Yan Yue couldn't sleep all night, the fierce sword moves of the four black-clothed men kept flashing in her mind, flashing Murong Yan's concerned and nervous eyes at the dangerous moment, closing her eyes Yan Yue could still recall his warm embrace, and felt the hot feeling of his warm kiss pressing on her skin. Yan Yue's face suddenly became hot, and her pounding heartbeat could be clearly heard in the silent night. The mood became even more irritable, and the night was long............

The early morning sun shone into the hut through the window lattice, listening to the song of the unknown bird on the branches, and smelling the refreshing fresh air, Yan Yue suddenly felt that the world had changed, as if adding a breath to that layer of unchanging time and space, an atmosphere that made people active and happy. Taking a deep breath, Yan Yue couldn't help but sigh: "This world is so beautiful!"

This joyful mood actually made Yan Yue, who had not slept all night, still radiant. The Queen Mother has been conditioned by Yan Yue's diet and medicine for the past two days, and her complexion is ruddy and radiant. In addition, Yan Yue's words were clever when she got up in the morning to ask for peace pulse, and the Queen Mother was even more happy, gave a lot of rewards, and asked Yan Yue to stay for a few more days before she could move back to the medical woman's office.

Yan Yue's heart had already flown far away, and she went straight to the Qingxin Palace when she went to the medicinal diet room to arrange today's medicinal diet for the Queen Mother. According to Yan Yue's thinking, Murong Yan was injured last night, and he will stay in the Qingxin Hall to rest today. But Yan Yue pounced. I heard the guards of the Qingxin Hall say that the emperor went to the Qinzheng Hall early in the morning and has not returned.

Yan Yue couldn't help but be a little worried, according to Yan Yue's knowledge last night, although Murong Yan's injury last night was not life-threatening, he also needed to recuperate for a few days. I didn't expect him to be so dedicated and not rest even when he was injured. Yan Yue turned around and walked towards the Qinzheng Hall again, but she was in high spirits just now, but now she was a little hesitant in her heart for some reason. My heart was beating like a deer, I wanted to see him immediately, but I was a little afraid to see him, so I stopped and walked like this, and the short road took a long time.

Of course, Yan Yue didn't know that Murong Yan, who turned around safely last night, also stayed awake all night. First of all, he ordered someone to quietly bring back the four guards who were weak and scattered, interrogated overnight, and learned that the four people were the personal guards of the former prince, because they had detected Murong Yan in advance and arrived at Renshou Palace, the four people came to assassinate with the mentality of hitting with one blow, but they didn't expect to fall short, and all of them were planted on Yan Yue's soft muscles. And after the trial was completed, Murong Yan talked with Rong Shengren alone for a long time, and he didn't know what to discuss, but it wasn't until the early dynasty that Rong Shengren left. However, Murong Yan directly dealt with court affairs early.

Xiao Li Zi saw Yan Yue who was hesitantly walking towards the Qinzheng Palace from a distance, so before Yan Yue arrived, Gonggong Li had already passed the emperor's message to Yan Yue, and Xuan Yanyue immediately entered the palace to diagnose the emperor's pulse, and this was what Yan Yue wanted to do the most. Gonggong Li also whispered to Emperor Yan Yue that he seemed to be in a bad mood and that he didn't even have breakfast.

Yan Yue couldn't help but be even more worried, she didn't rest when she was injured, and she didn't take care of herself, didn't she take care of herself. Yan Yue walked quickly into the hall, and Murong Yan was indeed sitting on the dragon chair to review the recitals. Yan Yue wanted to open her mouth to persuade, but when she raised her head and met her eyes that were as cold as ice, she couldn't say anything when she was ready to persuade, and she stood there at a loss for a while.

Yan Yue's open mouth couldn't help but close, and his gaze fell on the perfect and impeccable handsome face, his face was slightly paler than usual, his sideburns were black and his hair was black, his phoenix eyes were like a cold river on a moonlit night, and his thin lips were even less bloody than usual. In this way, he was a little less domineering, but a little more cold and indifferent, which made Yan Yue even more anxious and didn't know how to speak.

