The Royal Garden, wind and rain.

In the gorgeous flower beds, the chrysanthemums with large bowls were ravaged by the wind and rain, and their slender branches and leaves could not support the flowers, and they shook violently in the wind until they crawled into the dirt.

The wisps of petals were stained by muddy water, and the original color could no longer be seen.

Under the tree, the wet hair clings to the pale cheeks, and the petite body trembles, but the amber eyes are still full of stubbornness.

seemed to think that the underskirt was an eyesore, and with a "bang" sound, Chu Yunjian rudely tore off her clothes and threw them aside.

The snow-white thin clothes were sent to the clouds by the autumn wind and swayed into the sky.

Shen Miaoyan's nails scratched the blood marks on Chu Yunjian's back, his muscles were tense, and he couldn't feel the pain, and in his mind, only the thought of possessing Shen Miaoyan remained.

The cold palm couldn't wait to hold her obscene pants, and because of the excitement, the hand that had imprisoned her hands was put down, and only supported her body, sending her to the same height as him.

However, as soon as he let go, Shen Miaoyan pulled out the hairpin of the Xia Grass Flower and cut his right arm without hesitation.

She used her strength to feed.

From the elbow to the wrist, a long cut was made, which was hideous and terrifying, and the bones were visible.

Blood gushed out.

Chu Yunjian covered her arms without saying a word, her scarlet eyes stared at Shen Miaoyan, her hand holding the hairpin was trembling, but her eyebrows and eyes were sharp, word by word: "Don't, touch me again!" ”

The rain pooled into tiny streams on the ground, and he lowered his arms, blood dripping down his fingertips, and with the rain, meandering toward the pond in the distance.

……

The rain is getting heavier.

In the Imperial Garden, Shen Miaoyan knelt alone under a tree, gasping violently from fear and nervousness.

Just now, Chu Yun shed a lot of blood, Li Qi brought someone over, held an umbrella, and helped him away in horror.

The hairpin fell from her hand into the dirt, and the rain washed the ground, but it couldn't wash away the blood.

The hem of her skirt was also stained with blood, and such a heavy color was incompatible with her young and beautiful face.

She tilted her head, the rain sliding down her slender neck and into her collar, cold to the bone.

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the rain remains, and ......

Footsteps.

She was stunned, and turned her head to look, the noble son in white was holding a sixteen-bone purple bamboo handle white silk umbrella, slowly coming from the distance of Wumengmeng, so bright and beautiful, as if the gods who stepped on the light illuminated the entire imperial garden.

The silk umbrella was tilted over her head, and Jun Shuying untied her cloak and handed it to her.

Because of the cold, Shen Miaoyan's face was pale and pale blue, she wrapped her cloak, Jun Shuying handed her hand, and her voice was gentle: "Get up." ”

She glanced at the white jade hand, and was about to pass it over, but saw that her hands were already covered with dirt and blood.

This man is clean.

She thought, slowly withdrew her hand, and tried to get up, but her slightly twitching calves couldn't support her at all.

She tried several times, but finally twisted her ankle and fell into the mud.

The splashes of mud stained Jun Shuying's brocade robe.

Shen Miaoyan's eyes couldn't focus anymore, but he was subconsciously scared and couldn't help but shrink back.

Jun Shuying looked at her quietly, and an indescribable emotion spread in her heart, like, distressed?

The warm smile that always carried the corner of his lips was wiped out, and he turned around and squatted down in front of her: "Get on your stomach." ”

An irresistible tone.

Shen Miaoyan had been drenched in the rain for too long, and the whole person was lying on his back in a trance and hugged his neck tightly.

Jun Shuying held her in one hand and an umbrella in the other, and walked towards Qianhe Palace.

Dan Feng's eyes looked calmly ahead, and the hand holding Shen Miaoyan was extremely tight, as if he was afraid that she would fall.

Qianhe Palace, Yiyuan Palace.

Chu Yunjian was lying on the bed, and Jun's face was bloodless.

The imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were all called, and the court judge personally bandaged Chu Yunjian, and his brows were always locked during the whole process.

Li Qi saw Chu Yunjian's face pale, and asked tentatively: "Lord Judge, Your Majesty's right hand ......?"

The court stroked his beard: "In a short time, it won't be needed." ”

"Will it be possible to return to business as usual after that day?" Li Qi asked again.

"This," the court judge frowned, avoiding his gaze, "if it is well raised, it may be able to recover." ”

Maybe it can be restored......

Li Qi made up his mind, sent the imperial doctors away, and instructed the palace maids below to cook the medicine.

When Shen Yueru came over, her gorgeous skirt was wet with rain, which showed how rushed she came.

She broke into the Yiyuan Palace, saw the man on the dragon bed at a glance, and hurriedly ran over: "Your Majesty, his hand is ......"

Li Qi hesitated for a moment, but still told the things in the imperial garden.

"How dare she scratch Your Majesty?!" Shen Yueru's face was condensed, and in the next moment, she got up and was about to go out, "This palace is looking for her to settle accounts!" ”

Li Qi hurriedly stopped her: "Niangniang, Your Majesty said before fainting——"

"What do you say?!" Shen Yueru was impatient.

Li Qi lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Say, no one is allowed to trouble Miss Shen." ”

The voice landed, and there was silence in the Yiyuan Palace.

After a while, Shen Yueru sneered: "Your Majesty's words in your sleep, how can you take them seriously?" Shen Miaoyan injured His Majesty's dragon body, could it be that he still wanted to get out of the way?! There is no such cheap thing in the world! ”

After that, he took the palace maids and walked quickly to find Shen Miaoyan.

Li Qi looked at her back and did not stop her.

He walked to the dragon couch, looked at Chu Yunjian's eyes full of pity, and said to himself: "The slave watched His Majesty grow up, Miss Shen hurt His Majesty's body, and the slave is really angry." When you wake up, if she is lost by the queen, it should be her life, and you must not be angry. ”

Shen Yueru walked through the long corridor carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the palace maids held the gorgeous skirts and entered the side hall not far away.

As soon as I stepped into the side hall, the thick smell of ginger soup came to my face.

Shen Yueru looked at the side of the hall, the curtain on the bed was hanging low, and Shen Miaoyan could be vaguely seen lying inside.

She walked over slowly, opened the curtain, and there was a moment of stagnation in the autumn water's eyes.

Duchess Shen Guo, that is, her aunt, gave birth to a face with a flowery and moon-like face, which was a face that made all the women in the capital jealous.

Now, that face has been passed on to Shen Miaoyan.

Shen Miaoyan is no longer an immature child, she is already a girl.

is a girl who can make His Majesty's heart move......

She leaned over, the golden armor sleeve brushed Shen Miaoyan's cheeks, and the moment she lowered her eyelashes, the emotions in her eyes suddenly became ruthless.

The golden armor cover slowly pinched into the white and tender cheeks.

However, before the blood was seen, a calm and cold male voice suddenly sounded: "Empress of Chu State." ”

She withdrew her hand without changing her face, and looked at Jun Shuying with a smile: "What a coincidence, the fifth prince also came to visit Miaoyan?" ”

Jun Shuying walked over with a piece of ginger soup and sat down on the edge of the bed, separating Shen Yueru and Shen Miaoyan, "Miaomiao got cold in the garden, and it was this king who carried her back." ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he clearly glimpsed the crescent-shaped pinch mark on Shen Miaoyan's face, he remained silent, scooped a spoonful of ginger soup, and fed it to Shen Miaoyan's mouth.

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