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Song Mier's current situation can only lie on the pillow and eat with his left hand.

Yu Lan came in with a lack of snow, and neatly replaced the small flat shelf with a long table with four corners raised, which was also set on Song Mier's bed, and with Song Mier's current physical condition, a nutritious and light meal was placed. Qianzhang tofu brain, Poria angelica, wolfberry stewed pigeon, fish maw pot with sea cucumber millet porridge, are all light and non-greasy foods that accelerate wound healing.

Song Mier took a spoon and stirred it in the millet porridge: "This is too light・・・・・・ I want to eat spicy, millet spicy, Chaotian pepper, roasted corn, chili powder with five-spice powder, ahh ”

Yu Lan carried Shen Zhan behind her back and glanced at Song Mi'er: "Master! If you don't eat these bland things right now, you may need to eat them for months. If you eat more early, you will be able to eat your favorite spicy, salty, and sweet foods earlier. ”

Song Mier raised his sleeves and covered his face: "Don't say it, don't say it's sweet and spicy, if you come to an ice bowl at this time and pair it with a bowl of hot and spicy sweet potato noodles, a mouthful of sweet potato powder and a mouthful of ice bowls, ah, it's so great to think about!" ”

Shen Zhan personally took a bowl and scooped a bowl of pigeon soup and put it in front of Song Mier. Holding back a smile, "Okay, don't pout, drink the soup obediently, it's better early." After that, he asked Zuizhu to bring a high stool and sit beside Song Mier's bed, and asked the palace people to bring in a few pieces of imperial food in the dining hall outside.

An Jin was a little hesitant outside, in his cognition, where is the emperor sitting on the edge of the concubine's bed to eat, this is not in accordance with etiquette! Even if it's a queen, it's not good!

An Jin bowed through the bead curtain and did not make a sound, Shen Zhan saw his hesitation, and his tone sank: "Why, even where I am eating, do you have to take care of it?!" ”

An Jin's neck shrank, knowing that Shen Zhan was angry with him because of the things that went up, his heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say more, so he bowed down outside and was about to trot out, "I only pick up the light ones, and I don't want the others." Shen Zhan's voice came faintly behind An Jin, and An Jin's heart turned, raising the position of the queen mother in His Majesty's heart a lot higher, and the steps under her feet did not dare to slow down.

Song Mier blinked his eyes: "Brother Zhan, you also eat so lightly?" ”

Shen Zhan smiled at her, "Naturally." ”

Song Mier thought of something, but he didn't dare to confirm it himself, so he asked instead: "Brother Zhan is also because he can't eat too greasy recently?" ”

Shen Zhan can't eat spicy food compared to Song Mier, but he needs a little sour and spicy food to be appetizing when he eats on weekdays, and he usually eats it lightly. Shen Zhan looked at Song Mier with an expression of "obviously you have just arrived, and you have to pretend to be stupid": "I'll eat with you." ”

He touched Song Mier's head: "You eat lightly, I will also accompany you to eat lighter, and share the joys and sorrows." ”

Song Mier pursed her lips and smiled, a deep dimple swirled around her cheeks, and she hid her head back while laughing: "I haven't washed my hair for a few days, Brother Zhan!" You can do it too. ”

The more embarrassed Song Mier was to dodge back, the more Shen Zhan stuck his hand on Song Mier's head: "What are you afraid of, I don't dislike it." ”

"I hate myself!"

Shen Zhan's good-looking eyebrows chuckled: "Anyway, we have to share weal and sorrow, so why don't I wash my hair for a few days to accompany you?" As long as you don't dislike me. ”

Song Mier nodded hurriedly: "I dislike it, I dislike it!" I don't wash my hair, I don't go out, anyway, the town stays in the palace every day, if you don't wash your hair, I'm afraid the whole of Kyoto will know what the hair oil you use on weekdays tastes like on the next day. ”

Shen Zhanjian raised his eyebrows: "Okay, little thing, relying on his own injury, he dared to even dare to joke, it seems that I spoil you too much on weekdays, so lawless!" ”

Song Mier shook his head: "You can't help me~!" ”

The sound of laughter was accompanied by the faint fragrance of food, and the Xuande Palace, which had been silent and serious for two or three days, finally had a little lively and bright popularity.

Shen Zhan and Song Mier both have a tacit understanding not to mention the affairs in the forest, and they know that they are widely implicated with their toes, and I am afraid that it is not something that can be simply summarized in the words "harem disputes". Shen Zhan is now just able to control the situation in the DPRK and China, and there are too many uncertain factors, which will affect the whole body, even if he doesn't want to endure this matter, he can only hold it high and slowly put it down, trying to have a future. This is also why Shen Zhan took care of her sleeplessly when she was in a coma, and when she woke up, he didn't dare to come to see her as soon as possible.

