Zhao Zhiyin didn't come back for a day, and he couldn't find Song Zhen and Du Teng after listening to Qi and going to Tai Hospital several times.

At the end of the day, there was no news.

Lu Ji always felt that something was going to happen.

Chu Xiu Palace became extremely silent, and even the little county lord kept raising a finger to silence his back.

Everyone knew that Lu Zhaoyi was waiting for a hundred thousand urgent news.

The cup in Lu Ji's hand just fell, and with a "bang", it was like throwing a musket in a quiet room, and the boredom in his heart ignited a little.

Lu Ji felt like he was refreshed, and then he realized that he had let go before the cup was handed to the table, so he staggered and reached out and leaned down.

"Oh, little master!" Ling Ge hurriedly came over to help her up, "Little master hurt his hand carefully!"

It's a pity that it was too late, and a sharp piece of broken porcelain had already pierced into Lu Ji's palm, and the red blood bloomed like a red plum in the palm of his hand.

"Little master!" Ling Ge glared and grabbed her wrist, frightened, "Come on!

"I'm fine. Lu Ji looked at the plum blossom in his palm and said calmly.

Hearing this, the servant Yinyi came, and hurriedly wiped Lu Ji's palm with a silk.

But the moment he touched her palm, Lu Ji suddenly clenched his fists, and his body fell softly into Ling Ge's arms.

"Little master!" these people panicked.

"What's going on!" Ling Ge cried out in a hurry.

"Quick, Lingge, go to the Tai Hospital to find the doctor!" Yinyi pushed Lingge, pulled her away from Lu Ji, and supported Lu Ji's body by herself.

Ling Ge wiped his tears with his sleeve and hurriedly answered "yes".

"What can I do about this? This slag is still in my hand!" the waiter shook Lu Ji's clenched hand hard, but he couldn't break it.

Lu Ji's forehead was soaked in a thin layer of sweat, his brows were furrowed, and his face was pale and weak.

Blood flowed down the cracks in the fist.

The waiter was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Hearing Qi asked, pulling the little county lord in, and was taken aback at what he saw.

"Sister!" the little county lord climbed onto the couch and cried, "What's wrong with my sister......

"I—I'll go find the Imperial Doctor!" Listening to the chess leg turned around as if it were tied in a knot.

"Lingge has already gone! you go to the emperor!" "The waiter remembered that the last time Lu Ji's mouth couldn't open, it was also Zhao Zhiyin who helped solve it.

Yinyi hugged Lu Ji and cried silently.

"Why is this all of a sudden......" Yinyi cried, "wasn't it okay just now!"

The little lord howled and cried. Mingyu Xiaotong and several palace maids of all sizes rushed in when they heard the voice, and they were so frightened that they hurried to prepare towels, cloths and hot water.

The waiter wept silently, sitting on his feet and waiting in silence.

Outside the door, it was already sunset, and a few red clouds hung on the palace wall, like a ball of fire.

Listening to the chess came back, running out of breath, "Eight treasures...... Babao said that the emperor was discussing with the cabinet in Wenyuan Pavilion, and I, I couldn't find the emperor. ”

Seeing that Lu Ji was still unconscious, Tingqi sat at the door and cried.

"Listen to the chess......" The little county lord jumped down and staggered towards the listening chess and hugged her, "Sister won't die, right......"

"Bah, baba!" Tingqi slapped her ass fiercely, "Tell you to talk nonsense!

The room was like a pot of boiling water, and the howl was incessant.

The waiter had already stuffed the silk silk into the crack of his fist, and the cyan silk was dyed vermilion.

Death is not going to die, but how heartbroken she is, looking at Lu Ji's frowning brow when she fainted, she knew how much pain she had.

But despite the pain, she refused to let go.

The waiter was so sad that he couldn't stop crying.

"The Imperial Doctor is here! the Imperial Doctor is here!" Ling Ge finally rushed back with the Imperial Doctor.

"Imperial Physician Chen!" the waiter hurriedly made way for him, "Imperial Physician Chen, come and take a look!"

