Chapter Ninety-Five: Addiction to Hanfu
The masked man flew up to the highest point of a certain palace in the palace, looked down, and saw that the Wutong Garden was crowded with people, all of whom were the guards of the East Factory and the forbidden army and internal officials of the palace.
His lips under the mask were sparse, and he smiled coldly to himself:
"Hmph, what a bunch of shit."
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Wutong Gardenββ
After Dongchang blocked Ai Qing and the masked man on the bank of the Yinshui River, he sent people to inform the overseer on the other side of the river, and on the other hand, he sent his men to continue to track down the injured opponent.
Leng Qingtang received the news, and went to the next round with his subordinates, and finally found the palace according to the clues of the bloodstains on the high walls of the outer garden of the palace along the way.
Leng Qingtang hurriedly led his subordinates into the palace to search, but he didn't dare to be too loud, and only said that it was stolen by the celebrant and supervisor.
The guards and internal officials acted separately, and in less than an hour, someone touched the Wutong Garden according to the blood stains on the palace road, and just found His Royal Highness King Chen's South China Xin who was injured in the palm.
When Ai Qing rushed into the main hall, he saw his grandmother coaxing him to wrap his hands for King Chen, and asked him where he got the wound.
Obviously, the Wutong Garden, which has always been quiet and uninhabited, suddenly broke into a large number of Dongchang guards and celebrant supervisors in the big night, and Mama knew that this fool must have caused trouble outside again.
Ai Qing frowned, watching Mama busy on the side, her face darkened unconsciously, her left fist slammed into her right palm, and sighed bitterly:
"Hey! We chased after it for a long time, but we were tricked by that person again. β
"Don't worry, let's find clues."
The crowd parted, and Leng Qingtang walked over as he spoke.
"Overseer."
Ai Qing saluted, Leng Qingtang waved his hand and said:
"Just now, Ben Du took someone to look at it, and found that the blood stains in the rockery of the Imperial Garden overlapped too suspiciously, and I found something there......
At this moment, a dark guard stepped forward, holding a blood-stained crossbow arrow in both hands.
Ai Qing took it, and his eyes immediately lit up:
"That's right, it was a weapon that hurt him, so ......"
He suddenly understood something, and looked up at the Overseer in amazement.
Since that guy ran into the imperial garden with a crossbow arrow in his body to draw the arrow to heal his wounds, how could there be blood coming out after that?
Leng Qingtang nodded:
"It is very likely that King Chen was deliberately stabbed by that man, and we were disturbed by blood stains, so I will know if I went to ask him."
Leng Qingtang walked in front of King Chen in a few steps, and saw that he was sitting on the chair and still crying and shouting that his hands hurt, so he bowed down and squinted and smiled, and coaxed in a soft voice:
"His Royal Highness King Chen, be well-behaved, I told you last time, don't run out of Wutong Garden. Where did you go tonight and make your little hands like this? β
King Chen stopped his sorrowful voice, sniffed, and then pouted his mouth:
"I don't tell you, I don't tell you."
Leng Qingtang smiled very well, and said in a mysterious voice in a low voice:
"You tell me, I'll take you to the dining room to get some good food."
When King Chen heard this, he grabbed Leng Qingtang's robe with both hands and kept making noise:
"Delicious, delicious, give me a delicious ......"
"Then tell me first, how did your hand hurt?"
"Pierced by a tree in the garden."
King Chen did not hesitate to say the "truth", and then there was a burst of grievances, and "wow" cried.
Leng Qingtang's eyes were stunned, and he only said:
"Okay, okay, let's not be afraid, King Chen is the most brave, obedient and sleep after a while, tomorrow's little hands won't hurt."
He patted King Chen's back, raised his eyebrows and looked sideways with Yan coaxing, and his speculative eyes stretched out to the depths of the palace outside the main hall.
Should we believe the words of Hua Nanxin?
In the vicinity of the rockeries in the Imperial Garden, there are a few tree branches covered with spikes.
wanted to come to King Chen to play, and the palace people in Wutong Garden were negligent in taking care of him, so he was told to run around when it was dark.
He accidentally bumped into the citrus aurantium and was pierced in his hand, which is also reasonable.
After thinking about it, King Chen was a fool and definitely didn't know how to be coerced. If he was really injured by that hateful masked man, he would have been scared a long time ago, so why bother to eat snacks noisily?
But he hurt his hand, and it was at this time......
All in all, tonight the East Factory returned empty-handed. Thinking about it, Leng Qingtang couldn't help but feel frustrated.
He cowardly instructed the celebrant to take King Chen to the Tai Hospital to see the wound of the Tai Doctor, and then go to the dining room to pick up some snacks to eat.
Then waved his hand to close the team, Leng Qingtang and a group of people walked outside the hall.
None of them noticed that King Chen on the chair hung his head silently, his facial features above the wings of his nose were submerged in the faint shadows, and his lips exposed to the warm orange candlelight were slightly curled at this moment, like a sly arc of a smile.
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After leaving the Imperial Garden, Gu Yunxi carefully dodged the ranks of Dongchang and the forbidden army all the way, and hurried back to Chuxiu Palace.
Lan Xin was walking anxiously in the ear room, and when she heard the movement, she turned around and looked at the door, and saw Gu Yunxi open the door and slip in.
"Oh my God, where did you go? I've been back for most of the day and I haven't seen you! β
Lan Xin was full of excitement, came over and hugged Gu Yunxi, and nagged:
"It's been stolen from the palace, if you don't come back to Chuxiu Palace, you're going to have the key, and I'm in a hurry. Hey, what's wrong with you? β
The candles in the room crackled, and the falling shredded light illuminated Gu Yunxi's mud-stained dress and depressed complexion.
