"Sister An, what happened while I wasn't there?"

In the bedroom assigned to the aunt in charge of each palace in the backyard, An Qingjie was lying on the bed with a pale face, covered with large and small bandages, but he didn't expect that this Lan Ya not only had first-class gossip skills, but even his ability to tie bandages was not inferior.

I asked Qingling to continue to pretend to be me and lie on the bamboo chair under the pear tree, still wearing the clothes of the little eunuch to An Qingjie, but Lan Ya's girl didn't find the slightest flaw, and was easily supported by An Qingjie.

"After Yeyang returned to the palace last afternoon, I didn't know why I saw at a glance that the princess under the pear tree was fake, and his face changed on the spot, I didn't see his action clearly, the little palace maid who pretended to be you was almost stabbed to death by Yeyang's sword, but fortunately, I was present at the time to stop his movements, and told him that you were just out of the palace temporarily, and you will be back soon, so he put away the sword with a gloomy face. We originally thought that you would be able to come back last night, but in the evening, Gongzi Feige passed a letter telling me that you would come back today, and since then Yeyang is like a violent beast, and his body is terrifying, and he whispered that you didn't see Yeyang's eyes at that time, just like Shura who came out of the underworld in blood, crazy and yin, almost scared the girl of Lanya half to death, but the little girl who was disguised as you was still a little calm. Yeyang didn't sleep all night last night, standing at the gate of the palace and waiting, until you came back shortly ago, Yeyang may not be able to wait, the whole body is full of anger, not at all like a 10-year-old child, the long sword is going to be a dead hand to ask the girl where you are going, the result of my desperate blocking is to be stabbed and injured, fortunately you are back, otherwise the girl will die! ”

An Qingjie was immersed in the memories, and his always calm and calm face was filled with deep fear, as if he had seen some terrible monster, and his body trembled lightly unconsciously.

"Sister An, how could you be injured like this with your martial arts!" I asked with a frown as I looked at the bandages on her body.

An Qingjie is the apprentice of Master Qingxuan, the junior sister of Bodhisattva, and her martial arts are not ordinarily high, so she would be so seriously injured.

"Do you think Yeyang is just a child? His current martial arts cultivation is far above mine! ”

"How so!" I covered my mouth and exclaimed.

"Isn't it strange to you?"

An Qingjie lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head sharply, and looked at me with a slightly excited eye.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked somewhat absent-mindedly.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with this night sun in the Green Dress Palace now?" An Qingjie looked at me with a serious face, and his tone was serious that I had never heard before, "Don't you think that the current Yeyang is a bit similar to the original Yexue?" ”

"Maybe it's because Duanmu Yurou's death hit Yexue too hard!"

"I always feel that his dependence on you is the same as that of Night Snow."

"How is it possible, I watched Yexue be sent out of the palace by Su Enamel with my own eyes, Yeyang may be because of empathy, and transferred his attachment to his mother to me, I will pay attention in the future, he has grown up, I can't spoil him like a child anymore, he should also grow up independently."

"Maybe I'm too careful, but you have to be careful yourself."

"Well, thank you, Sister An."

As soon as my words fell, the room suddenly fell silent, and she and I sat at the head of An Qingjie's bed at the same time.

"Great news! That's great news! ”

With a whirring sound, Lan Ya rushed into the room in a whirlwind, with a happy face, and even turned a blind eye to why my little eunuch was sitting at the head of An Qingjie's bed.

"Blue Bud, what's wrong!"

An Qingjie calmly looked at the blue bud rushing in, and spoke unhurriedly, it seemed that he was used to the fuss of the blue bud.

"Just now when the lady lady was enjoying the flowers in the imperial garden, I don't know why she fell into the pond, there was no one in the imperial garden at that time, and when she was fished out, she was already dying, and now the imperial doctors have gone to Zhenshu Palace to see a doctor for the concubine, but it's hard to say whether she can wake up!"

"Isn't there a little girl by her side? How did it fall into the water! I asked, surprised.

"No, the guard who saved the lady said that he hadn't seen any little palace maids." Blue Bud tilted her head and looked at me strangely.

I glanced at An Qingjie, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with the missing little palace maid, but it has finally solved my problem, and I don't have to report to Concubine Shu at night.

As the days waned, I lay on the bed with my eyes squinting slightly, half-asleep and half-awake in a state of mind, struggling between fantasy and reality, cold sweat kept falling down my face and dyed my long hair.

The bed moved slightly, the quilt was lifted, and then the bed on the side was sunken, and a slightly cool body was pasted up, and the delicate and tender palm stroked my forehead, gently wiping the sweat off my forehead.

Who is it? In the grogginess, I could clearly feel the man's two thin arms across my waist, then buried his hairy head in my chest and rubbed it, and finally adjusted to the most comfortable position and lay down with a sigh.

I tried hard to wake myself up, but I couldn't open my heavy eyes, so I could only let myself sink into darkness little by little.