Chapter Forty-Eight: Wandering
Dusk is approaching, and the clouds are dyed golden yellow, as far as the sky, like floating light, and the entire palace is also reflected in the golden glory.
Murong Ranran told Xiao Tao what happened to him, and asked Ye Yu about sending him back to the palace.
"The disappearance of the young lady was discovered at dawn, and it happened that the patrol found the assassin at that time, maybe the emperor mistakenly thought that the assassin abducted the young lady, in fact, Xiao Tao is also very strange, the concubine disappeared for a night, the emperor was indifferent, and he was so good .....to the young lady", Xiao Tao said thoughtfully.
"Wait.... What did you say? Good for me"? Murong Tianran grabbed Xiao Tao's wrist and asked suspiciously.
Xiao Tao soothed Murong Tianran, tucked the quilt for her, and replied, "Yes, doesn't Miss know that she has been asleep for two days and one night?" The first to find you was Wen Haoting, when I learned that Miss had returned, I immediately rushed over from the imperial dining room, I wanted to take care of you, but the emperor had to take care of you himself, and he also said a hundred reasons to take care of you, because when Miss came back, the wound had been cracked open, and a lot of blood had flowed, and I couldn't care so much, so I could only wait outside the palace, and Miss's wounds were all handled by the emperor."
"What"? Murong Tianran was stunned suddenly, that ..... Isn't his body already visible to him? Damn it.
"It's good that Miss woke up, otherwise, Little Peach... Xiao Tao really doesn't know what to do", Xiao Tao finished speaking and began to burst the embankment again.
Murong Ranran's cheeks were as hot as fire, and his heart was as flustered as ants on a hot pot.
"Ah, miss, aren't you having a fever again?" Xiao Tao shouted in panic, so frightened that Murong Tianran froze there and didn't dare to move.
"Imperial Doctor... Yes, Imperial Doctor, Miss, you wait, I'll call the Imperial Doctor", Xiao Tao finished speaking, and was about to walk out.
Murong was distracted for a moment, and Xiao Tao had already rushed out, and only came back to his senses when the imperial doctor and Lang Xiaochen walked in together.
When she saw Lang Xiaochen's figure through the gauze tent, her heart beat faster and couldn't help herself, her fair cheeks were unconsciously rosy, and she kept asking herself, what does this feel like? Why do you have such a strange appearance?
The imperial doctor took the pulse, and after getting up, he respectfully said to Lang Xiaochen: "Back to the emperor, Niangniang's body is fine, maybe she has been stuffy for too long, causing her body to be hot, but she has no fever."
Lang Xiaochen's eagle-like eyes stared at the Imperial Doctor, and asked again, "Are you sure?"
The imperial doctor staggered to his knees and hurriedly replied: "Back to the emperor, the old minister has been treating diseases for many years, and this kind of symptom has indeed never been seen, but it is by no means an illness."
"Do you feel uncomfortable in any way"? Lang Xiaochen tore open the curtain, got into the dragon couch, and stared at Murong Tianran.
Murong Qianran looked at Lang Xiaochen's nervous expression, and suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head.
Lang Xiaochen was even more anxious, and shouted loudly: "Do you not know or are you okay?" Do you say a word"?
Even Xiao Tao was clutching the corners of her clothes, and her delicate little face was full of anxiety.
"I'm fine", Murong Qian held back for a long time before these three words popped out, then breathed a long sigh of relief, paused and said, "I... I'm tired and I'm going to rest."
Lang Xiaochen waved his sleeves, and the imperial doctor ran out as if he had been amnesty, and Xiao Tao on the side also breathed a sigh of relief.
After everyone withdrew from the Imperial Heart Palace, Murong Tianran dragged his weak body, walked to the bronze mirror, and looked at the figure in the mirror suspiciously, puzzled, what's wrong with me? What happened to Lang Xiaochen? Isn't it me to Lang Xiaochen....... She didn't dare to think about it anymore, because she knew that it might be impossible, she was murderous in her previous life, and in this life, there are many things that she can't do herself, besides, she wants a life and a couple, and Lang Xiaochen has three palaces and six courtyards..... Oh, she suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.
In the past life, I lived for the task, but what about this life? And what do you live for? Eagle Thunder ..... Lang Xiaoyue...... entered the palace with a purpose, Lang Xiaochen didn't know, but why was he nervous? The more she thought about it, the more she felt pain, and tried to calm down her emotions, God let herself be reborn, maybe, this is an opportunity, so should she seize it tightly?
It was night, destined to be sleepless, tossing and turning, outside the hall, in addition to the footsteps of the guards, there was also the sound of the wind, which made the leaves rustle, which made Murong Ranran unable to sleep.