When I woke up, there was a strong bitter medicinal smell on the tip of my nose.

The sunlight poured in from outside the openwork folding door sprinkled on Twelve's shoulders, and the crow-blue eunuch suit was faintly glowing.

He was born white, so the redness on his forehead was especially noticeable.

"Twelve, who bullied you?"

I suddenly thought of the eunuchs who pushed him into the ice river in the first place, "Are those eunuchs, when I get better, I will avenge you!"

His serious face burst into laughter.

He smiled so beautifully, like an immortal who came out of a picture scroll, but it's a pity.

"No one bullied me."

Twelve poured out a cup of water and sat me up.

I took a few sips of water to moisten my throat and asked, "What's going on on that forehead?"

"I asked the Imperial Doctor to treat you, but they didn't agree, so I had to keep kowtowing to them and pleading for mercy." He scratched his head in embarrassment, and his words were fluttering, and he didn't take it seriously, but my heart tightened.

Only then did I realize that I was lying on the soft couch of the Tai Hospital, surrounded by quaint furnishings and fragrant medicines.

Twelve handed me a stack of medicines.

"One pair a day, drink it for seven days in a row and you'll be cured."

Looking at his smiling face, I clenched the thin blanket on my body in a cramped and panicked manner, "Twelve, you treat me so well, do you like me?"

He was stunned and asked uneasily, "Can't you?"

"Of course not."

Thinking that a long pain is better than a short pain, I said, "I want to marry the prince, and I want to fly out of the mud, how can I be with you. Don't love me, it doesn't work out."

"What's so good about the prince is nothing but a wretched creature in a golden cage."

What a guts.

I was so frightened that I jumped up and covered his mouth, "What nonsense, don't die! I'm not going to eat with you anyway."

Twelve's eyes showed a very cold look, inexplicably making people's scalps tingle, he pulled my hand and wanted to say something, when a shout came from outside the house, "Where are all the people dead!"

Jiang Guifei is rampant and domineering in the inner palace, and her slaves and maids are also pretending to be powerful.

"Where's the Imperial Doctor!"

Chunlan looked around and landed on me and Twelve: "Open your eyes, the slave can go to the Tai Hospital to see a doctor, and she is still lying on the soft couch where the master can lie down, and the Lu Yuan judges that the errand should be crooked."

Jiang Guifei still remembers the matter of appreciating the board, and I hurriedly knelt down to her: "I am Qingjie......

"Who wants to know who you are, bad luck."

Hanging eyes rolled their eyes, it was really majestic.

I'm afraid that I will be hit again.

I had to shut up.

She pointed to the twelve envoys, "Where have the doctors gone? If you don't hurry up and look for it, delay the matter of the concubine, ten heads will not be enough to cut off."

Hearing this, Twelve turned away.

Chunlan must have also been frightened by Twelve's gloomy expression now, and her previous arrogance was extinguished at once.

But she was exaggerated and wanted to kneel.

Twelve asked her, "Who came to fetch medicine for the concubine?"

"Yes."

She changed her posture and bowed her head obediently.

Twelve turned around and handed Chunlan a wad of medicine on the low table, "The imperial doctor is not here, this is a proper medicine for the concubine."

"Thank you, Your ......."

Chunlan politely took the medicine with both hands, choked again in the middle of her words, glanced sideways at me, and left in a hurry.

These two levels are reversed, and I don't understand.

But I know that Twelve is in trouble.

On the day he handed over the medicine to Chunlan himself, he heard that Jiang Guifei vomited and diarrhea after drinking the medicine, and the palace was full of panic.

Only Concubine Qin slapped her thigh with a smile: "You deserve it!"