Chapter 975: I'm Not Sad 3

People who lie in bed and sleep are very peaceful.

Lie flat with your hands folded on your abdomen.

Zhuo Yilan came back and helped her take off her robe, and wiped her cheeks with a wet warm handkerchief, even her hands and feet.

As for the wound, he re-medicated her and bandaged it.

And he did so much, lightly and carefully. In the past, no matter how light she was, she might have woken up and opened her eyes to take a look. Tonight, I have been asleep, and there is no trace of sleep.

Zhuo Yilan comforted himself that he must be too tired.

Then, he stayed up all night.

Following.

Zhuo Yilan got up, but Chu Lange still hadn't woken up.

He instructed the palace people to take care of it, and then hurried to the court himself.

It's a lively day.

For example, what happened at the North City Gate yesterday, and the problem of Princess Dayi. It was related to the people of Dayi who were in cahoots with the thieves and made a big fuss about the North City Gate, Zhuo Yilan immediately took the case, announced the matter to the day, and sent a letter of state to Dayi.

Princess Dayi has been detained, and this time the treatment is not as good as before, and she is almost the same as a prisoner, and her freedom is restricted.

The most shocking thing for the ministers of the DPRK and China was the death of Xiao Shi.

They expected that the incident at the North City Gate would be related to Xiao Shi nine times out of ten, but they didn't expect Xiao Shi to come over in person and be killed in the conflict - this is still attributed to Zhuo Yilan who only said that Xiao Shi was killed, but did not elaborate on how he died.

Xiao Shi is in the capital, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.

But his death still caused some people to sigh.

Fighting and fighting, so what?

The winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, and Xiao Shi is a hero. It's just that what if you fight for a lifetime, it's not dead...... As soon as a person dies, there is no point in anything. The impression he left in people's hearts will gradually fade over time.

Until, no one thinks of him anymore......

Downward.

As soon as Zhuo Yilan stepped into the imperial study, a little eunuch came over to ask for a meeting with the Marquis of Puyang. When he thought of the North City Gate, he met with the Marquis of Puyang.

Sure enough, the Marquis of Puyang came to thank him, and he also brought some gifts to give to the queen.

Zhuo Yilan asked Rong Ling to put the things away, "How is that kid in your house?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a little frightened, and it will be fine in two days. Thank you Your Majesty for your concern. Puyang Hou thought of his son, he went home with a pale face in fright, and he was able to jump alive after sleeping, but his mother and wife fell ill, which is really indescribable. It can be said that Puyang Hou hated the people who planned all this behind the scenes.

Zhuo Yilan asked a few more words with concern, and then asked Puyang Hou to retreat.

"Rong Ling, what is Niangniang doing at this time?" Zhuo Yilan picked up a book and asked while opening it.

Rong Ling hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your Majesty, Niangniang hasn't gone to bed yet." ”

"Huh? What time is this? ”

Zhuo Yilan looked at the sky outside, it was the end of the hour, it was almost noon, "Have you ever been there?" ”

"The palace maid who is waiting only says that the mother has not woken up." It was the first time that she had slept so late when she came back from the northwest. Rong Ling thought of what happened yesterday, and she was a little clear, but she still needed to reassure Your Majesty, "Your Majesty, do you want to let the imperial doctor take a look?" ”

"Let them go and check the pulse of the mother." Zhuo Yilan immediately said, as soon as these words came out, he was a little uneasy, and put down the fold, "I'll take a look." ”

(End of chapter)