"You, come with me!" The emperor pointed to Concubine Zhou Shu on the ground, with an angry look on his face.

In the Yuguang Palace, the cold painting screen was placed in the side room, roasting a charcoal fire. Murong Shijing sat beside her and rubbed her hands to warm her up.

"You said you, what are you doing in such a hurry? Isn't there no palace maid and eunuch next to you, do you have to save people yourself? Murong Shi helplessly counted the cold painting screen.

Leng Huaping looked at her inappropriate appearance and couldn't help but smile.

"Still laughing!"

"Look at so many palace maids and eunuchs at that time, but none of them saved him, if I don't save him, you won't have the younger brother of the Eighth Prince!" Leng Huaping pinched Murong Shijing's fat little face.

"Little Four, I think you took me on purpose!" Murong Shi asked with raised eyebrows, looking like he knew very well.

Leng Huaping didn't avoid her words, hooked the corners of his mouth and said clearly: "Indeed, I did it on purpose." The fall of the Eighth Prince into the water is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. ”

"You said someone deliberately pushed the Eighth Prince into the lake?" Murong Shijing was surprised, but at the same time, he said suspiciously, "No, if this person is Concubine Zhou Shu, it is absolutely impossible for us to see it." ”

"I think the driving force behind this matter must not be simple!" Murong Shijing said affirmatively.

Leng Huaping didn't answer, but looked at the fire in front of him jumping vigorously, as if he saw the shadow of Zhou Yufu under the raging fire, the events of the previous life were vivid, but I don't know if she can prevent Zhou Yuming from becoming the next ruler of the Great Jin Kingdom in this life!

"Like this trance!"

An abrupt voice suddenly pierced Leng Huaping's ears, and when he looked up, he saw that it was the Eighth Emperor who was treating him.

"How did you get into the palace?" Although he heard the conversation between Mr. Ghost and the Eighth Prince, Leng Huaping was still curious about how Jin Wuzai entered the palace!

"I'll come if I want to." The carelessness of what he is talking about today is as if there is no place in this world where he can't go.

Seeing that Jin Wuzai didn't want to say anything, Leng Huaping didn't ask any more.

"Little Four, you know the miracle doctor!" Murong greeted Jin Wuzai informally, and then asked Leng Huaping.

"It's just a meeting in the water." Leng Huaping said with one stroke, but now he said repeatedly: "The meeting in Pingshui saved my life." The grace of saving lives will be ......"

"Promise by example?" Murong Shijing suddenly interjected excitedly for some reason.

"What do you want!" Leng Hua held his breath and patted Murong Shijing's head in annoyance.

Murong Shijing stuck out his tongue, as naughty as ever.

"Alright, put your hand out, and I'll see how you're doing."

Now I don't talk much, sitting next to Leng Huaping has to diagnose her pulse, and Leng Huaping naturally cooperates.

……

"I'm afraid it's a bit cold, you remember to take a hot bath and wipe your body when you go back. I'll ask Dongyi to bring you two packs of medicine. "I'm not talking about the precautions for the cold painting screen.

But seeing Murong Shijing looking at the two of them with an ambiguous expression, although Leng Huaping's expression was impermanent, he was still gentle and gentle now. But no matter how she looks at it, she thinks that the two of them are very compatible.

It's a pity that there is already another person in the cold painting screen.

"In that case, I'll go back first." Jin Wuzai nodded at the cold painting screen, and retreated without further ado.