"Yan Yinu, why did you have that soft tendon on your body last night?" Murong Yan spoke lightly, and his cold voice suddenly pulled Yan Yue away from each other.

Yan Yue was uncertain and told Murong Yan about the two days and the pearl jade man. He listened very seriously, but his face became a little strange when he heard that the jeweled man was cheating with a woman named Wan'er, and then when he heard the man claiming to be a ghost, there was a sarcastic smile on his lips. After Yan Yue finished speaking, she couldn't help but talk about the question in her heart, which was a question that Yan Yue couldn't solve, that is, why the pearl man was not afraid of soft muscles.

Murong Yan didn't mind answering Yan Yue's question: "Of course he is not afraid, because he grew up soaked in potions since he was a child. Even the most poisonous medicine is harmless to him. ”

"Who the hell is he?" Yan Yue couldn't help but ask anxiously, listening to Murong Yan's tone of voice, and the expressions on his face when he heard the man and woman cheating just now, Yan Yue guessed that he must know who those two were.

"He's right, he's a ghost, but he's not of your kind. He is a living ghost, and you are a dead ghost. Murong Yan replied unhurriedly, only to hear Yan Yue even more confused. Feelings, this Murong Yan was probably a poet in his later life, because what he said was like a poem. That's what the poem says: Some people are dead, but he is still alive. Some people are dead, but he lives.

"How did you find out about the Assassin yesterday?" Murong Yan asked questioningly again, because his thinking jumped too fast, Yan Yue was almost a little unable to react. only replied stupidly: "I didn't find anyone, I just shouted casually." ”

Murong Yan's surprised expression remained for a while, and then a trace of annoyance flashed, and he realized that Yan Yue last night was because he resisted intimacy, and deliberately said the sentence "Someone is coming". Under Murong Yan's scrutinizing gaze, Yan Yue lowered her head in shame. At that time, he just shouted casually, who knew that he could really call the assassin.

Murong Yan stopped talking, Yan Yue was also speechless, and the room in the hall was quiet. This moment of silence made Yan Yue feel like she was about to suffocate, she had never been so at a loss, she had never been so hesitant and flustered...... Yan Yue didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what to say, so she occasionally raised her head to look at Murong Yan, but he had been sitting quietly thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking. Yan Yue suddenly wondered if she was a little self-inflicted, after experiencing last night's life and death, she was fluctuating and emotional, but people didn't feel it at all!

"Your Majesty, is lunch used here?" Gonggong Zhang carefully broke the silence in this hall. Yan Yue suddenly saved this hour and should have returned to Renshou Palace, but before Yan Yue could say her farewell, Murong Yan's voice had already reached her ears: "Doctor Yan's maid feast, everyone else will retreat." Zhang Xiaoyi went to Renshou Palace and bowed. ”

After Zhang Xiaoyi stepped back, the room was still silent. Yan Yue boldly glanced at Murong Yan for a moment, his face was full of excitement, as if he had suddenly lost interest in the things around him, and it seemed like he was tired and calm after experiencing strong winds and waves. Yan Yue couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, could it be that he was so angry about the assassination yesterday that he couldn't even use breakfast. Such a mood seemed to be detrimental to the recovery of his body, Yan Yue thought about it and decided to enlighten him before eating.

"Your Majesty, do you know what the riskiest profession in the world is?" Yan Yue smiled, ignoring Murong Yan's cold face.

"Your Majesty." Murong Yan replied without thinking, which was both expected and unexpected by Yan Yue. Yan Yue thought that he would answer the businessman, killer, etc., after all, if he failed in business, he would lose his family property, and if he failed to kill, he would lose his life. But how could he guess the emperor at once. But since he guessed it, Yan Yue was not surprised, anyway, the high IQ of this Murong Yan had always been something Yan Yue had never seen.

