When the cold kite on the trunk saw it, his eyes immediately widened in shock, his face turned red, and he turned his head in an instant, ignoring the rudeness.

Under the locust tree, the breeze blows, and the mottled shadows sway on the face.

She leaned against the trunk of the tree, her waist held tightly in his arms, and her hands were so tense that there was nowhere to put them.

He closed his eyes, his body was much taller than her, and he had to bend over, his broad heart like a big tree, completely enveloping her thin under his wings.

In an instant, she suddenly came to her senses, her eyes were cold, she pulled out the dagger at her waist, and slashed at his neck in an instant.

Sensing her abnormality, he quickly stepped back, the dagger slashing across his cheek, grazing his skin and oozing a drop of blood.

I saw him stroke the back of his index finger, looking at the blood stains on it, he coldly raised the corners of his lips, and his tone was deep and complicated, "What is this king can't tolerate, now you know?" ”

Her fingers tightened, looking at her scratched cheeks, resolute and cold, a pair of burning phoenix eyes almost burned her, her whole mind was instantly chaotic, and she suddenly felt overwhelmed by what he did and questioned.

So, she turned around and hurried up to the attic in the study.

At the same time, in the harem of the imperial city.

The queen sat leisurely on a bench made of bamboo strips, beside her two palace maids slowly fanning, and there were some ice cubes in the room, adding a touch of coolness to this hot summer day.

After a while, the eunuch brought a bowl of lotus seed soup to cool off the heat and waited on the side.

Duan Yixuan sat on a vermilion lacquer round stool beside her, "The queen mother is looking for her son, I don't know what is going on?" ”

"I heard that recently, you and the Seventh Imperial Concubine have been walking around a lot?" She put down the spoon and raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of inquiry in her calm eyes.

Duan Yixuan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "We have met less than ten times, so we can't talk about it often." ”

"What are you going to do?" She picked up the towel handed by the palace maid and gently wiped the corners of her mouth.

He looked at the Queen, "What does the Queen mean?" ”

"Feng Lingye is different from ordinary women, what are you approaching her for?" The queen asked straight to the point.

Duan Yixuan fell into contemplation for a while, frowned slightly, and thought for a long time before looking at the queen with a distant look, "Erchen thinks that she will definitely become a very useful person in the future." ”

"The queen mother knows your thoughts," the queen didn't seem to be worried at all about him approaching Feng Lingye, and only said in the tone of a person who came over, "You befriend her, and the queen mother won't stop you, but remember not to be tempted by her." She is a pawn of your father, and a pawn will eventually become an outcast. ”

When Duan Yixuan ascended the throne as emperor, as Feng Lingye, he would never be allowed to enter the harem and tarnish his son's reputation.

Duan Yixuan's phoenix eyes were deep, his head bowed slightly, and he agreed to the queen's advice.

It's night.

West Garden.

In the simple and narrow bedroom, Feng Lingye lay on the bed, pillowing his head with one hand, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

The mind is chaotic, the mind is restless, and there is a feeling of boredom and breathlessness.

Sister A is in a difficult situation, enduring Duan Rui's insults and whippings everywhere, her mother is threatened in the deep palace, and the whereabouts of the third sister are unknown, I don't know whether she is alive or dead.

Now, the relationship between her and Duan Junmo is so messy, and another Duan Yixuan has appeared in the middle, things are becoming more and more complicated, and she has begun to fall deeper and deeper, and she can no longer easily escape.

For a while, I couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep.

At the other end of the palace, in the courtyard of Kintaken.

Duan Junmo was wearing a white undershirt and a dark green robe outside, standing under a tree with his hands in his hands, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, his expression was obscure.

All along, he has been able to control his emotions perfectly, but facing her alone, he seems to have another soul living in his body, and his words and deeds are no longer the same as before.

His feelings for her, even he himself didn't understand what kind of emotion it was, not love, but he wanted to possess it, and once he forcibly possessed it, he felt empty in his heart, as if there was nothing.

Seeing her with others, his heart was as if a pair of hands were clutching tightly, making him unbearable, and in the end all his unwillingness turned into anger, hurting her, but he was even more uncomfortable.

The night breeze gently blew his wide robe, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes were full of loneliness and confusion.

