In Kunning Palace, Yuxi had just prepared the decoction when he saw Qi Yu hurrying in with Zhou Huan in his arms.

"The slave and maid ask the emperor for peace, and the emperor is blessed with gold."

Qi Yu didn't say anything, he just hurriedly stepped into the bed (diàn) with Zhou Huan in his arms, and put the thin person in his arms on the couch.

Immediately after, Lumei also led the imperial doctor over.

"Weichen asked the emperor to ......"

"Excuse me, come and see the queen." Qi Yu irritably interrupted the Imperial Doctor's trembling action of preparing to kneel, and took a step back to give up his position.

"It's too much trouble." Lu Mei nodded at the Imperial Doctor, this person happened to be a person who had been trained in the Imperial Hospital recently, and he must not be able to talk nonsense.

The imperial doctor hurriedly went over to check the pulse of the unconscious person, and Qi Yu kept pursing his lips and standing beside him.

Zhou Huan on the couch closed her eyes tightly, she seemed to be very uncomfortable, her eyebrows had been wrinkled tightly, but her face was also pale.

"Weichen is terrified, I don't know if the queen mother has the rest of the external injuries." The Imperial Physician spoke cautiously.

For the first time, Qi Yu's mind suddenly thought of the wound on Zhou Huan's wrist, as well as the dispute between the two when he accidentally grabbed her wound.

How could he have forgotten that every rì on her arm was bleeding for herself.

The scene was weird for a while, and Lumei didn't know that Qi Yu knew about it, so she hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Yuxi shook his head with a big grin, "Did the imperial doctor diagnose it wrong, Niangniang (shēn) is weaker, but she ......"

"You're taking care of it." Qi Yu spoke suddenly, then flicked his sleeves and left without looking back.

This woman, if she hadn't discovered the wound on her wrist by herself, or if she hadn't been angry, I'm afraid she would never have admitted it.

Why is she so strong, why is she so fond of being alone with everything (qíng).

Qi Yu thought about it, and unconsciously his brows were tightly furrowed together.

He stopped, raised his hand, and a black-clothed chasing wind immediately appeared behind Qi Yu's (shēn).

"Chase the wind, let's secretly investigate what happened this time (qíng)."

In Yanxi Palace, Qin Luoyu's pear blossom and rainy face almost confused all of his (qíng) threads, and she (xìng) was soft and inevitably bullied.

Once he thought of Qin Luoyu, Qi Yu's deep worries couldn't be stopped, so he even changed the direction with the steps under his feet.

In Yanxi Palace, Qin Luoyu learned the news that Qi Yu was rushing to his side, so he carefully prepared a surprise.

She curled up on the couch (chuáng) with a quilt, closed all the doors and windows in the room, and lit many candles in the room, and for a time the room was completely bright.

"Your Majesty—"

Seeing Qi Yu push open the door, Qin Luoyu on the couch immediately turned over (shēn) and threw himself into Qi Yu's arms while crying.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are so scared, the concubines are afraid that they will never see the emperor again." Qin Luoyu snuggled in Qi Yu's arms, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.

Qi Yu sighed, pushed the woman who was clinging to him away from his arms, and then leaned down (shēn) and hugged Qin Luoyu in his arms.

"It's cold on the ground, why did you forget your shoes."

Qin Luoyu raised her eyes timidly, and her eyes, which were already containing (qíng) veins, were even more embarrassed by her little daughter's (jiāo).

At this moment, she hugged Qi Yu's waist tightly, raised her head slightly, revealing her slender neck, as well as her collarbone under the collar, and a large area of white skin.

"Your Majesty, today (rì) escaped death, the only thing the concubines are worried about is that there are no concubines, who will take care of the emperor."

Qi Yu put the woman in his arms on the couch, and before he could react, Qin Luoyu immediately knelt on the couch and hugged Qi Yu.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are afraid, are you okay with the concubines?"

She raised her head, relying on her stunning appearance, thinking that she had put on a good pose, and then looked at Qi Yu with a vein (qíng).

Since Qi Yu lost his memory, although Qi Yu was very good to him, Qi Yu had never touched himself, Qin Luoyu felt that it was not a good thing to go on like this (qíng), so he had to take the initiative.

The soft and boneless arm wrapped around Qi Yu's waist, she slowly approached Qi Yu, and then took the initiative to meet Qi Yu's lips and kissed him deeply and shallowly.

Maybe the fragrance on the woman (shēn) was too unique, or the original Qi Yu didn't care about these things, or maybe it was because of the inner **, in the end, he responded to the kiss.

"Your Majesty."

Qin Luoyu was pleasantly surprised in her heart, she didn't expect that at the critical time, Qi Yu actually didn't push herself away.

As a result, she worked harder, Qi Yu felt Qin Luoyu's (rè) (qíng), bowed down (shēn) and closed her eyes to enjoy it.

But the moment he closed his eyes, Qi Yu's mind suddenly flashed the picture of Zhou Huan fainting in front of him when he had just woken up, and her disappointed and stubborn eyes looking at him.

