Chapter Ninety-Three: I'm a Little Cold

The gloom on Concubine Li's face dissipated a lot, she turned around and sat down, raising her hand to admire the newly dyed Kodan this morning, "You girl thinks a lot." ”

Ziyue didn't reply smartly, she was going to say that she knew Cheng Zirui too well, and she was afraid that Concubine Li, who was a mother, would be unhappy again. To say that this was something she figured out herself, Concubine Nali was even more unhappy. It's better to say more than you can say anything.

Concubine Li no longer dwelled on this matter, and she didn't ask Tong Yuqing about it, but asked some about Cheng Zirui, like an ordinary mother. After Ziyue answered them one by one, Concubine Li stood up and said that she was going back to the palace before dinner and told the emperor about it.

Ziyue got up and followed, but was repelled by Concubine Li. After taking two steps, the palace maid beside her asked Concubine Li: "Niangniang, since this is the case, why don't you kill that woman directly?" ”

Concubine Li snorted angrily: "Don't you know what Zirui's temperament is?" If he intentionally did this, no matter how many women this palace killed, he would still be able to find more. As long as you don't miss a big deal, let her be. ”

"But Niangniang, if that woman's approach to the prince was premeditated at all, wouldn't the prince be dangerous? Isn't the mother dangerous? ”

Concubine Li pursed her lips, "Zirui has always been careful, he has already decided to marry someone, how can he not know anything." Now that he has checked, what else does this palace have to think about. ”

Ziyue, who had not gone far away, sneered in her heart when she heard these words, and she couldn't wait to rush over and tell Concubine Li Guiqing's name and identity directly, so that she could know what kind of woman her son liked.

But she didn't dare to do that.

At this time, she could only choose to stand by Cheng Zirui's side, not only to help him facilitate this marriage, but also to hide Tong Yuqing's identity. Otherwise, Cheng Zirui was already merciful to let her go for a while, if she really did this, I am afraid that there will be no place for her to live in the Seven Kings Mansion, and I am afraid that she will not even have a whole corpse.

She has loved Cheng Zirui for so many years, how can she let go easily? When he ascends the throne as emperor and the harem is empty, she will have a chance!

At this time, Cheng Zirui was furious in the study, and brushed away the important letters and unfinished notes on the table. "Bastard thing! I'm afraid this Zhuo Changdong doesn't want to live! ”

The fold had been splashed with a large amount of ink, and it could no longer be used. Luo Heng wrung his eyebrows and looked at the mess on the ground, "Zhuo Changdong has defected, and the news of Li Guo has been broken, what should I do now?" ”

"What I'm afraid of now is that Zhuo Changdong took Li Guo to vote for the crown prince, and then the king will have no chance at all."

After saying that, Cheng Zirui's eyes suddenly darkened, and even with five points of bloodthirsty excitement. "Kill Zhuo Changdong, and then release the evidence of Li Guo's collusion with the crown prince, you have to act quickly, this king can't wait too long. It's not enough to overthrow the prince and the prime minister, there are many things to do in the future. ”

"Yes." Luo Heng responded, and was about to retreat, but listened to Cheng Zirui's instructions, "In the past few days, the Yu Mansion has been stared at by this king, and all the people with suspicious identities who enter and leave the Yu Mansion must be checked by this king." ”

"Yes."

Returning to this small courtyard, Tong Yuqing had mixed feelings. She just went into the house to change into a thinner dress, and asked Zhuyun to ask someone to move the soft collapse out, so she lay on her head and lazily basked in the sun in the yard. Ah Jing has not been awake since she hurt her head that day, Tong Yuqing wanted to see her several times but Zhuyun stopped her, thinking of Ah Jing, she asked Zhuyun about the situation again.

"Ziyue has also been seeing Ah Jing these days, I'm afraid it will get better in a few days, the girl doesn't have to worry."

Can she not be worried? Ah Jing was harmed like this by Ziyue. Thinking of Ziyue's threat that day, Tong Yuqing was worried, Ah Jing didn't wake up for a long time, could it be that Ziyue was afraid that Ah Jing would go to the prince to complain after waking up, so she got a ghost?

"Girl, don't worry, tomorrow I will ask the prince to let the imperial doctor in the palace come to show Ah Jing, Ah Jing will be fine."

In this way, Tong Yuqing's heart let go of a little. There was a pair of people talking to Zhuyun, and his body was warmed by the sun, Tong Yuqing yawned, only to feel very sleepy, and fell asleep after a while.

Zhuyun was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he went to the house to get a cloak to cover her, and he was guarding by him. Hearing the sound of footsteps, I looked up and saw that Cheng Zirui had already walked to Tong Yuqing's side.

"Lord ......"

Cheng Zirui waved his hand, and Zhuyun retreated. Cheng Zirui stood by and watched for a while, and then simply sat on the edge of the soft collapse and looked at her quietly.

Tong Yuqing woke up when the sun was about to set in the west, opened his eyes and saw someone sitting in front of the soft collapse, and in a trance he recognized him as Yu Chong, and rubbed his head on his leg cleverly and lazily, and his tone was delicate and soft, and his heart was about to melt.

"You hug me, I'm a little cold."

