Tang Jingruo saw Song Yiyao's dejected appearance, and wanted to comfort him a few words, but it was just a small injury, so he didn't have to cry like that.

was carried away by Qin Jiang and a few people, and the words of comfort could not be spoken.

The imperial doctor hurriedly came to several, and it was Jinchuang ointment and internal medicine to clear blood and dispel blood stasis.

After drinking the medicine, Tang Jingruo fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it seemed like it was late at night.

There was a person lying on the side of the bed, not the one who cried like a cat during the day.

"Drink water?" Song Yiyao was in a daze, but when he saw Tang Jingruo awake, he asked.

Although his tone was the same as before, Tang Jingruo still sensed that he was angry.

His confused brain couldn't figure it out, why? He tugged at the sleeve of Song Yiyao's coat where he was going to pour water. With a confused look in his eyes, he said with certainty:

"You're angry."

The sleeves were already wide and wide, and he pulled them so hard that he almost took off Song Yiyao's coat.

"Little Marquis, are you awake?"

The old butler who was waiting outside pushed open the door and asked, and happened to bump into this scene. Only then did I remember that Lord Song was there. smiled, closed the door and retreated.

sighed silently in his heart, his own marquis really fell in love with the beautiful scenery and the gentle and jade-like Lord Song.

Song Yiyao silently recited three times in his heart, not caring about the patient. Pulled out the sleeve from Tang Jingruo's hand. Straighten up your coat.

"You're angry." Tang Jingruo repeated it again.

Before the words fell, he felt a cold little hand on his forehead, followed by Song Yiyao's enlarged little face.

It's so good-looking, it's good no matter how you look at it.

Tang Jingruo's confused head was intoxicated by Song Yiyao's appearance. The cheeks on both sides were even more red. It's not as cold as it used to be, but it's a little cute.

"It turned out to be a fever." The imperial doctor had already instructed that Tang Jingruo might have a fever at night. So the cooling stuff and medicine are ready.

Song Yiyao took his hand away and wanted to order someone to decoct the medicine.

Tang Jingruo was reluctant to give up the cold little hand, grabbed it, and put it on his forehead.

He wasn't very sane because of the fever. Song Yiyao couldn't deal with him either. I had to call someone to decoct the medicine and get water, and I was busy for most of the night, and the little marquis's body temperature dropped.

The next morning, Tang Jingruo woke up slowly.

He had a dream last night that Song Yiyao actually took care of him in his room. The dream was strange, but he was in a surprisingly good mood. When I wanted to get up, I suddenly felt that I was still holding something in my hand, soft, and when I looked sideways, it was a white and slender little hand, and there were blue and white bruises on my wrist and back of my hand because he had held it for too long.

Because you have often been scared by an unscrupulous person recently, Tang Jingruo suddenly remembered dozens of ghost stories in his heart, his hair stood up, he quickly let go, and sat up half-propped up before he saw Song Yiyao sitting on the ground lying on the edge of the bed. It wasn't a ghost, and it wasn't a dream.

What's the fuss in the morning? Song Yiyao was sleepy and fell asleep. His hand was thrown by him, and he was a little sober. He asked in a hoarse voice:

"Awake?"

"Hmm. What are you? ”

Song Yi couldn't open his eyes sleepily, and pulled Tang Jingruo:

"You get up."

Tang Jingruo got up in confusion and got out of bed.

Song Yiyao's eyes closed again, and as soon as he fell down, he went to play chess with Zhou Gong.

Both of them were absent from the early dynasty. On the contrary, it corroborates the claim that the injury is serious.

When Wen Futang was punished at that time, Li Xiangyi and his party fell into the well and looked for all kinds of evidence to pull him down.

Now that feng shui is taking turns, something happened to Li Xiang's family, and the three princes, the five princes and others are naturally happy to see it.

So Song Yiyao didn't have to go, he could foresee the result.

Above the court, it is rare to be lively. Because of this incident, everything else has been pushed back.

The civil servants were arguing. The generals also participated. Everyone is angry.

The handle and the same excuse have been sent to the door, and the three princes and the five princes are rarely on the same front.

You and I have a copy, and you have picked up all the things that Li Dian has done.

Li Xiang's angry hair was half white, and he looked very pitiful.

Li Dian had done so many angry things, Tang Shao's brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and his anger value had been accumulating, and he was about to reach the peak.

Li Xiang is the best at figuring out his thoughts, where he can't see the thoughts of His Majesty, and when he is in a hurry, he faints in the court.

After being pinched back by the ministers, Li Xiangfei said that he dreamed that the ancestor scolded him for teaching his son no way. He also said that his children were the debts of his parents in his previous life, and he was moved by what the old ministers who had children said, and then expressed his willingness to take out his gold medal for avoiding death, and begged Tang Shao to give him another chance.

The gold medal for avoiding death was a reward for Li Xiangzeng for saving the life of the first emperor.

Li Dian, a brainless gentleman, finally forced Li Xiang's biggest hole card out.

This result can be said to be very unexpected and gratifying.

However, the third prince and the fifth prince had a tacit understanding to pursue the victory, and although they were killed, Li Dian was finally sentenced to two years and hit 30 boards.

In the Mingyuan Marquis Mansion, Shen Mo came over the wall with gold sore medicine, and happened to bump into Tang Jingruo who was in the courtyard.

"Hello little marquis." Shen Mo greeted him calmly, without the slightest sense of guilt of secretly climbing over the wall and being caught by the owner.

"What are you doing with these things?" Tang Jingruo, who inexplicably felt that this scene was a little familiar, asked.