Imperial Physician Chen shook his head, "I also asked a few girls to move Little Master Lu to the bed." ”

The waiter Yinyi realized that they had forgotten to put Lu Ji on the bed, and the palace maids hurriedly came up to help.

"Come on. Zhao Zhiyin's voice came from outside the door like the wind, firm and powerful.

He stepped forward quickly, with the help of Yin Yi, he held his neck with one hand, stretched out his knee with the other, and walked over the fragments of the teacup on the ground that no one had cleaned up for a long time, and hugged Lu Ji inward.

Zhao Zhiyin walked with wind under his feet, but he was quite steady, and everyone hurriedly followed.

Zhao Zhiyin gently put Lu Ji on the bed, and his movements were as gentle as caring for a flower that had not bloomed for a long time.

Imperial Physician Chen immediately stepped forward to catch the pulse.

"What's going on?" he frowned, looking at the blood-stained silk silk in her hand.

The little master pinched the fragments of the teacup and refused to let go. Ling Ge said with red eyes and choked up, "It's because I don't think well of the little master." ”

Zhao Zhiyin looked at Imperial Doctor Chen: "How is she?"

"Lu Xiaozhu suffered from the summer heat, and he was in a hurry, and he was suddenly stimulated and attacked his heart, and then he fainted. Doctor Chen diagnosed, "I'll prescribe a few prescriptions, and ask the girls to decoct the medicine immediately." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. The palace ladies were busy responding.

"Crybaby, slug, come out with me!" Tingqi took the little county lord who was still smoking and squishing.

Zhao Zhiyin sat down on the edge of Lu Ji's bed and brushed a few strands of sweat-soaked hair on her forehead.

The eyebrows are frowned, the nose is as straight as a mountain, and the lip line is tight. This look is really stubborn.

Obviously he was in a hurry, but he decided not to say it.

It was painful to death, but he refused to let go.

An inexplicable throbbing welled up in Zhao Zhiyin's heart.

He wrapped the hand that clutched the splinter in the palm of his hand.

Her hands were slender and small, just enough to be wrapped tightly in his large palms.

He looked at her face and had an extremely strange thought.

If only he could protect her, wrap it tightly like this, and keep all the damage out.

Why is she so stubborn? He is willing to protect her.

Why are you so strong?

He stroked her forehead.

As if sensing his thoughts, Lu Ji's eyebrows suddenly relaxed.

Zhao Zhiyin felt the small stubborn palm in his hand soften.

He spread her palm out with his backhand and removed the fine silk.

There was an inch-long blood mark in the palm of his hand, which had coagulated into a blood scab. Broken pieces of porcelain dug deep into her flesh.

"Little Master......" The waiter looked at Zhao Zhiyin in surprise and gratitude.

She guessed right, he can untie the knot of the little master. It seems to be a tacit understanding.

The waiter couldn't hold back his tears.

The wish of the little lord can be fulfilled at hand.

Zhao Zhiyin didn't notice the ups and downs in Shishu's heart at all, he was concentrating, trying to pull the source of Lu Ji's pain out of her palm as quickly as possible.

Lu Ji let out a short moan, and Zhao Zhiyin wrapped the blood-stained broken porcelain piece in the cyan silk and stroked her frowning brow.

"Bring the medicine. He commanded without raising his head.

Ling Ge staggered and brought hot water and medicine.

"Your Majesty, the cabinet ministers are all kneeling down in the Wenyuan Pavilion to ask for orders. Fuqing came in a little panicked.

"What is the purpose!" Zhao Zhiyin said coldly, "I won't believe the words of these people!"

Fuqing bowed down and said with a bitter face: "Prince Mu is also here, for the sake of the concubine to delay the government, I'm afraid I will have to ...... again."

"If he wants to say, he will say it!" Zhao Zhiyin seemed to be angry, and his usually tepid voice sounded three points higher at this moment.

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(A girl who loves to tie a dead knot for herself.)

A lot of girls love to tie a dead knot for themselves)

Woo, a digression that suddenly came to my heart~Thank you, everyone (^_^) who voted and collected~