Ling Yun was still standing on the windowsill, his back to Su Jinyu and he didn't know what to do. The empty eyes glowed with the moment she had just fallen, and she was vaguely saying the words 'sorry'.

What exactly she was burdened with made her difficult to say, and why Qingyun didn't report the beating to herself. His eyebrows gradually twisted together, and under this full head of silver hair, it was particularly conspicuous.

There was a steady gasp from the person on the bed, and he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, outlining a faint smile. He promised her to stay with her for another two years, and then sent her away when she was ready.

Judging from it now, let alone two years, he can't even imagine what she will become in two months. In just a few days, she has transformed into another person, always on guard, evading every second.

Thinking of this, my heart aches faintly. The wind was blowing up again, and the dust that had been raised couldn't wait to crowd in after finding this gap.

Lowering his head and sighing lightly, Ling Yun reached out and closed the window.

There were only two of them in the huge dormitory, one silent, the other sleepy.

Ling Yun walked into the bed with heavy steps, his eyes staring deeply at Su Jinyu's little face as white as paper, and the deliberately smeared too much rouge was so dazzling at this moment.

"Since when have you been in love with rouge gouache?" He said softly, lifted the robe and sat down on the side.

Reaching out to brush away the broken hair next to her sideburns, she frowned when her fingers touched her cheeks. The excess rouge annoyed him, and he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped it off for her.

A moment later, Qingyun, who was guarding outside the temple gate, personally brought in the medicine sent by the imperial doctor. She didn't dare to look directly at Ling Yun, Gu lowered her head and stepped in, and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine." As he spoke, he moved a little closer.

Ling Yun didn't speak, his eyes looked at Qingyun deadly. He stood up slowly, and the handkerchief on his finger fell to the ground as he got up, and it met Qingyun's eyes impartially.

There was a slight consternation in her heart, she rolled her eyelids upwards in confusion, her hands shook, and she quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to be a little sloppy.

"Your Majesty......" She saw that the anger on his face had not subsided, and her eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and she could see how angry he was, even that hand could not hold the weight of a silk handkerchief.

The bright yellow figure was just right to block Qingyun's gaze inside, and Su Jinyu's not yet woke up, making her bow again.

"How much of these days are you hiding from me?" After a long time, Ling Yun said slowly. There was no domineering attitude in his words, but his words made Qingyun tremble.

To deceive the emperor is the crime of deceiving the king. If this crime is really implemented on his head, let alone being able to leave the palace in a year, maybe he may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Putting down the plate in his hand, he hurriedly crawled at his feet, and asked uneasily, "The emperor is angry, and the slave maid is so angry that the emperor is so angry for not knowing what?" ”

Ling Yun sneered, turned around and retreated to the other side of the bed, pointing his fingers at Su Jinyu's pale cheeks, "You told me a few days ago that she was taking care of herself, but what I saw was the traces of her beating, after many days, why didn't she come to tell me when she was beaten again?" Qingyun, tell me, what the hell is going on? He became more and more angry, and finally shook his sleeves and sat down in a chair beside him.

Listening to Ling Yun's words, Qingyun broke out in a cold sweat, what he didn't know, he might not know. But Su Jinyu's attitude once made her suspicious, but she never sent someone to investigate the cause of this incident, but she had a vague premonition, and sure enough, she did suffer for Su Jinyu today.