Murong Wan breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been pardoned, got up and pulled the placket of her robe on, and fastened the belt around her waist. The muscular man stood on the edge of the couch, and she hesitated and carefully leaned against the end of the couch to the ground.

Suddenly landed on the ground, his legs were sore and weak, as if he was not his own, and he barely stabilized his body by holding on to Xiao Ji on the side of the couch. first turned on the oil lamp, then took the clothes from the hanger, and turned around to see that the emperor had already sat up. Nishiki was slid down, revealing the man's honey-colored chest.

is different from the tall and thin man who wears a dragon robe on weekdays, and the emperor's lines at this time are full and powerful. The arms are solid, the waist is lean, and the criss-cross lines are faintly visible under the chest and abdomen. Two perfectly curved mermaid lines extend to the waistband of the pants, and on the slightly bulging pectoral muscles, the two red beans are particularly eye-catching.

This blood-pumping scene made Murong Wan blush, and she quickly looked away and lowered her eyes. Lianbu moved lightly, arrived at the couch, bowed his head and served the man to put on clothes.

Hearing the sound of rustling in the dormitory, Zhang Dehui asked softly, "Your Majesty is up?" ”

"Come in." A low voice sounded, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Zhang Dehui led a group of palace people to enter.

Under the cover of layers of palace veils, you can vaguely see a tall man stretching his arms, and a petite figure is busy.

After Zhang Dehui led someone to hold a sandalwood tray and enter the veil, he saw that the emperor had already put on his middle clothes, and Murong Wan was tidying up his neckline for him. The difference in height made her stand on tiptoe to barely reach it, and the emperor bent down slightly, staring intently at the shy girl, with a warm smile between his eyebrows.

Zhang Dehui, who was very eye-catching, hurriedly stopped his steps to step forward, ordered someone to put everything away, waved away the other palace people, and stood aside with his head bowed and his eyes down.

Murong Wan served the emperor after washing, looking at the rows of dragon robes, scarf crowns, jade belts, boots and a number of ornaments, she couldn't help frowning slightly, not knowing which one to take first.

The emperor chuckled and nodded between her eyebrows and said, "Love the concubine and look at it, let Zhang Dehui serve me." ”

Zhang Dehui was extremely familiar with this, and in a few moments, the emperor was already dressed neatly.

The dragon robe with twelve chapters, and the golden jade belt tightened the narrow waist. A few strands of black hair hung down on his shoulders under the black yarn wing's crown, two thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were as deep as black jade. The majesty and nobility are undoubtedly displayed, and the whole person exudes an innate kingly spirit.

"Let's go!" Singing harmonies sounded.

Murong Wanshi was supported by the emperor: "It's still early, Wan'er will sleep for a while." I'll come back to see you when I'm free. ”

As soon as the emperor left, Murong Wan fell on the couch, and her body hurt everywhere, if it wasn't for the emperor walking fast, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to support it.

"Niangniang, do you want to use some bird's nest porridge first?" Qiu Yu caught a glimpse of the red mark on her neck, pursed her lips and asked with a smile.

Murong Wan waved her hand weakly: "Let me lie down for a while...... first"

Qiu Yu stepped forward and pulled the brocade quilt cover for her, and then retreated.

The emperor's dragon chariot went all the way towards the Xuanzheng Palace, and the man sitting in the dragon chariot closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be the unique orchid fragrance of the girl between his snorts. Suddenly thinking of her awkward posture when walking, a deep voice came out of the chariot: "Zhang Dehui, pass on my message, Murong Xiurong doesn't have to go to say hello today." Then ask the Tai Hospital to send two bottles of Yurong paste to Qiwen Palace. ”

"The old slave obeys!" Although Zhang Dehui was surprised, he still obediently responded. The other concubines have just inherited the holy favor, and the emperor is just rewarding something, who has ever cared about whether they are injured or not.

And the jade cream is very valuable, not only can quickly heal wounds, but also nourish the skin. However, a few of these medicines are not easy to find, and the hospital can't match them much every year.

On weekdays, except for the Queen Mother and the Queen, if the other concubines can get a bottle, they all have to keep it like a baby. Today, the emperor gave two bottles as soon as he opened his mouth, which shows that Murong Xiurong is not ordinary in the emperor's heart.

Murong Wan slept until dawn, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the sunlight spilling in through the layers of light veils, and hurriedly called: "Qiu Yu, why don't you wake me up!" It's over, it's time to miss the time to say hello to the queen! ”

Qiu Yu pulled up the light veil in front of the bed and said with a smile: "Don't panic, Your Majesty has a will, you don't have to go to ask for peace today, so you can rest in Qiwen Palace." In addition, His Majesty also asked the Tai Hospital to send two bottles of Yurong cream. ”

"Jade Cream? What is the purpose of sending this? When Murong Wan heard that there was no need to ask for peace, she finally put her mind at ease and leaned back to the side of the couch.

Qiu Yu took a pillow and put it on her side, and said, "The imperial doctor who delivered the medicine said that this jade cream is a good thing, and if you put it on the wound, it can immediately stop bleeding and relieve pain, and it can also nourish the skin." The slave maid also felt strange, the mother was fine, how could she be injured. I told the imperial doctor, and the imperial doctor said that it was ordered by His Majesty, and the mother just kept it. ”

Murong Wan's face turned red, but she was not injured, the blood shed last night stained a large piece of the white towel under her body, and now as long as she moves, it is still a hot pain there.

Qiu Yu is only one year older than Murong Wan, and she is simple by nature, and she has not realized the mystery until now, seeing Murong Wan's cheeks crimson, she frowned: "Niangniang, why is your face so red?" Is it a fever? ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and probed her forehead, and felt that the temperature was normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said suspiciously: "It's not hot either!" What does the mother feel uncomfortable? ”

"No, you show me the jade cream."

Qiu Yu went to fetch a small brocade box, which contained a pair of white coarse-mouthed jade bottles. Murong Wan picked one up and uncorked the bottle, the paste inside was crystal clear, revealing a refreshing fragrance.

"Go get some water, I'm going to freshen up."

Sending the autumn rain out, Murong Wan loosened her belt, dug out a piece of ointment and applied it underneath. However, this posture was too shameful, and she was afraid that she would be seen by the returning autumn rain, so she could only hastily wipe the surface and give up.

The ointment was cool and cool, and although I only applied it a little, I felt a little more comfortable.

Qiu Yu brought a few palace maids in to serve, changed their underwear and middle clothes, and combed their hair in a bun. Someone had already brought a few dresses for Murong Wan to choose.

She casually pointed to a set of moon-white skirts, but Qiu Yu shook her head, and chose a long-colored silk embroidered skirt and a silver-red silk pinched cardigan: "That set is too plain, the mother should wear it more gorgeously." ”

"Why?" Murong Wan raised her eyebrows.

Qiu Yu sent all the palace maids out, and whispered in her ear: "When Chief Manager Zhang came to deliver the decree in the morning, the slave asked him if His Majesty would come today. Manager Zhang didn't say it directly, only said that he asked Niangniang to prepare for the drive. ”

Murong Wan's hand on his sideburns paused, and said, "Which concubine isn't waiting for the car at any time?" Mr. Zhang just said it casually, and he couldn't take it seriously. ”