In the dormitory of the Daye Hall is the residence of Emperor Joan of Arc, and he is the only one who uses it on weekdays. There is only one large pear blossom wood bookcase inside, and the edge of the bookcase is hollowed out with the pattern of a five-clawed swimming dragon, with the sun and moon eyes blazing.

This is a dragon case that can only be used by the Son of Heaven.

Finally waiting for his body to warm up, Wen Qingwu stood in the dormitory with the tea set, looked left and right, and looked back at Emperor Joan of Arc who was walking towards the bath: "Your Majesty, where is it cooked?" ”

She didn't dare to go to the dragon case to make tea.

Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at it and raised his chin towards the dragon case: "That place is not the location?" ”

"Slaves are terrified!" Wen Qingwu knelt down with the tea set.

Emperor Joan of Arc gave her a blank look; "I was more daring than anyone else when I should have been afraid, and now I have to pretend again. If you don't come, make tea quickly, and drink it after I bathe. This tea set is a treasure. It just so happens that I haven't drunk the tea brewed in the eight classics for a long time, so I'm going to take a drink of what the tea brewed in the southeast Wenyu tastes like. ”

Saying that, Emperor Zhende didn't wait for Wen Qingwu to reply, and went straight to the bathroom. Cheng Jin followed behind and walked in to serve Emperor Joan of Arc to bathe.

Li Jianzhi stood in the dormitory, watching Wen Qingwu kneel in place, and looked at the dragon case with complicated eyes: "Wen Cairen, get up quickly." The emperor is bathing quickly. ”

Wen Qingwu responded, walked to the side of the dragon case, and frowned: "Father-in-law, I have trespassed today, if Your Majesty looks at me unhappily in the future, will you arrange me for this?" ”

Li Jianzhi laughed: "Everyone is not that kind of person. Since he has promised you, he will not speak of you with this in the future. ”

"Then in the future, apart from Your Majesty, has anyone else used this Longtai bookcase?"

Li Jianzhi thought for a while and nodded: "In addition to Your Majesty, there are also the Nineteenth Princess and the King of Jin." There is no one else. ”

Li Mingda and Li Zhi were raised by Emperor Joan of Arc by his side, and it is normal to use this Longtai book case. Since there were other people who had used it, Wen Qingwu felt a little calmer, walked to the bookcase, put the tea set and began to boil.

Even so, Wen Qingwu didn't dare to sit on the dragon chair, but put a futon on the side, sat down and tinkered.

After Emperor Joan of Arc came out of the bath and changed clothes, the tea on the Wen Qingwu stove was just boiling. She bowed her head demurely in the mist of tea, her hands moving gently.

Emperor Zhende stood and watched for a moment, then raised his feet and sat down on the dragon chair of the Longtai bookcase, leaning on the back of the chair, and looked at Wen Qingwu with a big grin.

Rao is a little woman who blushes when she is stared at by a man like this, but Wen Qingwu has a calm face. After a while, she looked up, met the gaze of Emperor Joan of Arc, and quickly lowered it again.

"What does the emperor think of me?"

"Beautiful." Emperor Joan of Arc propped his elbows on the dragon chair, and returned very naturally and unequivocally.

Wen Qingwu listened to it in his heart. The face was faint: "What's the use of looking good, one can't solve puzzles, two can't help, and three can't be used." ”

Emperor Zhende raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said unexpectedly: "Harem women, of course, as long as they are good-looking, it is enough." ”

"Well, I'm a slave now." Wen Qingwu said, scooped up the boiled hot tea from the tea ding, and handed it to Emperor Zhende: "I can become the palace maid in front of His Majesty and be an interpreter flower, I can work hard." Even if it's good-looking, it's not as good as sludge compared to the ladies in the palace. ”

"You're vulgar." Emperor Zhende took the hot tea in Wen Qingwu's hand, and the disgust on his face was undisguised: "Where is there anyone who says that he is sludge." ”

provoked the dislike of Emperor Joan of Arc, and Wen Qingwu didn't say much about this topic anymore. Instead, he sat upright and continued to make tea.

"Your Majesty, are you in a good mood?" She asked.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu strangely: "Why are you asking this?" ”

"If you're in a good mood, the slave is ready to ask you for something. If you're in a bad mood, give up. Wen Qingwu replied.

Emperor Joan of Arc laughed: "Ghost clever, let's talk about it." ”

"From tomorrow, I'm ready to start treating Princess Jinyang." Wen Qingwu said.

When Emperor Joan of Arc heard this, he stopped drinking tea in his hand and looked at Wen Qingwu, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Are you sure it can be cured?" ”

Wen Qingwu shook his head: "Where can I guarantee Your Majesty, wouldn't you put yourself on the fire to roast." ”

Emperor Zhende sank his face when he heard this, and without waiting for him to speak, Wen Qingwu continued: "It's just that it should still be okay in two years." She didn't dare to say such a cure, the witch and poison of the nineteenth princess had been cured, where could she be cured casually.

Emperor Joan of Arc's face softened, and he could live two years, which means that he will be fine next year, which is already excellent compared to the results of the Tai Hospital.

"I didn't expect your medical skills to be so good, my harem is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon doesn't know it." Emperor Joan of Arc said.

"The hidden dragon is only your majesty, as for medical skills, the slave maid has said many times, but the slave and maid don't know." Wen Qingwu said, she looked at the slaves and maids serving in the temple behind her.

Emperor Joan of Arc understood and waved his hand: "Let's all step aside." "He was extremely concerned about Nineteen's illness.

Everyone retreated, Wen Qingwu took the tea cup that Emperor Zhende had drunk in his hand, and said while scooping up the hot tea: "Your Majesty, do you remember that you wanted to kill me on the way to Luoyang Palace before?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc's face was uncertain: "Remember." If it weren't for you, Wu Zhen would have been a long time ago," he said abruptly.

He looked at Wen Qingwu with a gloomy gaze: "What do you mean?" ”

Wen Qingwu was not prepared to hide it from Emperor Zhende from the beginning, he was just thinking about what kind of attitude he would say. She has only been in the palace for a year, but the illness of the nineteenth princess has already been in her mother's womb, and this matter is completely clear to her, as for who did it, she doesn't know, and she doesn't want to know at present.

"Exactly." As she spoke, she handed the hot tea in her hand to Emperor Joan of Arc: "It's true that slaves don't know how to heal, and the reason why they can treat Princess Jinyang's illness is that they can find out the cause of her illness - Wu." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc pinched the tea cup in his hand, the green tendons on his hands were exposed, and he almost crushed them, and his dark face was vaguely angry: "No wonder, no wonder!" It's no wonder that my Tai Hospital hasn't even diagnosed and treated the cause for so many years! No wonder, my queen died after giving birth to nineteen, and there is no medicine for the stone! ”

As he spoke, Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu: "Can you find out who did it?" ”

Wen Qingwu's face was shocked: "Your Majesty, how can the slave find out?!" Her voice was frightened: "The slave told you this, and I only told you because I didn't dare to deceive you. In the past ten years, or decades of past events in the palace, how can I, a little palace concubine who has just entered the palace, find out anything? ”

After a pause, he continued: "I'm afraid that I will die tragically in the palace before I find out a second person!" ”

"They dare!" Emperor Joan of Arc said angrily: "If I dare to stretch out my hand under my nose, I will copy his nine clans!" The latest chapter of "Rufeng Ling Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.