"Hurry, hurry! The emperor has returned to the palace! ”

I don't know how long later, there was a commotion in front of the courtyard, and the three men who had been sitting in the tea room for an afternoon were slightly stiff, looked at each other quickly, and got up and walked out.

The man in the navy blue water-patterned robe had a gloomy face, and he cursed dissatisfiedly: "What kind of good hand in the rivers and lakes?" It's a bunch of rubbish! The blind master is silver! ”

The man in the lake-blue thick brocade dark pattern vest frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Zixiu, be cautious." As he spoke, he cautiously glanced at the young man in white beside him who was speechless.

Qin Feng walked expressionlessly, and bursts of cold air emanated from his body, which made Chen Zixiu and Murong Zhen shiver.

Chen Zixiu sniffed, snorted lightly, and almost trotted out of the courtyard gate, catching a little eunuch who was hurrying to the east.

"The emperor is back?" As if his face changed, Chen Zixiu's face was gloomy and dissatisfied at this time, full of bright smiles and the joy and shyness of meeting Bixia.

When the little eunuch saw several little masters, he immediately raised a flattering smile on his face, hurriedly saluted, and said, "Back to the little lord Chen, isn't it the emperor who has returned!" The slave is about to rush to the imperial doctor! As he spoke, he paused for a moment, hurriedly saluted Murong Zhen and Qin Feng again, and did not stop to wait for a few little masters, turned around and ran towards the eastern courtyard.

The three of them saw that the little eunuch was indeed something, and he was not perfunctory at will, Murong Zhen caught the deep meaning of the other party's words, and asked out loud: "Please ask the imperial doctor?" Who was hurt? "There was a proper hint of melancholy on his face." Is Bixia physically well? ”

The little eunuch had to stop again and replied quickly: "The emperor is naturally proper." It was Lady Xiaowei who was injured. After speaking, seeing that the three little masters didn't have anything to ask again, they hurriedly gave another salute, turned around and ran away quickly.

When the people were far away, Chen Zixiu put away the smile on his face, kicked the remnant snow on the side of the road hatefully, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "It's Wei Lan's sycophant again!" ”

Murong Zhen's eyes rolled, and he raised his feet and walked quickly towards the front hall.

Although that tyrant escaped this time, it was good to be able to hurt Wei Lan. Preferably with serious injuries...... I don't know what kind of ecstasy and soul medicine that the violent young monarch gave Wei Lan, that stinky boy insisted on protecting him three times and twice! Could it be that the emperor is more gentle with him on the bed?

Thinking of those messy scenes, Murong Zhen only felt nauseous and his stomach was twisting.

Qin Feng looked at Murong's straight back, and then looked at Chen Zixiu, who was holding an innocent plum branch to vent his anger, stood in place and thought about it, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the Qingping Hall where he was temporarily living.

Chen Zixiu raised his feet and just wanted to catch up with Murong, but when he saw that Qin Feng was not moving forward with him, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Qin Feng, where are you going?" Aren't you going to greet Bixia? ”

"I have healing elixir there, maybe I can help." Qin Feng didn't look back, just left in a hurry with a word.

Chen Zixiu opened his mouth to say, "You don't need to save that bastard", but when she saw the figures of the guards, eunuchs, palace maids and others in a hurry in the front yard, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth again.

Although he didn't deal with Wei Lan, he still had to do it for face. After all, he is the most "kind and friendly" attendant in the palace, so he can't lose his face, right?

Chen Zixiu did a good job in psychological construction, twisted his round waist wrapped in winter clothes, and went slowly.

Gao Shenghan sat on the circle chair with fox fur cushions in front of the warm couch, looking at the palace maids coming in and out at a loss, and occasionally glanced at the young man on the couch who was half red with blood, and instinctively wanted to shed tears.

What kind of is this......

Obviously he was so seriously injured, and he lied to himself that it was okay......

Regardless of the wind and snow, he drove the horse back quickly......

If she knew that this guy's wounds were bleeding all the time, she wouldn't ......

Won't it be?

Gao Shenghan sniffed sadly.

At that time, she was frightened by the fight between the two of them!

Although the boy kept urging herself to go quickly, she was afraid! I'm afraid that if I walk away, someone will kill you! Who knows if there are any killers in the woods who have caught up? Originally, both of them were on horseback, and they both turned their horses' heads and ran in the direction of the palace, when the damn thief suddenly pounced and gave a knife!

The knife was not directed at anyone, but at the horse! If the thief succeeds and the horse is injured, the two of them will definitely stay in the snow, and it will take several times longer to return to the palace! And anything can happen in that long time!

She knew the thief's intentions, but she didn't want her to leave! I just want her life!

The incident happened suddenly, she was frightened, only let out a short and sharp scream, and before she could react, the young man behind her flew out and blocked the thief's weapon with a scabbard! Then, the two fought together......

However, the thief was obviously killed, and the boy also escorted himself and galloped back on horseback, how could he be injured?

When exactly did he get hurt......

Gao Shenghan sat there sluggishly, looking at the young man's closed eyes, pale face, and heart...... Trembling terribly.

Murong Zhen walked into the inner room and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the figure of the young monarch.

He blinked, as if trying to adjust to the darkness of the room, but in fact he was observing the king's face.

This...... What emoji?

Worry? Afraid? Sadness?

……

Hell yes! It's no wonder that this demon has such a civilian mood!

Murong Zhen took a deep breath and kept convincing himself in his heart: he must have seen it wrong. His "good" monarch is probably thinking about what method to torture people after finding out the real culprit behind the scenes! How can you be worried about being afraid of grief? They are the ones who should be worried and scared and sad!

Murong Zhen slowly stepped forward and bowed.

Gao Shenghan's heart was in turmoil, and suddenly a person knelt in front of her, which startled her, and the word "flat body" naturally burst out.

"Don't pay attention to those false courtesies, hurry up and give ...... Look at him, and be cured! Gao Shenghan pretended to speak, but he didn't know who the surname of the person who saved her was, so he had to vaguely bring it, and looked at the comer, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised-such a young imperial doctor?

According to what she thought, she had seen the outfits of the palace maids just now, and this one was dressed differently, it should be the imperial doctor, right? Earlier she remembered telling someone to call for a royal doctor, but the young man was too ...... It's too delicate.

Gao Shenghan muttered to himself, and couldn't help but look at it twice.

didn't know that her casual look almost didn't scare Murong Zhen half to death.

"Small, small ministers obey orders." Murong Zhen didn't dare to look at the king anymore, and regardless of whether the other party's request was reasonable or not, he stepped forward to check Wei Lan's injuries.