The previous dynasty was busy with affairs on the one hand, to properly solve this matter, reluctant to let the queen be wronged, to give an explanation to the Song family and Prime Minister Song, and to find out the real culprit, more importantly, Shen Zhan didn't know how to face Song Mier: he couldn't be by her side all the time and protect her at the first time; Something happened, and he couldn't even really do "the Son of Heaven was angry and floated millions of corpses", and now he also knows that it is not simple behind this, how can he easily kill someone? can only be locked up first and slowly find out the black hand, but from Song Mier's point of view, he just failed to protect her and couldn't avenge her.

Shen Zhan was afraid that Song Mier would ask who the murderer was and how to deal with it as soon as he woke up, but when he came face to face with Song Mier, he found that he was as smart as Song Mier, and he would never take the initiative to ask about it, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved, but at the same time, he was also a little lost, does this mean that in her heart, she didn't rely on herself as she behaved?

Shen Zhan never thought that he had never relied on Song Mier wholeheartedly, and he always had to do things to live up to Song Mier's expectations because of the current situation and identity, how could Song Mier be very dependent on him?

What Shen Zhan didn't figure out, Song Mi'er had already figured it out. She doesn't ask, but that doesn't mean she won't take her time to find it out on her own.

Before going to bed, An Jin couldn't stand anymore, approached the bead curtain, and euphemistically said that Shen Zhan should go back to Taiyuan Hall to rest, he had already stayed up for three nights, if he accompanied the queen mother for another night, not to mention it in the harem, tomorrow in the court, it should be attacked by those ministers. In their eyes, the Son of Heaven and the Dragon don't take care of it, so how can they take care of this country? And the queen who harmed the Son of Heaven was ...... An Jin shook his head and didn't dare to think about it again, fortunately, there is still Prime Minister Song Cheng in the court, and the Song family's status in the Great Calendar is also transcendent, otherwise the queen mother doesn't know how much blame she will face now!

Before An Jin finished thinking about it, he heard Shen Zhan's voice as if it was exploding in his ears: "I will rest here today, you go and pack up and prepare." ”

"Your Majesty, by all means!"

"Brother Zhan, how are you sleeping here?!"

Two voices rang out at the same time.

Song Mier's collarbone is injured, it is difficult to turn over, let alone touch, although her shelf bed is big, but if two people sleep, it is inevitable that there will be a collision, and it will be Shen Zhan who will be unlucky at that time. What's more, Song Mier fell asleep at night, and there must be a palace maid guarding him, so he was afraid that Song Mier would accidentally bump into the wound when he fell asleep, and there would inevitably be movement, Shen Zhan was here, how could he sleep well?

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhan smiled clearly, "Why not?" Tell the night watchman to withdraw," he pointed to the Arhat bed that stood against the wall through the screen, "spread more quilts on that Arhat bed, and then put it in, and I will sleep with you here tonight." ”

"Your Majesty!" An Jin knelt down outside with a "poof", "Your Majesty is a golden body, how can you sleep peacefully on the Luohan bed?!" "What's more, it's okay for you to sleep, if this thing gets out, what will the queen do?!

An Jin didn't dare to say anything more, so he only knelt on his knees, but refused to move the bed. His heart was turbulent, didn't His Majesty know the impact on the Empress? If it is passed out...... But anyone with eyes can see that His Majesty loves the queen so much, how can he have such a plan, he must have thought too much......

I don't know which layer Song Mier thought of, but she refused, she was slightly anxious on her face, and her voice was thin: "Brother Zhan, this Arhat bed can only be used as a seat, at most it is an occasional rest, how can it be used as a bedding for serious children?" What's more, I'm afraid I'm moving a lot at night, you guard me, how can you sleep well? ”

Shen Zhan touched Song Mier's shoulder soothingly: "Lie down quickly, don't move." You don't have to worry about me like that, I just want to be with you. Besides, in the past days, I slept in places that were worse than the Luohan's bed, and I was safe, and now I am to accompany you and guard you more, what is there to fear? You're nervous like this one by one. ”

"But this ......" An Jin came out again, "Yu Li is not in ......!" ”

"Alright, I know what you're going to say!" Shen Zhan waved his hand, "What, I am the Son of Heaven, if I want to accompany Empress Yuan, do I need to ask those people's opinions?!" What's more," Shen Zhan's face sank, "It's all your own people here, what's the matter, you would tell this matter?!" ”

An Jin bowed down, "The slave doesn't dare!" ”

"Isn't this over, okay, what's nonsense, get things ready, bring hot water!"

Shen Zhan not only slept in Xuande Palace, but also retired from the palace and personally wiped Song Mier's body.

Song Mier was very embarrassed at first, even if he had already done more intimate things, he had to let him wipe off the dirty blood stains that he had accumulated for a day, and when he saw his embarrassed side, of course, he was very twisted, and said that he was not afraid of Shen Zhan's dislike, but how could he not care?

However, Shen Zhan didn't seem to dislike it, his face was full of tenderness and coaxed Song Mier to obediently let him untie his little clothes, gently wipe his body with a soft cotton handkerchief dipped in water little by little, and slowly wipe it clean, and when it was around the collarbone wrapped in gauze, Shen Zhan stretched out his finger and gently touched the gauze next to the collarbone with distress: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Song Mier shook his head and put up a smile: "It doesn't hurt too much." ”