Lu Qingrong was slightly stunned, constantly thinking about various possibilities in his heart.

"The assassination of the emperor's eldest grandson, although he was not injured in the end, but this is always a big deal, maybe, Shuntian Mansion Yin just went to report to the saint?" Lu Qingrong guessed.

Jiang Xuan shook his head: "If that's the case, you should enter the palace immediately after returning from Guangyin Temple." But as far as I know, when I passed, Shuntianfu Yin had just walked less than a stick of incense. ”

Lu Qingrong turned to contemplation, and seemed to realize that Shuntian Mansion was ...... Found the clue so quickly?

"Shuntian Mansion Yin, what kind of person is you?" Lu Qingrong asked suddenly.

Jiang Xuan was not surprised, but thought for a moment, thinking about what aspects to introduce this person, and finally said: "Shuntian Mansion Yin, is Jingxi's seventeenth year of Jinshi, his years in the Hanlin Academy, just in time for the emperor to take over, the power of the auxiliary king spared no effort, so his lack of background became an advantage, and he was elected to the palace to give lectures for the prince, although he did not have as many opportunities to show his face in front of the prince as others, but he was the most important one for the prince!" ”

So that's it!

Lu Qingrong sighed in his heart, no wonder he was able to sit in Shuntian Mansion!

Although Shuntianfu Yin is only a positive third product, it is not a high position in the capital, if it is placed in a place, but it is at the same level as the political secretary, but it is located in the important place of the Beijing division and directly manages the capital, and it is by no means a person without a background can sit in a stable position.

Lu Qingrong relaxed a little at this time.

"Since Shuntian Mansion Yin is the person of the first prince, then he will definitely do his best to find out the truth about the emperor's eldest grandson in distress!" Lu Qingrong said casually.

Jiang Xuan just smiled and nodded, and didn't say much.

The matter is still inconclusive, he doesn't want Lu Qingrong to worry about it, at this time, she is still recuperating from her injuries.

I don't know if it was because of the medicine he drank before, Lu Qingrong leaned on the agarwood arhat bed, and gradually fell asleep after less than a cup of tea.

When she woke up again, it was already the third quarter of the first month.

When the sun sets, the inner room has long been gone, replaced by the glass lamp on the small square table, the soft light, sprinkled in the room, the warm yellowish color, suddenly makes people feel warm all around.

As soon as Lu Qingrong woke up, he almost forgot about the injury on his arm, and his hands were habitually propped up, and he immediately gasped.

As the thin quilt on his body slipped off, Lu Qingrong realized that he was sleeping here, and that thin quilt should have been put on by Jiang Xuan.

Looking around, the room was quiet and empty.

Lu Qingrong sat up slowly, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the injury.

I saw that the bruise on her right arm was really a little more swollen than in the morning, but fortunately, Xu Yizheng had expected it in advance, so she just sighed lightly and put down her sleeve.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan entered from the outside curtain.

Seeing that Lu Qingrong had already sat up, he first smiled, and then said softly: "Awake?" ”

Lu Qingrong nodded in confusion.

"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Xuan looked at her right arm.

Lu Qingrong continued to nod, and when she reacted, she immediately added: "It's much better than in the morning!" Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen asleep like this unconsciously. ”

For fear of aggravating her pain, Jiang Xuan didn't even dare to touch her shoulder, but just touched her head gently, and said something in his mouth: "It's not fever......

While Lu Qingrong's heart warmed, he couldn't help but secretly roll his eyes in his heart, his body was just a little weaker, and where did he get to Cheng Dù, who would have a fever.

Jiang Xuan then said: "I went out and ordered the green bamboo just now, and dinner is here, don't move it around!" ”

Except for nodding, Lu Qingrong didn't seem to have any other choice.

As a result, this meal was eaten much faster than at noon.

First, Lu Qingrong basically slept the rest of the time except for a short time in the afternoon when she dealt with Mrs. Wu, and she was really not hungry.

Second, Jiang Xuan's action of serving rice and vegetables is obviously much more proficient than at noon.

And when Lu Qingrong pinched his nose and drank the medicine for the night, he realized a more strict problem.

She hasn't bathed yet!

His eyes drifted to the clean room in the inner room, and Lu Qingrong's eyes were quite resentful.

She had to bathe every day, and she should have washed her hair today......

Lu Qingrong silently tried to raise his right hand, but with a slight force, the pain was immediately unbearable.

So I wondered about the possibility of bathing with only my left hand......

Lu Qingrong would definitely not let Luzhu help.

Being served and bathed, this kind of thing that the ladies and ladies of the Great Qi Dynasty are accustomed to, she just can't get used to it.

When she was very young, her mother and Tinglan, who is now Mother Ye, once helped her take a bath, but she was too young at that time, even if she wanted to do it herself, Yin Pingru would never agree. In my impression, after being a little older, Lu Qingrong's bathing was no longer used by others. Including Luzhu, he just helped her deliver hot water, that's all.

Lu Qingrong was entangled with himself.

Suddenly, thinking that her sleeve had been stained with blood from someone she didn't know who it was today, she suddenly stopped being entangled and called Luzhu to prepare hot water.

When she entered the clean room, she asked Luzhu to help take off her gown and skirt, and let Luzhu go out as before.

Jiang Xuan saw it outside, and was stunned for a moment, staring at the green bamboo, frowning.

Luzhu stood outside the clean room, in a dilemma, so he had to explain: "Madame doesn't let the slave and maid serve inside......

Jiang Xuan also knew Lu Qingrong's insistence, so he didn't reprimand her, waved his hand lightly, and let her go out.

Waiting for Luzhu to walk out of the inner room, Jiang Xuan hesitated a little, paced in front of the clean room door for a while, and finally went back and sat down on the agarwood arhat bed, waiting quietly.

And Lu Qingrong, who was in the clean room, had already exhausted himself and sweated.

Bathing with only her left hand was already a bit difficult, not to mention that her right arm could neither move nor get wet.

For the first two days and twenty-four hours, you can't touch hot water because you want to reduce your swelling.

After washing his body, Lu Qingrong was already too tired, leaning on the oval-mouthed large wooden basin, maintaining the posture of his right arm on the edge of the basin, resting for a long time, thinking about putting on his clothes for a while, and then letting Luzhu help him wash his hair......

However, when she finally rested and tried to stand up with one hand on the edge of the basin, she failed several times in succession.

The last time, she strained herself and held her left hand with all her might.

Due to the excessive force, the center of gravity was unstable, and his feet slipped in the basin, and he was about to fall back immediately.

Lu Qingrong couldn't control her body at all, and seeing that her right arm could no longer rest safely on the edge of the basin, she instinctively closed her eyes.

The next moment, he was held firmly and fished out of the basin. R1152