"Your Majesty heard that Mrs. Xiangfu was seriously ill and in a coma in the middle of the night yesterday, and he was afraid of disturbing everyone's safety, so he called the old slave to rush over early in the morning." Hearing this, the inner supervisor sandwiched the dust between his arms, and while taking the brocade box handed by the little inner supervisor, he held it and handed it to Qinglan on the side.

Yin Qingyun greeted him out of the screen, stood in front of Wen Neijian and saluted uprightly, "There is Lao Wen Neijian." ”

The host and guest are different, Chen is seriously ill and not suitable for reception, so he said a lot of things to Chen through the screen, most of which were told by the emperor to be relayed, and every word told Chen to relax, don't work hard, everything has his support.

Chen's voice choked and he replied to the inner eunuch: "The courtiers are grateful for Your Majesty's kindness, but you can't go to the palace to see Your Majesty in person, so please ask the inner supervisor to thank Your Majesty for the courtiers......"

Wen Neijian smiled: "Madame, don't worry, Your Majesty has always been thinking about the good of the Chen family, and there is no need for the old slave to say that Your Majesty will always remember Madame's illness." ”

Yin Qingyun took Wen Neijian to the front hall, and when she walked to the corridor, Wen Neijian suddenly stopped her.

"Although Madame's body has always been weak, it has not reached the point where she is so frightened and sick...... I wonder if the dog can be found? ”

Yin Qingyun turned around and saw the suspicious expression of Wen Neijian, and after a pause, he replied: "Where do you still need to look for it, it was raised by the aunt in the backyard of the Yin Mansion." ”

Wen Neijian nodded, and didn't ask any more, as if he had already understood it.

Entering the main hall, Yin Qingyun invited Wen to take a seat in the inner prison, and the maidservant served tea, and Yin Zhengye was invited by Yin Qing to come around from the garden.

Smelling the inner supervisor holding the tea, he lifted the tea lid with one hand, and the quiet fragrance of tea overflowed the tip of his nose, he looked at Yin Zhengye who came from the winding stone road, and said in an obscure voice: "Your Majesty said that the eldest girl will take care of herself and her wife in everything, and he will take care of the rest of the things." ”

Yin Qingyun's fingertips groped for the bamboo lines along the teacup, looked up at Wen Neijian and blinked, "What did Neijian just say?" ”

In two sentences, Yin Zhengye has already stepped up the steps.

Wen Neijian smiled and said, "The eldest girl is a smart person, she knows what to do?" ”

Yin Qingyun's delicate fingers pressed on the rim of the cup shrank silently, and looked at the smiling face of Wen Neijian suspiciously.

She...... She knew something, she hadn't heard anything when she had just been distracted.

Yin Zhengye straightened his appearance slightly, walked towards Wen Neijian with a smiling face, and bowed his hand: "Lord Neijian." ”

Hearing this, the inner supervisor put down the teacup, stood up and returned the salute to Yin Zhengye with the dust, "Rest today, but the old slave is very busy when he looks at Xiangye." ”

Wen Neijian is the emperor's confidant, and the severity of his words represents the emperor's meaning.

Yin Zhengye paused with a smile, turned his head to look at Yin Qing, who was wiping hot sweat behind him, his mind turned sharply, his face was a little tense, and he looked at Wen Nei Jian and said in a difficult voice: "Lord Nei Jian said with a smile...... I don't know what the Lord of the Inner Prison came to the house today to preach for His Majesty. ”

Wen Neijian sat down and continued to hold the teacup, and sneered lightly, "What kind of will can the slave pass on for His Majesty, but Your Majesty heard that Mrs. Zuo Xiang was seriously ill, so he sent a slave to visit and sent some ginseng tonics." ”

Yin Zhengye's heart jumped, he sat down on the pear blossom wooden chair, took a sip of the fragrant tea handed by the maidservant, and the dryness in his throat eased a little.