When he was young, the subordinate guarding the door came to him, "Lord Wang, something happened to Concubine Qin." ”

He withdrew his gaze and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Concubine Qin has had a high fever since the evening, she was afraid that the prince would be worried, so she kept not letting the next person come to report, the doctor came to see it, took the medicine, and did not take the matter, and the people around her did not dare to delay, so she hurried to report to the prince." The subordinate lowered his head and said.

His face sank, he didn't say anything, and immediately walked towards the Lanxiang Pavilion.

In the Lanxiang Pavilion, all the subordinates were like ants on a hot pot, so anxious that they went around, some went to fetch ice, some went to fetch cold water, and some decocted medicine, and they became a mess.

As soon as Duan Junmo came in, the minions were so frightened that they hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Duan Junmo ignored it, went straight into the inner courtyard, and when he came to the bedroom, he saw Zhuang Nanyan lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his face flushed, with a wet towel on his forehead, and one hand softly outside, motionless.

He sat aside, took away the towel, reached out, and sure enough, his hands were as hot as fire, and then he looked at the maids kneeling in the room, his face was gloomy and terrible, "What about the doctor?" ”

"The doctor has seen it, and the medicine has been taken, but Concubine Qin just doesn't have a fever, and the slaves and maids have tried everything, so I ask the prince for forgiveness!" Jian Luo knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly.

"It's so serious, I'm only here to report it now, is this king too indulgent to you, or is Concubine Qin too fond of you?" His tone was cold, and every word was like a blade, frightening people to call forgiveness and forgiveness.

Now is not the time to hold him accountable, he immediately looked at Jian Luo, "You immediately send someone to the Tai Hospital to ask for an imperial doctor." ”

"Lord Wang, have you forgotten? The one who often sees the prince and Concubine Qin is the old imperial doctor who came out of the Tai Hospital, he has many years of experience and has no way, how can the young imperial doctor in the palace have a way? Jian Luo frowned tightly, looking like she was frowning, thought for a moment, and asked inquiringly, "Why don't you let the princess give it a try?" The queen's stubborn illness, the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless, but the princess was easily cured, maybe she could also reduce the fever for Concubine Qin. ”

Duan Junmo turned to the unconscious Zhuang Nanyan, it was not a way to keep burning like this, and it might be life-threatening if it dragged on.

So, he agreed to Jian Luo's proposal, and his tone was slightly dark, "Let her come." ”

After receiving the order, Jian Luo immediately rushed to Xiyuan without stopping.

At this time, Xiyuan had already turned off the lights and fell asleep, Jian Luo didn't care about it, she directly pushed open the courtyard door and rushed in, and in an instant, she was blocked by Gong Jiyue.

"The prince has an order, let Feng Lingye treat Concubine Qin's illness!" She looked at Gong Jiyue with dignity.

Gong Jiyue didn't take her seriously at all, "The princess is not anyone's doctor, Zhuang Nanyan will take medicine when she is sick, and find a way to cure it herself." ”

"You disobeyed the prince's order and delayed Concubine Qin's illness, the prince will definitely drive you out of the palace!" Jian Luo's eyes widened angrily.

Gong Jiyue smiled coldly and replied lazily: "Really? I'm so scared. ”

After seeing "her" methods, Jian Luo didn't dare to come hard, only snorted heavily, and then turned around and returned to Lanxiang Pavilion.

Suddenly.

After she returned to the bedroom of Lanxiang Pavilion, she knelt down towards Duan Junmo, tears were first-class, and she cried: "That Xiaoyue in Xiyuan, you have to block and prevent the slave and maid from entering the house, the slave and maid said that this is the order of the prince, and she will not let it, the slave and maid are not in a good position, and please punish the prince!"

Duan Junmo's sword eyebrows condensed slightly, "Cold kite." ”

Leng Kite immediately flew down from the beam of the house and knelt on one knee, "Master." ”

Duan Junmo gave a look, he bowed slightly, turned around and left.

But as soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he bumped into Feng Lingye and the two who were walking towards him, he suddenly touched his head, looked at the upper house, and flew back to the beam.

Jian Luo knelt on the ground, still crying and complaining, "The maid next to the princess is really powerful, where are the slaves and maids her opponents, the princess is in the back room, even if she sleeps soundly, she should be able to hear it......"

"You forcibly broke into my Xiyuan, before you knocked on the door, you came in and ordered me to treat your master's illness, and now you are slandering me behind your back, are you Your Excellency Lanxiang looking for someone to do things, are you all such an arrogant attitude?" Feng Lingye stepped into the room and looked at Jian Luo coldly, her tone sharp.

