"Ruyi!" Murong Jin exclaimed.

"What to do? Murong Xiunu. Xi'er knelt in front of the bed and wept.

"Xi'er, you're watching here, I'll go find someone right away."

Before the words fell, Murong Jin turned around and ran out, but he almost collided with Yun'er, who was just about to come in outside the door.

"Master, where are you going?"

Yun'er shouted, but Murong Jin's figure had long since disappeared.

Scratching her head, Yun'er stepped into the room, but was frightened by everything in front of her, "Xi'er, what's wrong?" ”

"Yun'er, what should I do? What should my master do? ”

"Don't cry, Xi'er."

……

……

Gonggong Jiang held the lamp, and Sima Mo held his hand behind.

The silver moonlight sprinkled in front of the palace, and Sima Mo finally returned to the Yongming Palace, and did not stay overnight in the Xianghe Palace.

Stepping into the dormitory, Gonggong Jiang immediately handed over the palace lamp to the accompanying palace maid, and then served Sima Mo to remove his robe.

When the candlelight went out, Sima Mo's expression was indifferent.

"Your Majesty, please rest early." After the words fell, Gonggong Jiang withdrew from the dormitory.

It wasn't until Gonggong Jiang retreated that Sima Mo fell into the dragon couch and was about to go to bed, but at this moment, there was a sudden noisy sound outside the door.

Sima Mo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he got up and grabbed his robe and put it on his body, just at this time, the door was pushed open with a "bang", and then a slender figure broke in.

"Your Majesty, please save Wanxiunu!" I saw Murong Jin kneeling in front of Sima Mo.

"Your Majesty, Murong Xiunu, she ......" Gonggong Jiang looked embarrassed.

"You stand down first."

"Yes."

Gonggong Jiang retreated, and Sima Mo's gaze fell on Murong Jin, "Why did you break into my dormitory late at night?" ”

"Your Majesty, Wanxiunu is very sick, and the concubine begs Your Majesty to save Wanxiunu!"

Sima Mojian raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Since you are sick, then you should go to the imperial doctor, I am going to rest, if there is nothing else, retreat!" ”

Murong Jin was anxious, as a show girl, she had no real power and status in the palace, and there was no way to ask for a doctor, "Your Majesty, as the Son of Heaven, can you even ignore your own wife and concubine when she is sick?" ”

"Wife and concubine?" Sima Mo sneered, "Murong Jin, do you know what the word wife and concubine are?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin was stunned.

Wives and concubines are in the Dajin law, only those who have truly fulfilled their obligations as husband and wife can be regarded as real husband and wife, and Wan Ruyi has not been fortunate by Sima Mo since she entered the palace, so within the wife and concubine regulations, Wan Ruyi cannot be regarded as Sima Mo's wife and concubine, of course, including her, Murong Jin.

"Your Majesty, although Wanxiu Nu can't be regarded as a wife and concubine, but the rules are dead, people are alive, please Your Majesty for the sake of the concubine who saved Your Majesty at the beginning, save Wanruyi." She was referring to that time when Sima Mo almost had allergies.

"I have already given you the reward I should have given you." Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, "Stand down, I'm tired." After speaking, he turned around, but the hem of his robe was suddenly grasped tightly by a pair of plain hands.

I saw Murong Jin grab the hem of Sima Mo's robe, and said eagerly: "As long as Your Majesty is willing to save Wanxiunu, Your Majesty can do whatever you want the concubine to do, sweep, be an errand, serve in bed, and the concubine can do anything!" ”

Wan Ruyi and her are the same batch of show girls who entered the palace, since the day they met in the palace, Wan Ruyi has been pestering her, and she unconsciously regarded Wan Ruyi as her good sister in her mind, and now she sees that her good sister is sick, how can she sit idly by?