Here, only she Zhao Qiujin dared to do this, Leng Lingzhe was neither angry nor annoyed, he laughed briefly for a while, and then hugged the person horizontally.

But because of this, I happened to see the faint red mark on Zhao Qiujin's neck, and his brows furrowed.

"Did the minion not bring the ointment? Aifei, why is your neck still like this? ”

It's okay if he doesn't say this, but when he talks about this, Zhao Qiujin feels distressed.

The materials used in that ointment must have been extraordinary, and they would be of great help to the wound, so she could use it in a place that was not a wound.

It's distressing to think about!

Pushed Leng Lingzhe, and said angrily, "You're embarrassed to say it!" Such a precious ointment, you actually rubbed it for me, isn't it overkill! ”

"I'm doing this for your own good, and no ointment can be precious to you!"

Leng Lingzhe looked bitter, and gently put Zhao Qiujin on the bed, and his brows furrowed again.

"Why don't you let Huan'er put a soft futon on you? It's a cold day, so what if you accidentally catch the wind chill again? ”

"Why do you have so many things, I know my own affairs."

Although he said so, Zhao Qiujin was still sweet and greasy in his heart, and reached out and took out the ointment under the pillow.

"Now, take it back, it's so precious, I can't use it!"

Leng Lingzhe took it, but he didn't put it aside, but insisted on rubbing it on Zhao Qiujin.

Zhao Qiujin couldn't struggle, so she had to let him come, the cool ointment moisturized her skin, and her heart was also warm.

Because it was already late at night, Leng Lingzhe didn't do anything more, just hugged Zhao Qiujin and fell asleep.

By the time Zhao Qiujin woke up, Feng Lingyi was already dead, and the cup of Heding Red was poured down hard.

It's just that I don't know why, Feng Lingyi didn't die directly, but died of pain for six hours!

Hearing this, Zhao Qiujin was not surprised, how could the concubine let Feng Lingyi die so easily?

Her power in the palace has been destroyed by Feng Lingyi, and it is still an important part!

Feng Lingyi's death didn't roll over for long, and was quickly forgotten, after all, no matter how she was, she was just a Jieyu.

There are three thousand beauties in this harem, and there are more people who have died, where is there a Feng Jieyu for her?

However, Shangguan Qingyi was finally restored to the position of concubine, and the reason was because of the child in her belly, which is probably because the mother is more expensive than the child!

But the surprise came quickly, and the accident followed unhurriedly.

When Shangguan Qingyi was about to go to bed, he accidentally tripped up, fell, bleeded profusely, and the child was gone.

I heard that someone deliberately pushed her behind, but at that time, Shangguan Qingyi didn't pay attention to who pushed her.

It's just that she saw what the man was wearing, it was a palace maid.

Suddenly, the palace maids in the palace have begun to panic, for fear that if they are not careful, others will think that they have pushed down Concubine Li and killed the prince or princess who had no accident.

Shangguan Qingyi is also hostile to the palace maids because of this, if any palace maid accidentally makes a mistake, then she will lose a layer of skin if she doesn't die!

Therefore, the palace maids in Chonghua Palace are all miserable, dead and wounded.

And Shangguan Qingyi would find something to trouble with Zhao Qiujin from time to time, but Zhao Qiujin didn't plan to pay attention to her.

Because Leng Lingyi was injured in order to obtain a very important piece of information, although it was not life-threatening, it was also very serious!

Therefore, Leng Lingyi was called by Leng Lingzhe to the tunnel to recuperate.

Now he has a closer relationship with the ministers, and he has gradually taken over sovereignty from the Shangguan family party in the court.

And Zhao Qiujin was mainly responsible for taking care of Leng Lingyi, while dealing with Shangguan Qingyi quietly, making her relationship with the concubine more and more stiff.

Because it was done very secretively, the concubine still didn't notice anything wrong.

However, Shangguan Qingyi's father noticed it, but he couldn't say that there was anything wrong, he just thought that the concubine wanted to betray him, so he still paid a few more eyes to her.

"How are you? Is it better now? Zhao Qiujin held the copper basin and asked.

"Well, it's much better, thank you for taking care of me all the time, you must be tired, right?" Leng Lingyi's face was still very pale, but the corners of his mouth still pulled out a gentle and elegant smile.

Zhao Qiujin smiled, wrung out the hand towel, and handed it to him to wipe his face, but there was a strange look in his heart, "What's so troublesome?" I'm glad I could help! ”

"Besides, you were injured to help Leng Lingzhe get information, and it's only natural for me to take care of you!"

"What are you talking about? I've heard someone say the wrong thing! Leng Lingzhe walked in, smiled teasingly, and held the pair of jade hands.

"What did you hear again, really, more and more verbose, and they are about to become little old men!" Zhao Qiujin angrily withdrew his hand and glared at the person who was not very peaceful.

Because Leng Lingyi's injury was not light, Zhao Qiujin didn't dare to be careless, carefully dispensed and boiled the medicine, and watched him finish drinking.

Or Huan'er also learned how to boil medicine before it stopped.

"It's different, people are hurt! You're still able-bodied! Do you want to fight with others? Really, no love at all! ”

……

The two began to flirt and scold, but the sweetness was mixed with this person who did not belong here.

Leng Lingyi looked at the two of them with a gloomy gaze, but he didn't bother.

The days have passed like this, autumn has come, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived.

Judging from Leng Lingyi's recovery speed, he should be able to come out and move now.

But there was still an accident, Leng Lingyi's wound accidentally collapsed, and the Jia, which was originally not very thick, cracked.

Fortunately, it was handled properly, otherwise the wound would definitely be infected, pus, and then deteriorate, what is the reason for this, Zhao Qiujin naturally knows.

Leng Lingyi's injuries were still missing some medicinal herbs, and even Leng Lingzhe didn't have them in his hands.

Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace is rarely lively, and the atmosphere is mild.

There are also many people from other countries who come to pay tribute, all kinds of rare treasures, and Zhao Qiujin's eyes are about to fall into the ground.

At the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, the concubines dressed up to attend, thinking that they could dominate the crowd at the dinner, and the daughters of each family were also dressed up beautifully, looking forward to meeting their Langjun.

"How? Do you like it? Leng Lingyi smiled humbly and lowered his head a little embarrassed.