Shen Mo once again bowed respectfully, and sincerely thanked:

"Yesterday, Little Marquis, you were injured in order to save my family. Shen Mo thanked the little marquis here. Yesterday, my lord, he ran around trying to find the murderer, and then he has been guarding you. I'm afraid the wound on my leg has not been bandaged until now. So I brought the medicine and asked the adults to bandage the wound. By the way, what about my family? ”

Tang Jingruo glanced at his room,

"Give me something. I'm going to bandage him. ”

Seeing his eyes, Shen Mo also guessed the approximate, silently put the things on the stone table, and retired.

Song Yiyao woke up after sleeping for an hour.

Everything that comes into view is very unfamiliar. She was stunned for a moment before she remembered why she was here.

She sat up and lifted the covers to get out of bed.

It just so happened that Tang Jingruo pushed the door and came with gold sore medicine and gauze.

Song Yiyao hurriedly asked with concern:

"How does the little marquis feel about his injury? Does it still hurt? ”

Last night's little emotions have long been thrown to the country of Java.

Tang Jingruo, who remembered what he had done last night, had a complicated expression:

"It's okay for me to be injured, but it's you, Shen Mo said that the injury on your leg has not been bandaged."

Song Yiyao glanced at his calves and ankles, disapproving.

"It's just a small injury, and it will heal on its own in a while. Besides, you always have to make things bigger and leave some talking points. to be able to rectify that one. ”

Tang Jingruo's heart was filled with an indescribable feeling. He didn't want to see this man do this. In a fit of rage, he squatted down and grabbed his ankle directly.

"You, what are you doing!" Song Yiyao is also a girl no matter how she says it, she was grabbed by her ankle violently, it hurt and was ashamed, her cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and she wanted to hide backwards. The voice was also a little shrill because of the fright.

"I'm going to give you medicine, of course."

"No need."

Song Yiyao reached out to push him away. The trouser leg was directly torn open by someone. The wounded glow-white calf was exposed to the air. Both were stunned.

Song Yiyao was injured in his ankle and above his calf. Because she had been angry and worried about Tang Jingruo, she never cared, but vaguely felt a little pain.

Now that Tang Jingruo tore open his trouser legs, he saw the wound clearly for the first time. The inch-long wound had already been scarred, but there was a large bruise and swelling around it, and even the ankle was swollen like a steamed bun.

Tang Jingruo looked up at him, and the meaning in his angry eyes was obvious.

You don't want this leg anymore, do you?

"It wasn't that bad yesterday."

Song Yiyao weakly defended, she didn't feel much pain all the time. That's why I didn't take it seriously.

"Bear with me."

Tang Jingruo brought a basin of water and a towel and carefully wiped her wounds.

The towels and warm palms are mixed with the stinging pain from time to time, conveying a very magical touch, as if fermented in the heart, and the heartbeat accelerates uncontrollably.

Song Yiyao couldn't help but get tired of his toes, looking at his serious and focused expression, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his slender eyelashes, casting a fan-shaped shadow.

He treated her like the most precious treasure in the world, carefully medicating and bandaging her.

Handsome and elegant, eyes like stars. For the first time, Song Yiyao saw the heart of the cold-faced and poisonous little marquis.

He's a person as warm as the sun.

Regarding what happened yesterday, Song Yiyao had a lot of questions in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

Originally, he was angry and desperate, but what qualifications did he have to be angry, and it was a favor for others to save him, so how could he complain again. She hesitated for a long time before she said:

"Yesterday's incident, I caused you a burden. Thanks a lot. ”

Tang Jingruo regained his nature of being beaten with one mouth:

"Master Ben is now your bodyguard, and it is only natural to do these things."

In the afternoon, Song House

Shen Yuezhi presented two letters without saying a word. Qi Yu explained on the side:

"Lord Song, I have found out who the assassin in the palace is. Two correspondence letters were intercepted. ”

It's faster than expected, and it seems that the ability is good. Song Yiyao took the letter, flipped through it, and put it on the table next to him. Said: "Yes, you have worked hard. ”

Qi Yu looked at the letter tangledly.

"If you have any doubts, just ask."

"My lord doesn't seem surprised, why is Yue Zhaoyi Nantian's fine work?"

Yue Zhaoyi, a native of the Imperial City, has both parents. It turned out to be Nantian's fine work.

"Yue Zhaoyi has been in the palace for five years, except for the first two years after meeting her family, she has avoided family meetings under the pretext of illness for three consecutive years. What do you think could be the reason? ”

Qi Yu covered his mouth that almost exclaimed in surprise and lowered his voice, "You mean, Yue Zhaoyi is no longer Yue Zhaoyi?" ”

Song Yiyao nodded and acquiesced to his statement.

Nan Tianlai's fine work played a game in the palace to steal beams and change pillars, impostor. It's hard, but once it's successful, no one will doubt it.

"Yue Zhaoyi is a well-known beauty, and there is a great possibility that she will be exposed. Three years, such a long time, how can she hide so well? ”

Qi Yu still has doubts in his heart, he is a case idiot, and every time he encounters a point that he doesn't understand, he has to think about it day and night.

"If you check, you will find that Yue Zhaoyi has been sick one after another and has not appeared in front of everyone for a long time. If you don't go out of the door, you won't be able to participate in banquets on weekdays. His Majesty will not go to her, An An will stay in the harem alive. Naturally, it will not attract attention. ”

Song Yiyao did not mean to blame in his words. But after listening to his words, Qi Yu suddenly realized that he couldn't help but blame himself.

The investigation should be more comprehensive, after all, many times the missing areas are likely to be the key.