The window was already very bright, and in the light of the sun, any detail could be revealed. However, the light shining into the Xuanqing Hall was much dimmer, and after layers of exploitation, there was only a hazy light and shadow on this dragon bed.

Four-year-old Cheng Shengrui is still small, and he looks even smaller in this big bed that does not match his identity. Yu Fuyao glanced at the side of the bed a few times, and then lifted the quilt on Cheng Shengrui's body.

At this moment, there were not many people in the Xuanqing Palace, and Cheng Yuanwei only left a few palace maids to take care of him. As for the secret guards, of course, they still have their own responsibilities. Regarding Yu Fuyao's presumptuous behavior, the little palace maids endured and endured, but finally did not bring it up.

The emperor's dragon bed, how can it be approached by idle people? Not to mention being treated so rudely. The little palace maid bit the corner of her mouth, and finally withdrew a few more people, leaving only two to watch.

The emperor said that they must not interfere in Miss Yu's affairs, and they can only do so.

Yu Fuyao was unaware of the entanglements of the little palace maids, for her, the bed was the bed, but it was just a difference in size, luxury and simplicity, and there were no many taboos. Cheng Yuanwei also guessed this, so he ordered the little palace maids like this.

Cheng Shengrui's small body was exposed, and on his slender arms, the small green tendons were very obvious. Slightly dark, a little terrifying. Yu Fuyao also saw this yesterday, so he could judge it so easily.

The simple and straight hairpin was not inserted in her hair this time, because the gap with her outfit was too big, and Yu Fuyao could only put it on her body. Now take it out and unscrew it. Taking out the silver needle in it, Yu Fuyao gestured twice, and hesitated again.

According to her original plan, she was going to "seal the tendons and break the pulse" for Cheng Shengrui. That peculiar form of acupuncture is the most effective method, and for most poisons, it is true. The reason why the imperial doctors couldn't diagnose it was because this poison was too deep and very good at camouflage. This is effortless for Yu Fuyao and for the set of acupuncture methods of "sealing tendons and breaking veins".

But......

Cheng Shengrui is too small. his body. It's too weak, too.

Yu Fuyao hesitated again and again, and finally pierced the silver needle. However, she still gave up her initial choice and did not use "sealing the tendons and breaking the pulse". Instead, a normal set of stitches was used. The Lord is making up for the void. Poison can be reconciled in other ways. And if the body collapses, it will be really difficult to raise it back.

Time passed, when Yu Fuyao breathed a long sigh of relief. Daylight is already a little westerly.

Yu Fuyao inserted the silver needle back into the hairpin, put it back on his body, stretched his waist without figuring it, and yawned a little. To be safe, she used a more gentle approach, but it took a lot more time and energy.

Yu Fu, who had stretched his waist, turned his head back, his eyes touched, and he couldn't help but stiffen.

When did Emma Cheng Yuanrui stand there! Why not say anything! Why didn't anyone warn you! Why does she want to have a better image in front of this person!

"Tired?" Cheng Yuanrui didn't seem to see Yu Fuyao's movements just now, but noticed her tiredness.

Yu Fuyao's heart was a little calmer, although he had an ostrich mentality, but at least he felt much more comfortable: "A little." What about the emperor? ”

"In the Imperial Study." Cheng Yuanrui said.

"...... "So you ran in so recklessly?" I heard that this seems to be the emperor's bedroom?

Yu Fuyao remembered the solemnity and silence of the palace that someone introduced her to in the past.

"You haven't had lunch yet, do you want to go rest first, or do you want to eat?" Cheng Yuanrui asked again.

was a little tired, but Yu Fuyao touched his stomach that wanted to rebel, and finally decided to go to dinner first.

Then it's time for a nap.

There was just such a quiet conversation between the two, and they walked all the way silently.

The afternoon nap was still in the palace, and Cheng Yuanrui finally couldn't follow anymore, so he had to advise: "Have a good rest." Then he turned and walked away.

Yu Fuyao looked at his background and watched silently for a long time, until he had been away for a long time, then he came back to his senses and slowly walked into the room.

Just like the second monk was confused, Yu Fuyao was inexplicably confused - what's the matter? Why does it feel so tragic and unhesitating, just like the strong man who is prone to cold water. ――What happened?

Yu Fuyao had been asleep all the time, and he couldn't figure out this problem.

There is news that Yu Fuyao doesn't know yet. That is, her parents are coming.

Yu Fuyao naturally couldn't understand this kind of sadness, as if he wanted to see his father-in-law and mother-in-law, but in fact, the two didn't even have a certain relationship. Nervous and sad. That's why Cheng Yuanrui followed Yu Fuyao so half-stupidly, accompanied her for such a long time, and then continued to find a place to entangle.

Yu Fuyao couldn't figure it out, so she didn't want to. When I was tired, my brain's thinking ability was always poor, and Yu Fuyao decided to wake up and look at the situation.

At this time, after Cheng Yuanrui left Yu Fuyao with some heavy steps, he could only go back to Rui Wangfu first when he couldn't find a reason. After thinking about it, Cheng Yuanrui wrote a letter, and then beckoned Bai Yao, who had returned from Tonghui County.

"Go along the main road to Heping Town, and when I meet Uncle Yu, I will give him this letter." Cheng Yuanrui instructed Bai Yao.

"What if you can't meet it?" Bai Yao listened to Cheng Yuanrui's words and couldn't help asking.

"I'm sure I'm going to meet it." Cheng Yuanrui never envisioned useless results.

When Uncle Yu enters Beijing, he will definitely bring Aunt Jian here. Aunt Jian has no kung fu in her body, so taking the official road is the most correct choice. So if you want to find Uncle Yu, just go along the official road.

"Yes." Bai Yao didn't ask much, just cleaned up casually, and left the Rui Wang's Mansion.

Cheng Yuanrui sat in the room for a while. Originally, he followed Yu Fuyao today, but he actually wanted to ask her when her parents would come and what path they would take. But looking at Yu Fuyao's tired appearance, he felt that this was just a trivial matter. The most important thing is that he didn't remember until he wanted to speak, according to Yu Fuyao's out-of-the-box temperament, her father and mother would not be so peaceful.

Although it is not good to criticize the "father-in-law and mother-in-law" behind his back, Cheng Yuanrui still couldn't help but come to this conclusion.

So, let's find Uncle Yu to be more reliable. At least I have been following Uncle Yu for so many years, and I still have some understanding of Uncle Yu's temperament and practices.

Cheng Yuanrui thought about it and was in a daze again.

Yu Fuyao, who was asleep, naturally didn't know her father's plan, and she didn't know that Cheng Yuanrui had already sent someone to pick up someone, she fell asleep with peace of mind, and almost left the assessment of her mother, who used to be very important, very sweet. (To be continued......)