Qianlong Palace Nourishing Heart Palace, Royal Upper Room.

"You said Junqing asked to see?" Long Xuan looked at the leaky pot, it was the end of the day, and this was the first time that Jun Ziheng had come to see him so late.

Liu Dehai replied: "Yes, Lord Jun said that he had something important to see." ”

Long Xuan sat back in the chair behind the imperial case, "Xuan!" ”

After Jun Ziheng entered the house and bowed, he said: "Your Majesty, the minister has come to ask for sin!" ”

Long Xuan looked at Liu Dehai suspiciously, didn't he say that he had something important to ask to see, how could he become guilty?

Liu Dehai didn't dare to look directly and buried his head completely.

"What good things have you done? He came to plead guilty. Long Xuan's tone was half sarcastic, in his eyes, this gentleman Heng has always been calm and steady, and he really didn't believe it if he could ask for something.

"The minister has been at home for two days......"

"You know, isn't there another day?" Every year, this will be like this, and everyone in Kyoto knows that Long Xuan has no reason not to know, "I remember that the house outside the Bai Dynasty Imperial Palace is next door to your monarch's mansion, and she is also resting today, have you encountered it?" ”

Speaking of this, Long Xuan deliberately looked at Jun Ziheng who was standing under the imperial case.

His back was straight, his face was indifferent and elegant, and he still looked so handsome.

Since Chongyang, Long Xuan had the idea of choosing a son-in-law for Bai Qingting, and after thinking about it, he felt that Si Jingming and Junzi Heng around him were good candidates.

Before Si Jingming returned, he first probed Jun Ziheng's attitude.

But after looking at it for a while, Long Xuan didn't see Jun Ziheng's attitude towards Bai Qingting, but felt that Jun Ziheng was a little different tonight, and he couldn't say what it was, just a feeling.

On the other hand, when the emperor mentioned the three words of Bai Daizhao, Jun Ziheng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but think of that little bit of bright red as blood.

He sank his chaotic breath and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the minister is coming because of the edict of the Bai Dynasty. ”

This surprised Long Xuan, "Oh? ”

Jun Ziheng said eloquently: "Today coincides with Bai Daizhao's retirement out of the palace, and the minister is in a bad mood, Bai Daizhao proposed to go to the red maple forest to play, and the minister thought it was good, so he went with Bai Daizhao." Unexpectedly, he was assassinated by the stream in the red maple forest, and Bai Daizhao received an arrow in order to save his ministers, and now he is no longer in serious trouble, but he is just waiting in front of the emperor tomorrow...... Chente came to ask for sin! ”

He knelt down again and buried his head on the ground.

"Whew-"

Long Xuan got up from the circle chair, and the circle chair collided and rubbed because of the sudden strong retreat, and Jun Ziheng and Liu Dehai couldn't help but jump in their hearts.

Liu Dehai wanted to ask Qingbai Qingting's injury how it was, but he was also frightened by this sound.

Jun Ziheng did not squint, and his heart slowly settled down.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, he knew that the news of her injury again would be a source of irritation for the Emperor.

The struggle for imperial power is in a sensitive period, and many things have to be wronged by the emperor in order to balance Bai Qingting.

But only a few days later, he and her were attacked at the same time, although it is inconclusive that it is aimed at her, but once such a thing reaches the ears of the emperor, it will automatically transform into coming at her and coming at the imperial power!

He deliberately didn't say that the arrow attack was aimed at him, just to have such an effect.

No matter what the facts are, he will never be able to let her go again!

"You tell me the cause and effect of this!" After a while, Long Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

In the Qing Courtyard, Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu had not returned to their residence outside, and the two elders walked around the main hall in a disturbed manner, not idle for a moment.

Xiao Nianzi also ran into the bedroom from time to time to take a look at Bai Qingting, his little face was wrinkled into a bun, and he looked like he was about to cry, and he did cry several times.

Xiao Er has been transferred back to Bai Qingting's side by Jun Ziheng, and is standing in front of Bai Qingting's bed, her eyes are calm, because she believes in Childe's medical skills, since Childe said that the girl is fine before leaving, then the girl will definitely be fine.

Just wait quietly for the girl to wake up.

Because of Bai Qingting's orders, Xiao Er went back to the Qing Courtyard to take care of Bai Qingting in a coma, Xiao Yi went to the old garden to guard, and before leaving, Xiao Er repeated Bai Qingting's words.

Xiao Yi sounded a little inexplicable, but he did it anyway.

Because of the guilt of not being able to catch the murderer, he guarded it very carefully, and he didn't even let go of a leaf falling.

Quietly, a little depressed, a little dignified.

After Xiao San followed Jun Ziheng out of the palace, the two did not return to the Jun's Mansion, but entered the White Mansion next door.

As soon as you enter the Qing Yuan, it is the atmosphere of suffocating these desires.

Jun Ziheng entered the main hall and walked straight to the dormitory, and the others looked at him or followed him to the door of the dormitory.

He stopped in front of the door of the dormitory and said slowly: "Your Majesty has allowed Qingting to rest for two more days, and in these two days, I will have to bother Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu to take good care of Qingting." ”

With that, he pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.

The next moment, they heard the door shut.

When they looked, it was Xiao Er who came out.

Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu glanced at each other, and the second elder felt something no matter how dull he was, so the second elder was very happy.

But after being happy, the second elder felt that it was inappropriate for unmarried men and women to be alone in a room.

Aunt Wu stepped forward and wanted to enter the bedroom, but Xiao San had already blocked her with a flexible flash, and said to her: "Aunt Wu, rest assured, although my son-in-law is not a doctor, his medical skills are top-notch, which even my old lady admits personally." ”

"I'm not worried about your medical skills......

Before Aunt Wu finished speaking, Xiao San already smiled and said: "The rest of Aunt Wu don't have to worry, my son-in-law can enter the palace to ask for a rest for Bai Daizhao, then he will definitely be responsible for Bai Daizhao." ”

Aunt Wu was stunned for a while, and Uncle Wu also walked up to her and pulled her, signaling peace of mind.

Aunt Wu finally nodded with tears in her eyes, and went to the kitchen with Uncle Wu to prepare some porridge so that Bai Qingting could use it when he woke up.

Seeing the second elder walk out of the main hall, Xiao Er looked back at Xiao San.

Xiao San knew what she meant, and said proudly: "Believe me, my feelings have always been very accurate!" ”

In fact, what Xiao Er didn't know was that Xiao San was so sure of being proud because he and Xiao Yi both saw the cinnabar mole on Bai Qingting's feet in the red maple forest, and that birthmark was like the painting that had been hanging in Jun Ziheng's study for many years, deeply engraved in his and Xiao Yi's minds.

In the bedroom, Junzi Hengan sat on the low table in front of the bed, he stared at the beautiful face that was pale and bloodless, but no longer frantic and uncomfortable, and wrinkled his eyebrows, without saying a word.

Memories are like floods that have opened the floodgates, about the hours and tomorrow, about today's Bai Qingting, like a passing scene, overlapping in thoughts, and pulling threads in overlapping.

Slowly, it merges into a clear stream.

On the boulder beside the stream, there was a little girl.

On the bank of the creek, under the red maple tree, there was a big girl lying on top of him.

If he hadn't died in that fire, he would have been twenty-one years old.

I still remember the contours of my face when I was a child, the eyebrows, the eyelids, the corners of the mouth, the bridge of the nose...... It's all that déjà vu.

"From now on...... I ......."

"You're no longer alone!"