He turned his head again and glanced at Yin Qing reproachfully, before he suppressed the emotions in his heart to Wen Neijian, and said: "Neiren has always been weak and sick, I don't know how many decoctions I have drunk, I don't want Your Majesty to remember it so much, I actually asked the Inner Supervisor to come in person, and there has to be a Lao Neijian to thank Your Majesty for the old man." ”

Yin Qing was full of sorrow on the side, and secretly said that he was going to finish.

Last night, Xiang Ye personally went to the Yiyong Marquis Mansion, and he didn't come back until dark, it was Qingfeng Yuan was very lively, he wanted to mention this matter to Xiang Ye, but Xiang Ye went to Han Shao Yuan as soon as he slipped away, and was hooked by Aunt Lin so much that he lost his soul, where could he still tell his wife.

But now that everyone in this palace knows about Madame's illness, if Xiangye leaks his mouth here......

Hearing this, the inner supervisor raised his head and glanced at Yin Zheng's servant, and picked out a little disdain in the corner of his eye.

Oh, look at his timid appearance, obviously he doesn't know about Chen's serious illness, and he still pretends to care about Chen. What a beautiful Empress Chen was back then, she did this for the Chen family, but she didn't want this Yin Zhengye to be a pretend, and she deceived Queen Chen together.

Now that the Chen family is facing such a profit-hungry husband every day, how bitter his heart must be.

Hearing that the inner supervisor was thinking, he looked sideways at Yin Qingyun, who was holding tea without saying a word when Yin Zhengye arrived, "Big girl, the old slave just looked at your mother and was taken care of by a grandmother, I'm afraid I can't be busy, you go and take a look, help some." ”

Yin Qingyun tugged at the corners of her mouth, her crystal nails pressed on the white jade teacup for a moment, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, and the action of putting down the teacup was not light or heavy, just knocking out a soft sound on the table, "Then Qingyun went, and I heard that the inner supervisor had a good chat with my father." ”

Yin Qingyun's eyes seemed to glance at Yin Zhengye inadvertently, and as if with a kind of smug sarcasm, Yin Zhengye's brows were frowned, and a lot of anger had risen in his eyes.

"Left Phase."

Hearing the voice of the inner supervisor, his voice was extremely indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion on his face.

Seeing Yin Qingyun get up and move small steps, he left.

Hearing the cough of the inner supervisor, he picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, put down the moment and made a big noise on the tabletop, his eyes fell on Yin Zhengye's fat-dyed clothes, and said: "Zuo Xiang has been getting more and more ridiculous recently!" ”

Yin Zhengye's finely lined face trembled, changed for a moment, and then said with a somewhat courteous smile: "What do you say about the inner supervisor, the old man is the left minister of the Great Zhou, and he has done his best in everything, could it be that His Majesty is dissatisfied with the old man, so he sent Wen the inner supervisor to warn the old man?" ”

Wen Neijian was almost not laughed at by Yin Zhengye.

"Don't pretend to be confused with the old slave, the old slave has been rolling in the palace for decades, and I haven't seen any strong winds and waves." Hearing that the inner eunuch was twisting the dusty tassel in his hand, his face was secretive, "You are a powerful minister, and the old slave has no command of your court's political affairs, but the Chen family is the person who His Majesty has assigned to take good care of him......"

Yin Zhengye was a little confused when he heard this, and interjected: "Chen? It's Chen, what's wrong with her? Isn't it common for her to be sick for many years? ”

Hearing that the inner prison didn't breathe, he wanted to scold.

Yin Qing hurriedly stepped forward and sandwiched between the two, knelt down in front of Yin Zhengye, his mind was blank, "Xiangye...... Mrs. was startled by Aunt Lin's dog in the garden yesterday, and when she returned to the house, she had a high fever, and she was in a coma last night, and she woke up this morning. ”

Yin Zhengye's face changed greatly, and his hand subconsciously knocked over the teacup, and after the crisp sound of porcelain pieces shattering, it was extremely dead silence.

Wen Neijian looked at Yin Zhengye, his face was deep and silent.

He looked at Yin Zhengye's facial expression carefully, and he couldn't tell if he was acting or something.