"Oh my God! What's wrong with you? β
Lan Xin carefully looked at Gu Yunxi from head to toe, and found that her clothes were loose, and exclaimed angrily:
"YouβYou've been robbed by bad guys! Tell me who did it, and I'll let Brother Fan call you back!" β
Gu Yunxi shook his head with a smile, his eyes were shining, like fog and water.
She walked towards her bed with heavy steps. Just two steps, the five internal abnormalities seemed to explode, and the whole person then softened to the ground.
"Twilight? Twilight, what's wrong with you! β
Lan Xin was dumbfounded for a moment, and then rushed over.
She didn't know that Gu Yunxi was addicted to Han Fusan's medicine, and when she saw that she was convulsed all over her body, her facial features were hideous, and she thought it was some kind of dark disease, and she couldn't help but sweat all over her body.
"Twilight, you wait, I'll go find the medical officer."
Lan Xin's face was pale and she was about to get up, Gu Yunxi stopped her tremblingly, endured the irrepressible pain on Zhou's body, and said in a prostration:
"Quick...... My Medicine...... In the bedside wooden box...... Help me ......"
Lan Xin went straight to Gu Yunxi's bedside without saying a word, rummaged through the cabinets for a while, and only saw a delicate rouge box under a stack of clothes.
Lan Xin burst into tears in an instant, and was so anxious that she stomped her feet:
"Twilight, what should I do? I didn't find the vial you mentioned! β
"That rouge box!"
Gu Yunxi bared his teeth and roared sullenly, turned over and lay on his back on the ground, snot and tears flowed violently.
When the drug addiction hits, she has to suffer under the unusual pain.
The pain was like thousands of ants biting her, eating away at the flesh and skin of her whole body and then gnawing at her bones.
If it weren't for someone, she would really be unable to bear it and wouldn't be able to survive.
Lan Xin picked up the rouge box and ran back, grabbed Gu Yunxi's spasmodic hand, stuffed the rouge box into the cold and lukewarm palm, stared at his friend in panic, opened the lid of the box, twitched and stuffed the brown balm dipped in a finger, narrowed his cloudy eyes, and sucked his greedy finger for a long time.
That inextricable and desperate momentum can be regarded as over.
"Twilight Snow...... Twilight, are you okay? β
Seeing that the girl's face on the ground was gradually improving, Lan Xin wiped the sweat from her sideburns and asked tentatively.
"It's all right...... Can you help me up? β
Gu Yunxi's eyes were dark, and he muttered weakly.
Lan Xin nodded and did as she was told.
Gu Yunxi got up sweatily and put away the rouge box properly.
Lan Xin helped her friend to sit down in front of the bed, squatted down and looked up at her pale and dry skin and dark green eyes, and was very distressed:
"Twilight snow, just ...... What's wrong with you? β
Gu Yunxi squirmed his dry lips and said with a desolate expression:
"Can you keep it a secret for me? I have been in poor health since I was a child, and I have a dark disease. As a woman, you can't inherit the jade carving skills of the Tu family. In order to make a living, I had to hide my illness and enter the palace. I put the medicine into an ointment and put it in a rouge box, and I took it on time to hide it from the tribute court. β
"Oh......"
Lan Xin nodded as if she didn't understand, Gu Yunxi grabbed her when she saw this, and begged urgently:
"Promise me, don't talk about me even to your big brother Fan."
This time it was an emergency, and it was impossible to hide it from Lan Xin. I helped her anyway, so she bet on Lanxin's kindness.
As a last resort, Gu Yunxi would never want to kill someone.
Lan Xin's expression was determined, and she backhanded Gu Yunxi's hand tightly, warming her heart with her body temperature.
"Twilight, we're good sisters. Lan Xin, I am definitely not a person who will take revenge. Everyone is suffering in the palace, so they should take care of each other. Don't worry, I'll take care of you from now on. β
"Thank you."
Gu Yunxi's heart warmed, and the sour nose stirred twice.
Lan Xin's heartfelt words reminded her of some people for a while.
Once, Lord Leng and Imperial Physician Jiang took great pains to help her cure the chronic disease of "seeing blood and fainting", so that she could finally get rid of the medicine jar and live freely. Now, she has repeated the mistake of the past and is once again on medicine......
Thinking of her ugly and humble appearance every time she was addicted, she felt that she was not angry, even if many obstacles had disappeared in the future, what face would she have to stand in front of Lord Leng Overseer, and say to him herself:
I'm Gu Yunxi, your girl!
What's more, she had just learned a big secret, and the connection between her and Pei Ruis and Lord Leng was actually ...... So embarrassing!
Can't go back...... I can't go back to the past.
The more Gu Yunxi thought about it, the more sad he became, and a few strings of tears fell from time to time. Seeing this, Lan Xin only said that she was sad about her dark illness, so she silently accompanied her and raised her hand to wipe it for her.
The door slammed, and Cui Qiao entered the house.
She is Gong E, who is serving in the side hall, the niece of Liao Zhangshi in the small kitchen, and lives in the same room with Gu Yunxi, Lan Xin and Yunmei, who cleans the clean room.
"Yo, what are you two doing here?"
Cui Qiao looked at the two of them and said indifferently.
She was not bad to Gu Yunxi before, but since Gu Yunxi was a noble in front of a "Crisp Mountain" concubine, this Nizi's attitude towards her has obviously become much colder.
Lan stood up angrily, and crossed her hands on her waist to Cui Qiao:
"What? It's sad to be homesick, it's not possible! β
"Cut! It's only been a few days since I entered the palace......"
Cui Qiao rolled her eyes at Gu Yunxi with disdain, and staggered to her bed.
After a pause, a pair of apricot eyes stared directly at Gu Yunxi:
"She, where did she go? Why is it covered in mud? β
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