Chen An trotted all the way back, took the best gold sore medicine, and only cared that His Majesty's hand was injured, and the ambiguous atmosphere was broken by his eunuch voice: "Your Majesty, you can take some medicine first, this hand is so red that it is swollen." ”

Chu Jiujiu immediately retracted his hand, ignoring even the pain, his face flushed slightly, he turned his head away, determined not to look at the ink-robed man who looked affectionate, "That, thank you Aiqing, I'm fine." ”

As she spoke, she put her hand on Chen An's arm, glanced at the porcelain bottle in Chen An's hand, and asked, "Is there only this bottle?" ”

Chen An's hand was very light, as if he was caring for a beloved flawless jade wall, he was very cautious, and he nodded in response.

In the next second, Chu Jiujiu's hand retracted.

This gold sore medicine is good, but she can make it ten times better than that.

But the hand in front of him seemed to need it even more.

Thinking of this, Chu Jiujiu took the gold sore medicine in Chen An's hand in his hand, took a step in front of the girl who was kneeling on the ground, and heard the low male voice beside him sound again, "Your Majesty, this female official will be handed over to Weichen to dispose of, so as not to dirty your hands." ”

Liuyu's body trembled obviously, and his right hand, which was gushing out and bleeding, clung to the ground.

Chu Jiujiu knew that Emperor Ci was to protect her.

Somehow, Chu Jiujiu's heart chuckled with a low tone, and he stood still.

In his eyes, no matter how gentle and innocent he is, he will never be able to get rid of the ruthless appearance he once had?

Is there really no way to change the ending?

Chu Jiujiu's heart was surging with bitterness, but the corners of his mouth rose up, and he turned to look at him and said, "Since you have spoken, then leave it to Aiqing to deal with." ”

She handed the porcelain vase to him: "This is the best gold sore medicine, just give it to this little female official, I know that she didn't mean to, and I didn't want to punish her, you don't have to be too harsh, after all, you have to take her out of the palace tomorrow, so it's convenient to take care of me all the way." ”

Chu Jiujiu put his hands behind his back, glanced at Liuyu, who had been kneeling on the ground behind him and never looked up, and quickly looked back, without looking at the ink-robed man beside him, he only waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, go back and rest, you take her away." ”

When the words fell, Chu Jiujiu left.

Chen An held back his red little face, hung his head and could detect the sinister aura around him, his eyes fell on the girl kneeling on the ground like a poisonous scorpion, and he walked around in front of her before leaving, his little feet stepped on the girl's hand impartially, and he snorted coldly and said fiercely: "The slave will always stare at you, if you dare to be disrespectful to Your Majesty, you will not forgive." ”

His voice was very light, but his strength was very strong, and when he saw that the girl in the crimson dress had gone away, he did not forget to get close to the emperor and whisper in his ear when he left: "There is the regent of Lao, you must be as wise as a torch, and you must also see that this female official is deliberate, how to deal with it in the past, you should know, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." ”

In the palace, Gonggong Chen, who has been serving His Majesty for ten years, no one dares to offend, including the emperor.

When the words fell, Emperor Ci bowed his head slightly and said, "Yes." ”

Chen An also returned the salute, and hurriedly took small steps and chased after him.

Seeing that the two of them were far away, the little eunuchs around them also followed Chu Jiujiu, and there was no one around, and there was silence.

Only then did Emperor Ci cover his exposed snow-white wrist with his exposed snow-white wrist with his hand, leaned over slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Get up first." ”

The pupils are constricted.

Obviously, he asked Chu Jiuyue to touch it just now?

No, it should be that he took the initiative to touch Chu Jiujiu, how did he get to her, all of them were blocked with robes, and not a trace of skin was exposed.

She still reached out and put her hand on the ink robe, and with the strength of his arm, she stood up together.

She deliberately put on her injured right hand, expecting that he would also feel distressed, and he would blow it on her like just now, or she could take 10,000 steps back, not asking for anything else, and it would always work with medicine.

Liuyu was looking forward to it, but the man in the ink robe just pulled his arm back and asked her, "Why are you acting so impulsively?" ”

Why?

It's not because of hate, but because of what?

The blood flowed like a river, the princess of the dead country, and even the people complained that even the sky was not all due to Chu September?

Now, he asks why?

Liuyu's eyes were red, the tip of his nose was sour, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Why are you asking me now?" ”

The emperor was silent, turned his head away, and stopped looking at her.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry." ”

He didn't even know what was wrong with him, and when he saw Chu Jiujiu injured, his heart felt like he had been slashed by a knife.