Although he couldn't say why, at the critical moment, Qi Yu still stopped his movements, he let go of the palm that was holding Qin Luoyu tightly, and also turned (shēn) and lay aside.

"You just experienced life and death today, I will accompany you to rest." He didn't say anything more, and raised his hand to hold Qin Luoyu in his arms.

Qin Luoyu was unwilling, but when she wanted to tease something again, Qi Yu pursed her lips and sighed, and kissed Qin Luoyu's forehead.

"朕今 (rì) is tired, let's sleep."

The meaning of refusal was obvious, although Qin Luoyu didn't understand what Qi Yu was thinking in her heart, she still clearly understood that she was being poured a bucket of cold water from beginning to end.

"It's the concubine who is not sensible." Qin Luoyu bit his lower lip tightly, not letting the sound of crying fall into Qi Yu's ears.

After saying it for a long time, she didn't hear Qi Yu's reassurance, and looked up in wonder, only to find that Qi Yu had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Luoyu closed his eyes groggily, but Qi Yu on the side suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked at the sleeping woman in his arms.

The peaceful sleeping face finally made Qi Yu's heart feel a little more comfortable.

……

……

Early the next morning, before dawn, Zhou Huan had already opened his eyes.

"Woke up?" It was Lumei who spoke, and the medicine bowl in her hand was just boiled.

"The slave thought that Niangniang was about to wake up, so she went to (rè) the decoction to come."

Lumei looked at Zhou Huan with a smile, as if she had completely forgotten what happened yesterday (rì).

"Okay." Zhou Huan nodded, but found that his voice was a little hoarse at the beginning of speaking.

Maybe it was because she had slept for too long and hadn't drunk water, she thought.

was about to raise his hand to take the medicine bowl, but Yuxi, who came from there, immediately stopped Zhou Huan's movements, "Niangniang has an injury on her wrist, the slave maid will feed Niangniang." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Huan looked at Lumei.

Lumei immediately knelt on the ground, "Niangniang, yesterday (rì) you suddenly fainted, and the imperial doctor didn't know Niangniang's (shēn) son, so ......"

"Okay, this palace didn't say that I would punish you for your crimes." Zhou Huan smiled helplessly, then sighed and looked at Lumei and said, "Lumei, prepare something to eat for this palace, this palace is hungry." ”

After Lumei left, Yuxi lowered her head and continued to feed Zhou Huan medicine.

Zhou Huan drank it one by one, but the tears in Yuxi's eyes suddenly couldn't stop, and the bean-sized tears dripped down one after another.

"Yuxi, this palace didn't mean to hide it from you, just because of ......"

Zhou Huan originally wanted to explain, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't have any good words, so he had to give up in the end.

What should she say?

said that she knew that Qi Yu had amnesia and knew that he would take the trouble to hurt herself, but she was still willing to be hurt.

"Queen Mother, slaves and maids all understand, Niangniang doesn't need to be in danger." Yuxi raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Huan quietly in a pair of watery eyes.

"The slave maid just feels sorry for the mother, and the slave maid doesn't know when such a (rì) son is a head."

Yuxi's voice was tinged with sadness, but she seemed to have matured a lot, even at this time, she didn't have the slightest hurry, she just calmly told Zhou Huan a fact.

The matter of the antidote (qíng) is not sure if it will exist at all, and between Zhou Huan and Qi Yu, such mutual harm and temptation, I don't know when it will end.

"But Yuxi, this palace can't give up the emperor, because the emperor in the womb of this palace won't give up his father."

Zhou Huan knew that she was not alone now, Qi Yu was not only her husband, but also the father of her children.

"The slave and maid understand."

Yuxi put away the medicine bowl that had just been fed to Zhou Huan, and then thought of something and said: "No matter what the queen does, the slave will definitely protect the mother according to the master's original order." ”

"Okay, with you, nothing will happen to this palace."

Zhou Huan smiled, with a hint of sadness in the smile in his eyebrows.

"Then the slave maid will take a look, is the medicine for the emperor ......" Lumei's voice choked slightly, but for the emperor's (shēn) son, she knew that this was something that had to be done (qíng).

At the same time, Qi Yu on the other side was upset after getting off the court, and he couldn't concentrate on watching the twists and turns.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Zhao said that he had something to give back to the emperor."

The little eunuch lowered his head and cautiously spoke to Qi Yu. Then, Qi Yu looked outside suspiciously, and sure enough, it was an imperial doctor in a blue court robe.

"Weichen to the emperor to say goodbye, long live the emperor, long live long live." The imperial doctor knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed respectfully to Qi Yu.

"Something?"

The imperial physician hung his head, "The emperor said yesterday (rì) that he wanted Weichen (rì) (rì) to report the illness (qíng) of the mother of Yanxi Palace." ”

Yesterday (rì), Qi Yu seemed to have said something like this, and at that time he saw Qin Luoyu lying on the sickbed, with his eyes closed, looking weak, so he said something like that.

"Then Concubine Qin is better today?" Qi Yu spoke lazily, sounding a little perfunctory.