay, wait for you to come back." ”

Stretching out the umbrella, Yan Xiaolun left only a back, the red door slowly closed, a ray of clear light was blocked out of the door, and the lively night was dull at the moment.

On the other side, Feng Muxun was tightly wrapped in the palace of Xian Guifei, and burned on the bed for three whole days, his face turned red and white, and he retched. The doctor said that the normal fever and wind chill could be cured within two days after using the medicine, and it was only because Miss Feng was frightened that her condition was so serious.

Under the care of Concubine Xian, on the fourth day, she finally got out of bed and walked around after her fever was gone.

The originally thin body was even weaker, Feng Muxun walked like stepping on cotton, but the drowsy feeling could not hinder the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart, anger swept over, and her cloudy eyes were churning with calculation and revenge.

She thought of the letter she put in the brocade box that day, it was a secret letter, which wrote Chen Qinghuan's true life experience, originally she planned to find a suitable time to send it to the emperor anonymously, but now she doesn't have to wait, for her, there is simply no more suitable time than now. She wants Chen Qinghuan to taste ten times more painful than herself, she wants her to die without a place to be buried, and Brother Lun is gone, she wants to see who else in the palace can protect her.

Thinking of Yan Xiaolun, his heart was sore again, but he didn't expect that Brother Lun would choose to turn a blind eye after seeing such a disillusioned scene with his own eyes? I don't know how many times he can accept such a ridiculous thing.

Because of illness and living in the palace for a few days, Feng Muxun avoided the opportunity to enter the palace before, she asked for a pen and paper, and directly rewrote an anonymous letter here, because she was not worried about others, so she dragged the sick body to the vicinity of the Heart Cultivation Hall in person. After waiting for a long time, the eunuch who sent the recital to the emperor appeared at the back door, she used her usual trick, rubbed her head and leaned against the wall, blocking the eunuch's way, and when the eunuch asked her, she deliberately fell again, and when the other party was bent on helping her and did not pay attention, she stuffed the folded letter paper into a pile of recitals.

After the deed was completed, she left quickly and secretly, thinking of what was about to happen after that, her heart was full of joy, and even her illness was much better, and her face was also complex.

Chen Qinghuan didn't know what she was about to face, Yan Xiaolun had been gone for two days, and the days seemed to be the same, but she inexplicably had no motivation to paint, and she couldn't draw anything when she picked up the pen, and she was a little depressed.

"The snow has stopped today, so let's walk better. She stared at the blank paper and muttered.

Xiao Mao saw her strangeness, and half-jokingly: "It's better for the saint to ask the emperor to let you leave the palace to relax, it's best to go to Wanyun to relax." ”

Chen Qinghuan didn't respond, she was lazily leaning on the beauty chair to read a book, although she didn't read a word.

Xiao Mao was bored with himself, so he picked up a piece of charcoal and threw it into the stove, I don't know what was stuck on the charcoal, as soon as it touched the fire, it made a bang, and the sudden movement startled the two.

"Ahh

"Maybe it's a matter of charcoal, it's fine, it just blew it up. Chen Qinghuan suddenly understood, and lay down leisurely again.

She couldn't understand this statement, Xiao Mao was speechless, she didn't dare to approach the stove for a long time, and hid far away.

Feeling the drop in temperature, Chen Qinghuan had no choice but to go down to add firewood by herself, she picked up a piece of charcoal, and found that there was some yellow powder stuck on it, and after it was burned, it would spark.

After staring at it for a long time, there was a fire in her eyes, and her legs were numb, and she didn't know it, and suddenly she clapped her palms and got up, and almost fell when she stood up, "Fireworks......"

"Holy Maiden be careful!" Xiao Mao almost flew over to support her, and as soon as she passed, she saw her excited, and she didn't know what to say, "Why is the Holy Maiden so excited, how can she get it if she falls on the stove." ”

Chen Qinghuan rubbed his legs and sat down, his eyes brighter than when the fire reflected inside, "I thought of something new to do." I want to get out of the palace, Xiao Mao, let's go live in the Shenmu Hall for a while. ”

"What do you say?"

"Don't say it, I'll go to the emperor first, the palace is so boring, I don't want to stay longer for a second. ”

Chen Qinghuan disappeared with the next sentence, and Xiao Mao was full of wonders, how could the saint say that the wind is rain, isn't she always guarding against the people of Yanguo, why is she not afraid this time.

The noon sun was better, and Concubine Xian was basking in the sun in her yard, and in her leisure, she saw the chief eunuch who had not come to the palace for a long time appeared at the door and walked in in a hurry.

"The slave has seen Xian Guifei Niangniang. The chief eunuch bowed.

"Father-in-law Shan, but the emperor is coming today?"

"Niangniang, it was the emperor who asked me to invite Miss Feng. ”

"Oh. There was doubt and a little loss in her tone, and Concubine Xian ordered the maid on the side, "You go and call Mu Xun out." ”

The maid was ordered to leave, and then she asked with a smile on her face, "Does my father-in-law know what happened to the emperor?"

The eunuch smiled and didn't say anything, only shook his head, Concubine Xian saw that he didn't say anything, knowing that it was something she couldn't ask about, so she didn't say more, but she didn't understand how Mu Xun had anything to do with the emperor.

Feng Muxun has been fidgeting since he came back from the Heart Cultivation Palace, and his heart was full of nervousness and expectation, so as soon as the maid entered the room, she saw her smiling for no reason, "Miss Feng, the father-in-law of the Heart Cultivation Palace is here, saying that the emperor invites you to come over." ”

"Your Majesty!" she paused for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise, the voice trembling and trembling, as if she was feeling something, "What is the emperor looking for me......

"How do you know that Father-in-law Shan is waiting for you, and Miss will know when she goes. The maid left after passing the word, thinking in her heart why this Miss Feng had never seen the world so much, and she was so out of shape when she heard the summons.

Feng Muxun didn't know what the maid was thinking, her mind was a mess at the moment, she hid her nervousness and went out, she could think of something related to her, only the anonymous letter about Chen Qinghuan's life experience, but how could the emperor know that she wrote it? What did she plan to do when she summoned her to the past?

She didn't dare to think about it, the closer she got to the Heart Cultivation Palace, the weaker her legs became, and when she was flustered, she had a trace of expectation, and she vaguely felt that the emperor might want to reward her.

The chief eunuch led Feng Muxun to the door and stopped moving, and when she entered the house, he closed the door and retreated.

When she entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, there was no palace person around, and there was a familiar figure kneeling in the center of the hall, and on the dragon chair was the emperor who was looking at the book expressionlessly.