Seeing that the girl beside her didn't speak, Di Ci put the blood-stained hand behind his back, completely covered the blood stains, and handed her the gold sore medicine in his other hand: "Take the medicine." ”

Liuyu paused for two seconds, hung his head, and held back the tears in his eyes, just to prevent the tears from falling, took the medicine bottle, and stepped over the threshold with one foot accompanied by the cold wind.

Her heart hurt and she couldn't breathe, but her footsteps fell very tightly and she walked very quickly, and she was afraid that if she stayed for a second longer, the tears would never stop flowing.

In that way, it shows that she is too weak.

Too vulnerable.

The two of them were silent all the way, returned to the Regent's Mansion, and separated after walking through Qingyayuan.

Liuzhen to the left, the emperor to the right.

The girl in the dark green robe, with a golden ginkgo leaf under the robe, walked under the arch and stopped walking, wondering if the people behind her would come and coax her, even if it was to talk to her as she had been a child.

She listened with her ears sideways, but the footsteps behind her were getting farther and farther away, and the rustling sound of stepping on the leaves of the ginkgo tree seemed to be the wind, and Liuyu couldn't help but look back.

I saw that in the center of the golden whirlpool, the man in the ink robe with a tall posture was opposite to her, and the black boots landed calmly and powerfully, without the slightest attachment, colder than the winter wind and snow, and the chill was awe-inspiring.

She watched him get farther and farther away from her, until his back disappeared, and tears came out of his eyes, like a clear spring that had been discharged, and she couldn't stop.

The person he loved as a child will be related to him in the joy of his life.

She angrily threw the porcelain vase in her hand to the ground, and the white powder was scattered all over the ground, hid behind the arch, squatted against the wall, covered her mouth, and cried silently, until she couldn't breathe and breathed out of order, and she couldn't stop herself.

She tried to comfort herself, everything was because Ah Ci wanted to bring herself out of Chu Jiujiu's hands safely, so she would be courteous, and if she didn't talk to her, she was just angry that she acted impulsively.

Thinking like this, her heart became clearer and clearer, wiped her tears with her sleeve, stood up, and walked towards Yunliu Garden, the blood fell to the ground along the slender green and white fingertips, like blooming red plums, dazzling and gorgeous.

Yunliu Garden is in the south, and it is the courtyard where Liuzhen lived.

The night is blurry and the lights are turning.

A few insect chirps occasionally came from Qingyayuan, adding a bit of aura to the quiet and silent night.

Squeak~

Walking west along Qingya Garden, there is a courtyard with a hanging Nanmu plaque that reads Bangfeng Garden.

The door was carefully opened from the inside, revealing a faint yellow, and the hem of the garment was embroidered with two strings of white lily of the valley flowers, which were quite smart.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure was shrouded in warm lights, the young man's hair was soft and scattered to his waist, and two strands of twisted braids were braided with two red strings on both sides, he glanced at the soft little girl sleeping on the bed, and closed the door lightly.

Junyi's agile little face was vaguely proud, and he trotted all the way to Qingyayuan, and without even knocking on the door, he got in.

A gust of wind passed through his ears, and the brush was inserted into the doorframe in response, and it almost pierced his ear by a centimeter.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and tilted his head.

Mo Li was startled, sticking to the door frame and not daring to move.

I saw a man in an ink robe, sitting in front of the wooden desk, with his long legs stretched forward, one hand against the edge of the chair to support his chin, and the other hand threw the brush and hung down on his waist, his posture was quite lazy, but the folds of his eyebrows were quite conspicuous on his flawless face.

Mo Li knew it in an instant.

He was still strange, he never knocked on the door when he entered Qingyayuan on weekdays.

Only when the owner is in a bad mood, or has something on his mind, will he be alert to everything around him.

Mo Li quipped as he walked forward, "Master, are you trying to murder me?" ”

Emperor Ci raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said quietly: "Don't pretend to be sick?" ”

Mo Li scratched his head in embarrassment, he just pretended to be sick for a few more days.

Who let Lanyue's little girl take care of everything?

"Master, this is a secret between us, can you betray me and tell the little girl, or I will ......"

"How are you?"

Mo Li was deflated: "Otherwise, I will be miserable." ”

"Oh." The emperor's tone was playful, "Does that have anything to do with me?" ”

Mo Li stepped in front of him, patted the desk in front of him, and said angrily: "Master! ”

Emperor Ci looked at his appearance, lowered his head and smiled, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

His mind was full of Chu Jiuyue's injuries, how was it?

Even Mo Li's jokes and boring are not interesting.

Mo Li saw the white porcelain vase on the table, frowned, and asked, "Master, are you injured?" ”

He clearly remembered that the small white jade porcelain vase was left by Imperial Physician Liu before, because the medicinal materials were scarce, and they were more expensive than the gold sore medicine.

Although it is only a white jade bottle the size of a thumb, it can also live the flesh and bones of the dead.

