On the way back to Zhongcui Palace, Zhao Xueji happened to meet Yi Shu who came back from Lizheng Palace.

"What's the matter, in a hurry?"

Although Yi Shu was just dissatisfied because the emperor didn't know how to care about his body, but instead took out the things he was hurt and told her as a joke, he had calmed down his emotions when he left the palace, and let reason prevail again, and he was even more gentle in the face of the optimistic Zhao Xueji.

Zhao Xueji knew that Yi Shu had been accompanying the emperor to recuperate from his injuries in the past few days, thinking that the lady of the main seat in her palace had already known that His Majesty would come today, she looked at her hurried appearance, and couldn't help but feel timid, and knelt down in front of Yi Shu to explain.

"Mrs. De, the concubine didn't know that His Majesty would come to the harem in the next few days, so she secretly went to Tong Baolin to play chess, and she missed the time for a while, and she only knew about it when she heard the summons of Chief Manager Su, so she hurriedly returned to the palace to prepare to meet Your Majesty."

Yingchun kept kowtowing after Zhao Xueji knelt down: "It's the slave maid who failed to take care of the talent, it's the slave's fault, the slave forgot to hold the Qin's sister's instructions, blame the slave maid for not being able to welcome the talent back to the palace earlier, it's the slave's fault, I implore Mrs. De not to worry about the talent." ”

There was a "thump" sound on his forehead on the pebble-paved ground, and the red blood had already dripped down the wound and soaked into the cracks in the stones.

Yi Shu was in the imperial garden for a while just now, and when Mr. Su went out to pass the word, he was even more careful to avoid Yi Shu, who might punish him for this matter, which caused her to know that the emperor was going to favor Zhao Xueji when she was about to walk to the gate of Zhongcui Palace.

I didn't expect that His Majesty, who was still screaming in pain just now, would be able to live after he left, and he didn't expect that he was usually stupid, but now he could come up with such a way to give himself a dismount.

The nameless fire in Yi Shu's heart is rarely hooked, but he is smart enough for himself, if he has half of the current wit for Qing Zhaoyi, he will not not be able to eat for three years.

"Since you know that Your Majesty will be coming later, what time are you wasting here?" Yi Shu looked at the pair of tear-eyed master and servant condescendingly: "If you want Your Majesty to pity, you have to dress up and cry better." ”

"Thanks, husband—"

Zhao Xueji was about to kowtow to thank her, but a strange and familiar male voice came from behind her: "Slow." ”

Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

Li Siyuan, who was wandering leisurely all the way, was talking to Changfang, and under Changfang's hints, intentionally or unintentionally, he probably felt that there was something wrong with him going to Guanghua Palace, but this sign had just emerged, and he saw the master and servant who were kneeling on the ground and didn't even dare to wipe their tears.

It's common for maids to kowtow frantically - few palace maids who want to be punished don't beg for mercy like this, but this Zhao Xueji is obviously Yi Shu's own want to go, why don't you like it suddenly?

It shouldn't be wrong to help your concubine get ahead, Li Siyuan, who was hiding behind the bushes, straightened up his clothes and strode forward, feeling upright: "Slow!" ”

He stepped forward and stopped beside Zhao Xueji, and looked at Yi Shu, who was staring at him: "Xiao Shu..."

Li Siyuan felt quite good about himself, and he was ready to persuade Yi Shu, who was "bullying the weak", but before he could say it, Yi Shu blessed him slightly: "Your Majesty is not going to the Miaocai Hall tonight?" It's just that she hasn't prepared well yet, so she might as well go and sit down with me first, and when she is ready, she will come and invite His Majesty to come over in person. ”

"Genius, do you understand?" Yi Shu lightly instructed Zhao Xueji: "This palace gives you time to make up for your mistakes." ”

"Yes," Zhao Xueji quickly got up from the ground and replied quickly, "Thank you, Mrs. De." ”

One sentence is full of gratitude and the aftermath of the catastrophe.

She hurried into the gate of Zhong Cui Palace behind Li Siyuanfu.

"Xiao Shu, ......" Li Siyuan was about to speak twice, he felt that he needed to convey his rich knowledge to his beloved concubine.

"The dusk is slightly cool, Your Majesty's body has not yet healed, so it is not advisable to stay outside for too long," Yi Shu looked at Li Siyuan gently, and added a sentence at the end: "If Your Majesty feels that he has recovered, then tomorrow the concubine will stay in Nanxun Palace and not go anywhere, and the concubine will be tired these days." ”

After all, whether you can be lazy leisurely depends on whether there is a good ghostwriter, Li Siyuan smiled from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but pull Yi Shu to Zhong Cui Palace.

"The widow thinks what Concubine Ai said is reasonable," he raised his hand to support his forehead, his expression was false and pretentious: "Oh, I've just stood for a while, why did I start to have a headache?" ”

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"Yingchun, you quickly wipe your face, my mother has filled a lot of silver taels in the burden I have given, you take more, go to the Tai Hospital and buy some medicine in my name to coat it."

Zhao Xueji pulled Yingchun who wanted to start packing up when she entered the door, and looked at her personal maid with a bloody face, and blamed herself even more in her heart: "My aunt taught us what kind of preparations we should use to serve Your Majesty, Hexiang is a first-class meritorious woman sent by the Internal Affairs Office, and she is also familiar with these, so it is enough to let Cuizhu dress up for me later." ”

Seeing that Yingchun was still about to excuse herself, Zhao Xueji took off the handkerchief on her waist to wipe the dirt on her face for her, and said earnestly: "Yingchun, only you are from the house to accompany me to the palace, and I will have to rely on you to go to Mrs. De for me to ask Your Majesty to come over, if you don't clean up, how can you go to see Your Majesty?" ”

"Yes......" Yingchun's eyes flickered a little, and he hurriedly avoided Zhao Xueji's eyes: "That talented person.... The slave has stepped aside, you... You have to take care of yourself. ”

She took a few steps back, raised her head, and looked at Zhao Xueji firmly: "The slave will definitely come back as soon as possible." ”

However, it was said that almost all the people in the Zhao Xueji Hall here were nervously cleaning up and arranging it, but the Nanxun Hall across the wall was unexpectedly quiet.

Li Siyuan was used to lying down during his recuperation, so when he entered the hall, he found a chair and ordered someone to put on a soft cushion, as if he was boneless and leaning on it.

Yi Shu didn't say anything, this is nominally her place, but in fact it is the emperor's harem, and Li Siyuan just saw such a misleading scene.

She should not leave the emperor alone in the Jiaotai Palace, and now he can maintain his usual state It is already a good result.

Although the truth is in his heart, he remembered that Li Siyuan chose Zhao Xueji, who lived with him in Zhongcui Palace, in order to beat himself, today, Yi Shu was angry.

"It turns out that Your Majesty has only been walking for so long and is so tired."

As soon as the words came out, Yi Shu began to regret it, obviously she didn't move the slightest bit in the face of Shen Qingjun's wanton behavior, but when she saw that the emperor was slightly unequal to her and others, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved in her heart.

"This..."Li Siyuan touched his chin, and subconsciously explained: "I really can't indulge in enjoyment, it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality, I'm used to lying down, and I don't want to get up and sit up straight anymore, you see how skilled my body is." ”

Li Siyuan tried to prop himself up as he spoke, but he suddenly stopped halfway through his movements, stretched out his hand and pulled Yi Shu, who was standing not far from him, over, and lay down again.

"But it's so comfortable to lie here, oops."