When Jian Luo heard this, she was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and closed her mouth weakly.

Duan Junmo glanced at her lightly, but didn't say anything, but looked at Feng Lingye, wanting to say something.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lingye met his eyes coldly, "Lord Wang, you are sitting here, how can the doctor see you?" ”

Duan Junmo was stunned, his thin lips pursed, and he stood up.

When the subordinates of Lanxiang Pavilion saw it, they all gritted their teeth in anger, if it weren't for their master's illness, she would dare to talk to the prince like this even if she was a prisoner?

Feng Lingye walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and probed Zhuang Nanyan's body temperature, she did have a high fever, and then she looked at Jian Luo who was kneeling on the ground, "How is Concubine Qin sick?" When did you get sick? ”

"Aren't you a doctor? Do you want to ask me too? Jian Luo replied angrily.

Gong Jiyue snorted coldly, "I see that everyone in this Lanxiang Pavilion is the master, and they all speak so confidently." ”

Jian Luo glared at Gong Jiyue, but Gong Jiyue raised the corners of her lips in disdain and no longer bothered her.

"First, I'm a doctor, not an immortal, so I can't count everything about her," Feng Ling said coldly, seeing that they are not sincere in seeing a doctor, then they can't die, so there is no need to worry, "Second, if you don't want to cooperate, let your master suffer, and I can't control it." ”

With that, she stood up, "Xiaoyue, let's go." ”

"When Concubine Qin was making cold soup for the prince, her hands were soaked in ice water and cold, that is, she began to feel unwell this morning and began to have a fever in the evening." Jian Luo said anxiously.

After Duan Junmo heard this, he didn't have much expression.

Feng Lingye stretched out his hand to Jian Luo, "Give me a copy of the list prescribed by the doctor and the boiled medicine residue." ”

Jian Luo didn't fight again, and immediately ordered someone to go to the kitchen to get the medicine residue, and she took out the doctor's prescription from the cabinet.

Feng Lingye checked the prescription and there was nothing wrong.

Then, the subordinate brought up the medicine residue again, which was also in line with the symptoms of treating wind chill and high fever.

"Princess, you are here to prescribe medicine to our concubine Qin to reduce fever, not to investigate the case." Jian Luo muttered dissatisfiedly.

Feng Lingye frowned deeply and ignored her, since the list and medicine were fine, and there was ice water to cool down, why couldn't the fever go away?

The situation was puzzling, she guessed that this might be a bureau, so she would not prescribe medicine rashly, so she said to Duan Junmo, who was sitting silently: "Since the doctor has also prescribed medicine, and she has also taken medicine, if I prescribe another prescription, it is likely to cause her discomfort, it is better to observe for a while, and it is not too late to prescribe medicine."

Duan Junmo's face was expressionless, and he bowed slightly.

Jian Luo saw that this Feng Lingye just wanted to absolve herself, so she immediately stretched out her arm and stopped her, "Since our Concubine Qin's condition has not stabilized, it is better to bother the princess to stay in Lanxiang Pavilion temporarily, so that it is convenient to treat Concubine Qin in time." ”

After speaking, she looked directly at Duan Junmo, "Lord Wang, what do you think?" ”

Duan Junmo turned his back to Feng Lingye, unable to see his expression clearly, only listened to his low and hoarse tone, and was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Tonight, you stay."

Feng Lingye raised the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly, opened her lips, and coldly replied, "Okay." ”

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

As long as it involves Zhuang Nanyan's safety, in Duan Junmo's eyes, everything becomes less important.

Jian Luo took her to the next room, saying that it was next door, but because there was only a layer of hollow carved wood wall in the middle, which was connected to Zhuang Nanyan's master bedroom, but the layout was very small and very simple, and it was a place for the subordinates to serve the master at night.

Feng Lingye glanced at the room, the smile on the corner of his mouth was bitter, this kind of place, he wouldn't not know that it was for his subordinates to rest.

Once upon a time, he withdrew her title of, and she naively thought that at least in his eyes she would no longer be a lowly.

But at the moment, it's all his own self-inflicted feelings.

Lying on the bed, my heart was full of mixed feelings, not uncomfortable, only full of self-deprecation and ridicule.

She wrapped the quilt tightly over her head, reaching out over and over again