Cheng Zirui was silent for a moment, then suddenly picked her up and walked directly into the house. Only then did Tong Yuqing realize that he was not Yu Chong, and he was about to get out of his arms in a panic.

"Don't move!" Cheng Zirui hugged her tighter, and his voice was a little hoarse.

His steps were very fast, and he stepped very big, but he carried her to the bed in just a few steps, and Tong Yuqing was just about to struggle to get up, but he pressed her down again. His eyes were blazing, and his fists tightened and tightened, trying to resist the desire to possess her.

Tong Yuqing clutched the clothes on her chest tightly, and there was a tingling pain in her back. The fear in her heart and the pain in her body made her face pale and unsightly, and her words were visibly trembling, and her face tried her best to pretend to be calm. "What are you going to do, prince?"

Cheng Zirui's eyes burned, and he suddenly leaned over and pressed down. "Didn't you say it's cold, you want this king to hug? How warm can you be, this king can make you warmer. ”

As he spoke, he touched one of his hands, and buried his face in her ivory-white neck, pecking and kissing thinly.

Tong Yuqing's whole body was stiff, and he was terrified to the extreme, and he was about to push him away as if he was crazy.

Cheng Zirui fixed her hands on the top of her head, and her eyes were surging with great anger.

"You just took me for Yu Chong, didn't you? Tong Yuqing, take a good look at it, who am I? ”

"Don't move me!"

"It's up to you now."

Cheng Zirui was furious, and leaned in with one hand. Tong Yuqing was shocked, her hands couldn't move, she could only use her feet. With such a struggle, Cheng Zirui, who was even more tormented, couldn't hold it.

However, Cheng Zirui is a man, she is just a woman, not only weak but also injured, after moving twice, she only felt the pain of burning her back, and regardless of Cheng Zirui who was pressed on her body, she turned over on her side, arched her body, and tightly grasped the futon under her in her hands.

She gritted her teeth and groaned, her forehead covered with cold sweat.

Cheng Zirui's body was instantly extinguished, and there was not even a spark, he got up from her body and said coldly: "Zhuyun, call Ziyue over." ”

By the time Ziyue came over, Zhuyun had already dealt with Tong Yuqing's injuries on his own. Looking at the pile of blood-stained cotton cloth on the ground, Ziyue's face became even darker.

"Zhuyun, what are you doing? Who allowed you to touch her injuries? If her injuries go wrong again, do you have to rely on my black hand again? ”

Zhu Yun's face did not change and took another piece of cotton cloth to carefully wipe the blood that spilled from the wound, he didn't care about Ziyue at all, and didn't take her seriously at all.

"I'm talking to you!"

Ziyue rushed over in two steps, grabbed Zhuyun's hand holding the cotton cloth, and threw it to the side. Zhuyun was afraid of hurting Tong Yuqing, she had always been cautious, and she didn't dare to use any strength at all, and now that Ziyue was like this, the cotton cloth in her hand was thrown out and fell directly on Cheng Zirui, who was sitting not far away.

When Ziyue saw Cheng Zirui at this time, she was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand, quickly knelt down, gritted her teeth and didn't dare to make any more moves.

"I'm afraid that your temper was not raised for you by this king, right?"

Ziyue's heart hung on her throat, but she still explained stubbornly: "Lord, Ziyue is also afraid that Zhuyun will not be able to handle the girl's injury. If this wound is repeated like this, it will be more difficult to heal in the future, and it will even leave a scar. ”

Cheng Zirui's face darkened, and he suddenly said coldly: "Then what are you still doing in a daze, this injury, no scars are allowed at all." ”

Ziyue gritted her teeth, stood up and pushed Zhuyun aside, and personally cleaned up Tong Yuqing's wounds. The wound that had begun to heal was torn open again, but fortunately there was no ulceration from the previous time.

"How did the girl get this injury?"

Tong Yuqing pursed her lips and was silent, only the two hands holding the futon showed her mood at this time. Ziyue set her eyes on Zhuyun again, and Zhuyun pretended not to see it, and walked up to Tong Yuqing and asked her if she wanted to eat something.

Ziyue grinded her teeth with hatred, but she couldn't help these two people. Suddenly remembering Cheng Zirui, she looked over, saw Cheng Zirui staring at her coldly, and quickly turned her face around.

She sprinkled the powder to stop the bleeding, added some plasters of her own preparation, and made sure that it was correct before bandaging the wound.

"Girl, you have to be careful with this injury, no matter how rough and thick your body is, you can't withstand such a toss."

Ziyue packed up her things and was about to retreat, but Tong Yuqing pulled her back very quickly.

"How is Ah Jing?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Ziyue's answer made Tong Yuqing resentful, "You didn't go to see Ah Jing at all!" ”

Ziyue then remembered that the girl who fell to her head was Ah Jing in Tong Yuqing's mouth, she wished that the girl had died early, where did she still have the heart to see someone. She didn't expect Tong Yuqing to ask about this matter in front of Cheng Zirui.

Not only Ziyue, but Zhuyun's face was also a little ugly. She knew about this, and she really kept it from Tong Yuqing. I thought I could be perfunctory, but I didn't expect Tong Yuqing to be in such a hurry.

Cheng Zirui, who had always been silent on the side, opened his mouth in a cold voice, "Ziyue, what's going on?" ”