Carrying Su Xi on his back, he walked straight to the dormitory, and when he arrived next to the soft collapse, the man stopped.

After a second's pause, he carried her on his back and walked towards his dragon bed.

Place the person on the bed, pull it over the quilt, and move gently and carefully.

His deep eyes stared at the sleeping man, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his smile was shallow, and there was a rare gentleness between his eyebrows.

Sticking out his bony fingers, his fingertips about to touch her face, he hesitated and retracted it.

With his hands hanging over his cuffs, he stood on the bed for a moment, then turned and went to the shower room to bathe.

Su Xi on the bed slept very deeply, turned over, hugged the corner of the soft brocade quilt, and ate intoxicated in the sweet food dream.

The night is not dry and the breeze is just right, and there is calm in Qingle Palace.

After Ling Juncheng bathed and changed clothes, Zhang Deming crept in.

He hurriedly rushed back after taking Yuan Shen with the ointment.

"Your Majesty, the servant has already asked the housekeeper to secretly look at the account book of the concubine Niangniang, and there were originally more than 4,000 silver cars in the account, but now there are only ten cents left."

He whispered.

Hearing this, the man lazily raised his eyelids and stopped arranging his clothes.

"Where's the silver?"

Zhang Deming swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "All of them are used to buy precious medicinal materials." ”

The center of his eyebrows was abrupt, and Ling Juncheng turned his head to look at Zhang Deming: "That's right? ”

Zhang Deming nodded affirmatively: "Every word on the account book has counted the strokes, and it is really true, and there is absolutely no eyesight." ”

The air fell silent, and the man pondered.

Four thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, and she took such a large amount of silver to buy medicine.....

Could it be that she is sick?

During this period of time, I felt that she was getting more and more strange, and her temperament became trance-like not the same as herself.

Perhaps, she really had some disease, but she just kept it a secret.

No wonder she tried everything she could to cheat me out of money.

It turned out that she was going to heal the disease......

All she bought were precious medicinal herbs, and this disease must be difficult to cure, and she had to burn a lot of silver.

Inexplicable ....... I thought she would be sick like this.

As soon as the thought came to him, he shook his head to keep himself awake.

If she didn't return to the original Su Xi, how could he cooperate with the Yongshou Palace to sing a good show?

Thinking of this, he said to Zhang Deming: "Zhang Deming, go and get another 10,000 taels of silver." ”

Zhang Deming opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, I only took 10,000 taels yesterday, why do you want it again today?" ”

"10,000 taels is not enough for the concubine to buy medicine." The man blurted out.

Zhang Deming swallowed his saliva again: "Your Majesty, Mu Yang has almost recovered, and the concubine Niangniang doesn't need to buy medicine for the time being." ”

Ling Juncheng turned his head to look at Zhang Deming, and his face sank suddenly: "She bought medicine and gave it to Mu Yang?" ”

My mind barely turned.

"The emperor fined Mu Yang for the one hundred and fifty boards, which almost made Mu Yang's lower body fail, but fortunately, the concubine Niangniang found Dr. Liu for treatment in time, and she is recovering well."

After Zhang Deming finished speaking, he silently pressed his waist very low, almost touching the ground.

Long live the Lord's face changed again... It's scary.

The air fell silent, and the man's brow locked deeply.

He turned and walked out the door, leaving Zhang Deming standing in place, his shoulders trembling.

Ling Juncheng, who came out of the bathing room, did not immediately return to the dormitory, but went to the backyard.

Pushing open the door of the room around the corner, he stood in the doorway, his long body covering the cold moonlight that sprinkled on the doorway.