Li Mu'er was stunned, as if she didn't expect the Empress Dowager's sudden change of attitude. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Empress Dowager straightened her waist and said again: "The past is over, female bachelors should abide by their duties, and don't provoke the right and wrong that should not be provoked." Jin Lian, let's go. ”

Zheng Jinlian woke up like a dream, nodded, turned around and picked up the book on the ground, and helped the Queen Mother out of the door.

Li Mu'er clearly saw that the moment she bent over, she looked at herself with a complicated expression.

Outside the pavilion, the Empress Dowager and Zheng Jinlian walked slowly, and suddenly sighed: "Hey, Jinlian, you are young, and your hearts are still too soft." The mourners could have helped you with a proper solution," she paused, "and now you see, trouble has come to the door again, right?" ”

Zheng Jinlian made a gesture, and her eyes were unconcealably lonely, "The Empress Dowager taught me a lesson." ”

"Don't be too sad, no matter how much the emperor likes her, didn't he still give her the title she deserved?"

Zheng Jinlian smiled bitterly when she heard this, "The Empress Dowager, when I didn't see her, the slave maid always fantasized that maybe the emperor was just used to having a person with poetry and books around to serve her." But seeing her reappear in front of her today, the slave finally realized that the emperor's heart probably can't tolerate anyone else......"

The Empress Dowager took her hand distressedly, "Girl, why don't you want to think about it, the emperor is willing to break his promise to the queen for her, and that is also a good thing for you." In the past, although the mourning family often admonished the emperor, they never persecuted him, after all, he was my favorite grandson. Now, since he can pretend to be someone else in his heart, and the queen has a prince again, then the agreement between the queen and you should also be fulfilled. ”

Zheng Jinlian raised her big teary eyes, looked at the Empress Dowager intently, and for a while, as if she had made great determination, she pursed her lips and said, "Yes." ”

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On the other side, Li Mu'er was in a trance, and after kneeling for a while, she silently got up and returned to Yongsu Palace.

As soon as she entered, she saw many familiar faces, looking at her with a grin.

Including Zhu Youji, who had just returned from Kunning Palace.

Li Mu'er was a little puzzled, but she thought about more important things, and pulled Zhu Youji over and wanted to ask.

But before he could speak, he held his shoulders and smiled: "Yingzhong, your hands will be fine soon." ”

Li Mu'er frowned and turned her head to look at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun smiled knowingly, "Bachelor girl, have you felt that your arms have been able to move recently, but you can't use your strength?" ”

Li Mu'er nodded.

Ling Yun continued: "This is all because the meridians on the female bachelor's hands have been blocked for a long time, and now the acupuncture points are large, but the blood cannot be discharged smoothly. Therefore, from today onwards, the old man will prick the three big points on the fingers of the female bachelor, and Ma Tongzhi will lead to blood congestion, which may be cured. ”

"In this way, thank you Mr. Ling." Li Mu'er finished saluting with interest, and was pushed into the back room by Zhu Youji.

Fingertip prick, but mildly painful. Li Mu'er didn't care, looking at the closed door, still wondering why Ling Yun turned everyone away, leaving only Ma Cong to do her luck.

It wasn't until the burning pain in her arm came that she understood.

Black blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers and flowed into the small basin prepared by Ling Yun, and Li Mu'er's forehead was dripping with sweat, and her whole body trembled slightly. Behind him, Ma Cong seemed to be aware of it, and asked puzzledly, "Mu'er, what's wrong?" Hurt? ”

Li Mu'er pursed her lips, and her mind was full of the joyful eyes of everyone in Fangcai, as well as the serious expression of Ma Cong behind her.

Her nose was a little sour, she looked at Ling Yun, closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.

Ling Yun secretly sighed in her heart, she hadn't told everyone just now that although this method could quickly heal her arm, the pain was also unbearable, because she was afraid that she would not be able to accept it and give up.

Now it seems that he is thinking too much. The will of this female bachelor is much stronger than he imagined.

But a quarter of an hour's time, but a few wisps of blood soaked in the bottom of the basin, Li Mu'er was like a heavy injury, and leaned weakly on Ma Chuan's shoulder.

Ma Cong realized that something was wrong, hummed softly, and asked her, "Why, sweating so much?"

"Heh," Li Mu'er tried her best to pull out a smile and asked, "Brother Cong, thank you." Also, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I owe you too long......"

Looking at the long-lost tenderness on her pale face, Ma Cong had mixed feelings.

He has always had a feeling that since she returned to the palace this time, no, it should have been since she "escaped", the distance between him and her has become farther and farther away. It seems that she rejects and resists Zhu Youji, and she also has a lot of points for him. In her state, Ma Cong's heart was more uncomfortable than anyone else's, but he couldn't do anything except try his best to heal her. Every time I came to heal her, I wanted to talk to her, but I couldn't say anything.

I didn't like to hear any words of gratitude or guilt from her mouth, but thinking that she finally opened up to herself, leaning on his shoulder like she had done when she was a child, Ma Cong didn't want to refute her anymore, so she only raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat from her sideburns, and responded in a low voice: "It's okay, Mu'er, it never matters."

It doesn't matter from small to large, from the past to the future.

Li Mu'er's eyes were a little red, and she didn't say anything, she just leaned closer to his shoulder and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

The Lingyun had already gone over and opened the door.

Zhu Youji's slender figure quickly rushed in.

Ma Cong withdrew his hand, and before he could take another look at Li Mu'er's fingertips, his arms had already fallen.

He got up playfully and silently retreated behind He Qingyan and He Wending.

Through the gap between the two, he clearly saw that Zhu Youzhu carefully laid her flat on the bed, carefully held her right hand, and personally bandaged her wounds.

His brows were twisted into pimples, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear of hurting her again, or for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Ma Cong had seen him criticize the folds before, and he was also so focused.

He has treated her with the energy of dealing with state affairs, Ma Cong really doesn't know, should he be relieved or sad?

"Mr. Ling, why is this?" Zhu Youzhi didn't notice that Ma Cong's thoughts were churning, he just wanted to ask Ling Yun how to treat Li Mu'er, who had already made a big improvement, into this!

Ling Yun secretly sighed in his heart, he usually came to prick the female bachelor, as long as the emperor was there, he would be all kinds of restraints. Because every time he pricked a needle, the emperor's brows would be wrinkled, even if the female bachelor didn't say a word, he had to consider whether it was heavy. If you don't hide it from the emperor this time, with the emperor's distressed appearance, it's no wonder that the female bachelor's hand can make progress!

"The emperor doesn't have to be nervous, the female bachelor is just losing blood and qi and needs to take a nap, it's okay. When she wakes up, she can take some blood-replenishing decoction. (To be continued.) )