"Last night, she froze her hands when she pulled my skirt for me, and she was sick today, which is normal" Murong Xi felt that there was nothing abnormal.

Suiyu sighed at his stupid mother: "How could he be sick, such strength, such imperial courage, just a cold winter, that's it!"

And Murong Xi was already worried about him, Qingyan left, how could he listen to anything else, watching her leave the house, Sui Cheng watched Murong Chen slowly put away the chessboard, and grabbed: "No, it's not over yet, the king of this medicine will continue."

Before a few were confiscated, Murong Chen's face darkened, and before he could take a sip of tea, the backyard of Murong Mansion raised a painful sound of defeat.

And in the palace, because of the loud rain early in the morning, another person was holding a large basket of medicine to Cangwu Palace, and the guards guarding the palace naturally stopped her: "Stop, Cangwu Palace, don't enter casually."

The palace maid took out her waist card and saluted in a regular manner: "I am the palace maid of Concubine Li of the Crescent Palace, and I specially allowed Concubine Li's order to send medicine to the emperor."

Seeing that the waist card was real, the guards let him go, the palace maid went straight to the dormitory with a smile, gently pushed the door and entered, the light inside was a little dark, and when she walked in a little, she smelled his smell, on the couch in the distance, he was lying with his eyes closed, and even if he was so far away, looking at him, it was so good-looking, Nangong Yi heard the sound and thought it was Murong Xi coming, so he continued to close his eyes and pretend to be uncomfortable: "Xi'er, my hands hurt so much."

The palace maid smiled bitterly, it turned out that he regarded himself as her, but that was fine, at least he didn't drive himself away, and came closer, the red and translucent hand, some skin was still cracked, but in the basket, there was no relevant plaster, so she covered his injured hand with her own hands, trying to warm up the cold, but just the moment of touch, Nangong Yi immediately withdrew her hand, and the next second, in the dormitory, the hall was bright, and there was no one on the couch, and the voice that was colder than that hand entered every pulse in her body:" Who let you in"?

The palace maid didn't expect that just such a little contact, he could realize that he was not her, and immediately lay on the ground: "The slave maid heard that the emperor was sick, so she sent medicine."

"When is it time to need a maid to take medicine for me"? Nangong Yi casually picked up the robe hanging on the side and wiped his hands, just with a little force, the cracked skin hurt, and he frowned slightly.

At the same time, as well as Murong Xi, looking at the two of them with a chuckle, Nangong Yi turned his head and pouted: "Xi'er, she wants to insult me again."

Murong Xi's smile, Nangong Yisheng swallowed his saliva: "Don't speak."

Approaching her step by step, Murong Xi had endured enough of his temper: "Who let you enter my husband's bedroom?" Who will allow you to touch my husband's hand?"

Husband?? Nangong Yi pouted, walked to Murong Xi's side, and blinked his deep eyes: "Ben Fujun didn't agree."

Murong Xi raised his head and looked at him: "Let you speak"? Nangong Yi lowered his head and continued to pout.

Instead, he looked at the other person: "I'm asking you, the former Shangshu girl"?

When the palace maid saw her so arrogant, she couldn't let go: "I have a name"!

"But I don't want to hear it," Murong Xi laughed even more terrifyingly.

Seeing that Murong Xi's fire was also burning to the top of his head, Nangong Yi thought badly, and deliberately used his injured hand to directly wave away Shang Shunu, and immediately hung up tears: "Xi'er, it hurts."

I didn't want to pay attention to him, but I felt distressed when I saw the cracks on his red hands, and pulled him back to the couch, and the chest that came out of his underwear, Murong Xi looked at it and said, "People who don't know still think that you have something with that palace maid."

Nangong Yi clenched his neckline: "I'm innocent."

"You already said that last time," Murong Xi covered the quilt for him.

Nangong Yi lay down obediently, although there was a little episode in the middle, but he kept implementing his plan step by step, under the black futon, his red hand became even redder, and he seized the opportunity: "I waved away the palace maid just now, my hand is even more swollen, you see, this crack is deeper."

Seeing that the tears were about to slide out of his eyes, Murong Xi gently rubbed his hands for him: "How did you find out that she was not mine"?

"Intuition" Nangong Yi is proud.

"If I'm not here, maybe, she really has a chance," Murong Xi continued to warm his hands.

"Impossible," Nangong Yi confirmed.

Immediately, he looked at her with firm eyes: "Just for Xi'er, she is like a jade."

This sentence amused Murong Xi, deliberately increased the strength in his hand, and turned around to leave, Nangong Yi grabbed her: "Xi'er is leaving"?

Murong Xi sat back on the couch and put his hand into the quilt: "Suicheng happens to be in the house, I'll go find some medicine for you."

Nangong Yicai didn't want such a good atmosphere to be gone, coughed, Hua Mian came out of the shadows, and saluted: "Hua Mian will go immediately."

And this time, it was half a day, and when I saw him again, it was already afternoon, Nangong Yi was in a good mood today, and Hua Mian's sensibility was even more open-minded, and the sound was transmitted to him: Today, let you have a holiday, you go to the house, remember, there is no tomorrow morning, don't come back.

A pun, Hua Mian naturally understood, there was no figure in the dark, only the freshly twisted spike was left, he was eating sweet fruit in the house, and the fruit was brought to the palace by the black shadow before he could enter it, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Nangong Yi pretending to be sick and lying on the bed, presumably he must have asked himself to come to the doctor, but a rare opportunity, Suicheng will not let go: "One hundred taels, no two prices, gold, thank you."

I thought he would stare at himself, but who knows, the person on the couch gladly accepted: "Good".

In his arms, he directly took out a jade bottle, which was filled with white paste: "This is jade skin cream, thinking that the cold wind hurts the skin, it was originally brought to Xi'er to wipe his face, looking at your hand, the cracked skin has to be added to Liu Chenlu to melt into the jade skin cream, so that it can be good quickly, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, I will pick some now, you will wait."

Instead, Nangong Yi stopped him: "I'll go with Xi'er, you have a good time in the palace", and then, he was the only one left in the palace, and there was still a lingering voice: "The brand given to you last time can go anywhere in the palace." ”

In his arms, the jade plaque engraved with his name was still warm, and on the other side, Nangong Yi casually wore only a robe and pulled Murong Xi to the willow bank, along the entire lotus pond, hanging green willows, Murong Xi opened his mouth: "This willow is not a winter plant."

"In this palace, nothing is unusual" Nangong Yi is proud that his courtyard is so different.

Murong Xi saw that his robe was still bustling and revealing his underwear, took out a cigarette pen, and gently drew it, and the thick velvet dragon robe that was the same as his usual body was put on, but in his mouth, he didn't care about his words: "It's like that imperial garden"?

Nangong Yi was heavy, and he still felt a little sorry for the fallen sixteenth and seventeenth: "I have instructed Wenyu to dig up those bones and bury them well after his birthday."

"It's your spoiling that causes her to have no one in her eyes, do you know how sad their parents must be, their daughter died at such a young age in this seemingly prosperous imperial palace"? Murong Xi just wanted to tell him that many ministers did not have the intention to stand in the camp of the Xiao family, but that his unintentional actions lost the hearts of those ministers who wanted to rely on him, and he had no choice but to stand over and seek peace for the family.

"I understand," Nangong Yi accepted her words.