Imperial Doctor Liu has always regarded his master as his own, and any good things will be secretly sent to the house first.

Mo Li clearly remembered that no matter how many injuries the owner had, he did not use medicine, only wrapped a few times with a cloth or bandage, and gave up without bleeding.

Thinking that he must have suffered a very serious external injury, thinking like this, and not hearing the reply of the man in the ink robe, Mo Li was a little anxious, walked in front of Emperor Ci, frowned, and lifted his wide sleeves.

Revealing snow-white arms.

The emperor was reluctant to kick him and slapped him, so he could only stand up and walk to the window, "I'm fine." ”

"You're here just in time, I'm going to leave for Pingyang early tomorrow morning, you and Lanyue are waiting for me to come back in the house."

"I'm going too." Mo Li hurriedly stepped forward, and his tone was firm.

From bottom to top, he carefully looked at the noble man for a moment, and saw that there were no blood stains, so he put his mind at ease.

Emperor Ci was not in the mood to change his clothes, and when he saw the young man coming, his bloodstained sleeves and robes were carefully covered from beginning to end, and he behaved extremely casually, making it impossible for people to find out.

He stood in front of the window, the fine fluff of his sideburns was clearly rooted in the warm light, and he gently pulled it behind his ears in the wind, and he was always very patient with the young man in front of him: "Pingyang is flooded with Gu worms this time, and it is menacing, you have also seen it, the little girl in Lanyue, no matter where you go, she will secretly follow, you can't bear to let her make a dish of Gu worms?" ”

"Bah, ......" Mo Li spat on the ground, walked to his side, lay down by the window, and looked up at the stars in the sky: "I will let her stay at home obediently." ”

"Master, don't you want to leave me."

Emperor Ci raised his hand and touched his head, and said earnestly: "Obedient." ”

Mo Li shook his head, broke away from his hand and didn't let him touch it, his voice was choked: "I'm not a two- or three-year-old child anymore!" It's no longer an age where you can coax it by touching your head! Brother, even if you don't take me there, I have a way to follow me! ”

The young man's clear eyes were dizzy, and he stubbornly fell back again, here with his head tilted to avoid crying.

When he was a child, Moli was a little crying bag.

Crying when the weather is hot, crying when the weather is cold, crying when you don't receive a gift, and even if you accidentally fall, you can sit on the ground and cry for a long time.

But he looks like a porcelain doll, everyone loves him, and when he cries, the whole general's mansion has no way.

Emperor Ci said at the time: If you cry again, I will regret picking you up and going home.

One sentence made the five-year-old Mo Li never cry again.

He often hid alone, crying secretly, and didn't let the emperor see it.

At this moment, his eyes were red, but he didn't let the tears fall, and his eyes were shining with water.

Emperor Ci was helpless and distressed, so he could only ask dotingly: "Is there really a way to make Lanyue obedient?" ”

Mo Li nodded: "Yes." ”

"You can't do it alone?"

"Hmm."

"Why don't you pack your things?"

"Hmm...... Well?? Mo Li's eyes lit up.

His body straightened instantly, and he looked back at Emperor Ci.

The ink-robed man raised his hand and flicked him a brain, and the corners of his lips went up, "Go ahead." ”

"The best host!" Mo Li smiled and gave him a big bear hug like a child: "I'll go now." ”

Before the words fell, he disappeared like a smoke.

Emperor Ci was suddenly hugged by him, and he was at a loss, and he disappeared like a gust of wind, before he came back to his senses and shook his head helplessly.

I'm afraid I'm going to be spoiled by him.

But he also knew that if he really didn't take Mo Li with him, Mo Li would definitely find Pingyang by himself, the road was dangerous, and he didn't feel at ease if Mo Li let a child go on the road alone.

The white jade bottle under the warm light was very eye-catching, he picked it up, just walked to the door, and then retreated.

Back and forth dozens of times.

Listening to Gonggong Chen's words today, there is only that bottle of gold sore medicine in the palace.

His Majesty's hand seems to be quite badly wounded.

What does it matter to him if the hand injury is not serious?

He went over to deliver a medicine, just to do his duty as a courtier, that's all.

That's all.

That's all.

After a lot of psychological struggle, the door finally opened.

The silver crescent moon is like a hook, and among the shadows of the swaying trees on the ground, a drop of ink shuttles through it, passing through the candle flames on the palace wall, shining on the red wall, elegant as a god.

Outside the dormitory, candles were lit all around, and only Chen An was guarding the door.

Emperor Ci's ink-colored robe blended with the boundless night, hidden in the treetops.

The door of the hall was closed, and he guessed that Chu Jiujiu should have fallen asleep, and he didn't want to disturb her rest, so he walked to the window on the side of the dormitory.

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