Chapter Thirty-Seven: Such a Great Gift

After Luo Xiaoran told Mu Xian about this allusion, Mu Xian smiled and rolled on the mat with his stomach in his hands, and Murong Jue and his party saw such a scene as soon as they entered Weiyang Palace.

Luo Xiaoran took off his embroidered shoes, straightened his legs and sat under the mat under the porch, leaning forward and back with a smile, and Mu Xian, who was rolling on the mat, seemed to say something again, and laughed more and more cheerfully.

In front of the Weiyang Palace of the Son of Heaven, in front of the Son of Heaven, there was a palace maid who dared to be so presumptuous.

Murong Jue, who was walking in front, had a cold face and didn't say a word about it, and the people who followed behind were even more arrogant. Fang Cai was completely scolded in the imperial study, and if he spoke again at this time, wouldn't he put his head up and scolded the emperor.

The woman's laughter burst into bursts, like a cool breeze blowing on the sweltering afternoon.

And for the people who followed behind Murong Du, they only felt that the temperature around them was even lower.

Mu Xian found Murong Jue first, and quickly got up from the mat, and saluted with a dignified posture: "Brother Huang." And as soon as Luo Xiaoran saw Murong Jue, and then looked at the group of people who followed Wu Yang behind him, it was over, it was over.

In a hurry, when she got up from the mat, she stepped on her skirt on tiptoe, and the whole person threw herself directly to the ground, so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it.

I heard Murong Jue snort coldly: "Your etiquette is really great. ”

Luo Xiaoran just pretended not to hear it, and stuck his face to the ground, his exposed ears were red.

After the group walked in, Mu Xian stepped forward to help Luo Xiaoran get up, and said with a smile: "Niangniang, you didn't see the faces of the people behind, it's so interesting." ”

Luo Xiaoran raised his hand and landed a hairy chestnut on his head, "Dead boy, I see that your face is not much different from theirs!" ”

"Nothing." Mu Xian covered his head and looked aggrieved, "Auntie should be anxious about me, I will come to see Niangniang tomorrow." ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

Luo Xiaoran drove him away in a huff and cleaned up the mess under the corridor. Yin Xiu instructed her to prepare tea, Luo Xiaoran rushed away some tea casually, and casually pulled an inner supervisor to send it in, he didn't dare to go in at this time.

At dinner time, the gang left.

Luo Xiaoran stood under the porch and saw the person who walked at the end - there was a sad face, and many people stepped forward to comfort him a few words, and then dispersed.

It should be Lu Kui, his son Lu Changqing, that's right.

According to this situation, it should be at the expense of Lu Kui to protect Lu Changqing.

I thought that this matter was over, but before Lu Changqing left the palace, Yin Xiu came to inform Tong Xie that he knelt outside the palace gate, shouting, 'Kill to pay for your life!' ’

Murong never sentenced Lu Kui to death?

Since Tong Xie dared to kneel outside the palace gate and say such words as 'killing people pay for their lives', there is no guarantee that Tong Xie will incite the people in order to vent his anger......

Compared to Luo Xiaoran's surprise, Murong Jue's reaction was more like expected.

Luo Xiaoran glanced back and forth between Yin Xiu and Murong Duel a few times, but still couldn't guess what they were doing.

Lu Kui's death sentence decision had not yet come down, and the next day, Murong Jue picked up Tong Xie in the court, and said helplessly that there was no physical evidence for this, so how could I execute a court official?

Tong Xie was speechless.

Lu Kui's adultery with a woman is an ironclad fact, but it is true, Lu Kui only killed one woman, for a court official, this matter alone is not enough to cause death, at most it is exiled to the frontier, not to mention that now the whole country is in mourning, it is not suitable to kill people and see blood.

Tong Xie accused Lu Kui of being a murderer, and on the other hand, he searched for human and material evidence, and this matter dragged on for four or five days in the hot summer, so not so many people paid attention to it.

In mid-August, the weather gets hotter and hotter.

The gossip in the palace gradually dispersed.

There is another important event this month, the King of You has been assigned out of the capital, and the palace is becoming more and more empty.

The Queen Mother continued to be 'locked in' Yong'an Palace, and Luo Xiaoran also continued to stay in Weiyang Palace as her Luo Xiaoran palace maid.

Recently, Murong Yu of Chuxiu Palace has become more and more diligent.

The first emperor died, and the new emperor should have kept filial piety for three years, but the ancients were still very reasonable, and the emperor's three years can be converted into three months, that is, you can spoil the harem after three months.

At present, there is a serious master in the harem, Mrs. Murong, so she began to keep brushing her recognition in Weiyang Palace. Twice a day, more punctual than an alarm clock.

In the midst of this calm day, Luo Xiaoran's, oh no, it should be said that Su Qingce's menstrual affair is coming. Luo Xiaoran didn't have the habit of menstrual cramps, and Su Qingce didn't have a body, but in those days, as soon as he acted violently, he was surging and surging.

Ancient menstrual belts are naturally not as easy to use as modern ones, and in the past few days, Luo Xiaoran has been taking the steps of slender willows, not causing trouble, making tea seriously, and even Yin Xiu looked at her with strange eyes.

However, the weather was really hot, and it happened that Murong Yuliu sent another chilled mung bean lotus seed soup, Luo Xiaoran couldn't help but eat two cups at once, and it was wrong at night.

Murong Jue used to read a few pages of a book before going to bed, and Luo Xiaoran would sometimes stand behind him and play a fan, and sometimes lean on the corner to tease the nine-tailed red fox. This night, her lips were a little pale, and she pressed one hand on her lower abdomen, and the bouts of colic made her almost unsteady.

She forced herself not to make a sound, and kept pouring warm water on herself.

There was only one lamp on the tea table in the bedroom, and she stood far away, and Murong Jue didn't notice her strangeness.

After Murong decided to rest, she turned off the lights, and was finally able to sit on the Taishi chair, at this time she was already in pain, and the sweat on her forehead was like rain, and she only blamed herself for being too greedy.

I thought I could get through it, but the colic was getting worse and worse, and the pain made her chest churn with nausea, and she didn't eat anything at night, dizziness and dizziness hit at the same time, lying on the tea table and gasping in pain.

Luo Xiaoran finally couldn't help it, and tried to stand up and wanted to go back to her room, but before she could move, someone helped her up first.

Luo Xiaoran's state was really not very good, when Murong Jue picked her up, her forehead was full of sweat in pain, and her body was wet with sweat, she bit her lip in pain, almost biting her lip.

After putting her on the bed, Murong Jue strode to the window and stretched out his hand to push it open: "Someone, pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

The inner prisoner who was guarding the porch jumped up from the ground, "Yes...... Be! Minions, that's what to do! He stumbled out of Weiyang Palace in the dark.

Waiting for the imperial doctor to come, he saw a woman lying on the emperor's bed, although he couldn't see the woman's face clearly when he lowered the curtain, his goatee trembled, and there was already a contest in his heart.

"Doctor, what's going on?"

The imperial doctor withdrew the hand that was holding the pulse from Luo Xiaoran's wrist, stood up and bowed back, "The girl's body is fine, it's just that she eats too much cold things with her mouth, so pay more attention in the future." ”

The imperial physician went with an inner supervisor to decoction the medicine.