"Although the emperor is the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan and holds the power of life and death, how many emperors have been deposed and killed by his subordinates and relatives in ancient and modern history. There are close ministers killed, eunuchs killed, sons killed, uncles killed, fathers killed, mothers killed, wives killed, brothers killed, grandmothers killed, grandfathers killed, father-in-law killed, soldiers killed, captured killed, etc., as far as I know, 6 emperors of the Sui Dynasty, 4 emperors died unexpectedly, and 1 emperor died unexpectedly; 9 emperors of the Liang Dynasty, 8 emperors died unexpectedly; 9 emperors of the Song Dynasty, 6 emperors died unexpectedly; The 19th Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the 15th Emperor died unexpectedly......" Yan Yue activated all his memories, so that his mouth was dry, and when he was about to continue, he was directly interrupted by Murong Yan angrily: "Yan Yue, what do you want to say, do you mean to say that I will die sooner or later?" ”

Yan Yue couldn't help laughing and said: "Your Majesty, you misunderstood, what I said is just to tell the Emperor that the Emperor has supreme authority, and there are endless risks, scenery and risks coexist, opportunities and challenges coexist, so Your Majesty, you don't have to mind the assassin last night." ”

Murong Yan just snorted lightly, no longer reprimanding, but his face was no longer so ugly.

"Your Majesty, the slave maid will tell you about the slave's dream when she was a child?" Yan Yue said again, only trying to reverse Murong Yan's mood. Without hearing Murong Yan's stop, Yan Yue continued seriously: "When I was a child, the slave's grandfather told the story of a famous doctor. This famous doctor's name is Li Shizhen, and his wife wrote him a unique love letter: "Once the betel nut is gone, it has been half a summer, shouldn't it be returned?" Whoever makes a gentleman entangle his branches with parasitic grass, so that the peony flowers in the old garden have no owner. The concubine looked up at the Aracea, looked down at the honeysuckle vine, and looked forward to not seeing the book of Angelica Angelica, and the bitterness of Coptis chinensis was not exhausted! Gu Shiyun: 'Cardamom does not eliminate hatred in the heart, and the cloves are empty and sad in the rain.' 'Oh no! How! "

Speaking of this, Yan Yue raised her eyes and looked at Murong Yan, but his lips were full of disdain, and he said contemptuously: "What a love letter, it's just a use of some Chinese medicine!" Yan Yue smiled and continued. Li Shizhen read his wife's love letter, was full of emotion, and immediately replied: "Farewell to the red lady, the fragrance of osmanthus has withered!" A few thoughts of chrysanthemums are luxuriant, and they want to return to asters. However, the mountain road is far away, and the talc is difficult to walk, so I will wait for my heart! Don't be anxious and scold me. When the saffron blooms in the spring of tomorrow, I return to my hometown with Ma Bo and Eucommia, and there will be a golden gift from time to time. "

Murong Yan had been listening speechlessly, and when he heard this, his expression moved, but he was speechless. Yan Yue smiled and continued: "The slave maid thought at that time, when she grew up, she would find a man with the same interests as herself, so that one would collect medicine and the other would sit in the hall. Husbands and wives sing together, how good it would be! ”

Yan Yue didn't know why she said this, this very beautiful dream that was buried in her heart when she was a child. Maybe in order to explain that he once said that he was not interested in Murong Yan. Although I later knew that this dream was very unrealistic, the reverie brought by this story at that time made Yan Yue hide it in her heart for more than ten years.

Murong Yan didn't know what he thought, his eyes changed and said, "According to this standard, you and that Xuanyuan Yaohui are really a good match." Yan Yue had the urge to vomit blood, this man was really not an ordinary mandarin duck! If you can sit in the hall by yourself, can Xuanyuan Yaohui collect medicine? Except for selling medicine, he really doesn't know anything else.

However, since Murong Yan said this, Yan Yue didn't want to explain it. Fortunately, talking all the time really changed Murong Yan's mind, and when serving the meal, Yan Yue put some animal livers into Murong Yan's bowl, and even asked Gonggong Zhang to order the imperial dining room to stew red dates and cinnamon round soup...... That Murong Yan didn't care, and stuffed all these that Yan Yue picked out into his mouth.