Hongxiang's eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief, and she suddenly cried bitterly.

The people in the house rushed to hear the sound and saw this mess, "That... Is that! ……”

Hongxiang heard Furong's voice and her legs were already weak in fright, and she knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

Fleur's face was already pale with fright, "Poisonous! ”

Everyone's eyes looked in the direction of Fleur's finger, and the silver steps on the ground had begun to turn black, it was pitch black!

This made Hongxiang even more overwhelmed, and she only knew to sit and cry.

Dou Yifang was the first to speak, "Quick!" Clean up this place! Don't let Wu Juan see it. ”

As soon as he said a sentence, in the panic, he heard someone shouting in a panic, "Wu Juan! No trickle! ”

When Dou Yifang looked back, Wang Liuyue heard the sound and came out to see what was going on, where did she know that she had just walked out of the door of the main hall, and looked straight at it, it was the black and shiny ground, one was not guarded, she could no longer hold it, and she fell to the ground.

"Come on, please ask the imperial doctor, Wujuan fainted, your Majesty, you save Wujuan......"

Dou Yifang tried her best to control herself not to panic, the only person she could think of at this moment was her. almost ran to Huadu Garden, Dou Yifang was afraid that it would be too late, and Wang Wujuan would really be saved.

"The son of the Dou family?" The man suddenly stopped her, and she looked back in shock, only to see the man coming out with a basket of flowers.

"Xiangjun ......" Dou Yifang couldn't hold back anymore at the moment, and hugged Su Xiangjun, she was so strong, but she still cried.

Gu Hui'er deliberately embarrassed her that day, she saved her, this time, will she help her again this time?

"Yifang, what's wrong, don't cry, can you tell me something?" Su Xiangjun hadn't had time to put down the things in his hand yet, but looking at Dou Yifang's eager appearance, he really couldn't calm down in his heart.

At the banquet that day, Zhen Shurong deliberately embarrassed Wang Liuyue, she wanted Ming Bazi to intercede for her, but Ming Bazi reprimanded her with four words, "Mingzhe protects herself." ”

Su Xiangjun also hugged Dou Yifang, "Yifang, it's not that I didn't help you and Wang Wujuan that day, with my meager strength, there is really no way, Yifang, I hope you don't blame me, I will always regard Yifang as a good sister in my heart......"

Dou Yifang nodded, now is not the time for their sisters to catch up, she grabbed Su Xiangjun's shoulder, and she didn't even know that Su Xiangjun was hurting, "Xiangjun, please, can you do me this favor?" I want to see the eight sons, let me see the eight sons. ”

"Yifang, what's wrong? You say it well. ”

Su Xiangjun looked at Dou Yifang worriedly.

Dou Yifang told Su Xiangjun everything that had just happened.

"It's not that there is no way to see Ming Bazi, it's just that you are the person next to Wang Wujuan, if Zhen Liangren knows about it, then Wang Wujuan is only afraid that it will be more dangerous, why don't you go to the Tai Hospital first, ask a Tai doctor to go back and show Wujuan, I'll go and tell Bazi, Bazi values me very much, I think she will also think about it......"

One sentence reminded Dou Yifang that Wang Liuyue is still in a coma, but will the people from the Tai Hospital really go to see Wang Wujuan?

"Sister, you know that too. Now that this Changmingxuan is like a cold palace, will anyone be willing to treat an unfavored concubine? There is another reason why Dou Yifang is so worried, Wang Wujuan openly offended Zhen Liangren that day, the emperor is obviously on Zhen Liangren's side, even if Wang Liuyue is a good person in the palace on weekdays, no one will dare to act against the emperor's questioning.

You must know that as long as Zhen Shurong blows the wind in his ears, those people are very likely to lose their heads, who wants to do such a deal?

"Don't worry, now Wang Wujuan is still the emperor's concubine, they don't dare."

Su Xiangjun knew Dou Yifang's worries, and when Dou Yifang went, she also returned to Huadu Garden to find Na Ming Bazi.

This night, the west wind is compact, and the Han Palace is quiet after entering the night, with almost no noise, very quiet, and it is also very crisis-up-and-down.

Dou Yi's room was led in by the back door, except for the time during the day, she came to Huadu Garden for the first time, and the flowers in Huadu Garden competed for beauty, just like the women in the Han Palace, the fragrance of flowers at night was refreshing and calming.

Ming Bazi held a solemn demeanor, half-squinted and sat on the chair with carved and inlaid agate, and there was a fan in his arms that was not matched, and the people around him all retreated with interest, only Su Xiangjun was still beside him.

That kind of aura is something Dou Yifang has never seen, she doesn't have Lu Pheasant's majesty, nor is she as approachable as Wang Liuyue, and not as fierce as Zhen Shurong, but it makes Dou Yifang awe-inspired, and the only thing she did when she saw her was to bow respectfully, and a sense of awe arose in her heart.

"Are you Dou Yifang?"

The voice of the beautiful woman came into Dou Yifang's ears like a heavenly sound, and this voice was really good. Dou Yifang suddenly remembered that on the day he first entered the palace, he seemed to hear such a moving and beautiful singing voice in the palace, "Bazi, the slave dares to ask you...... Do you know how to sing? ”

Ming Bazi's eyes suddenly raised and glanced at Dou Yifang, she was interesting, "This palace can sing, so what?" ”

Dou Yifang felt a little excited in his heart, "Bazi, you were singing on the night of the sixth day of the sixth month of June, right?" It was when the slaves and maids had just entered the palace, and the slaves and maids happened to pass by the gate of a palace and heard someone singing, the singing was tactful and poignant, unparalleled in the world, just like the winding nine-song corridor. ”

Ming Bazi's eyes lit up a little, was she really singing that night, or was it after eating and getting drunk, that song was not sung to others, but to herself.

In this deep palace, there are too many struggles for women, and she has never dared to forget an ancient saying, called "Flowers are not red for a hundred days." ”

"Are you trying to set up the words of the main palace?"

Dou Yifang knew that she had trespassed, and originally just wanted to determine whether this singing voice came from Ming Bazi, but Ming Bazi's slightly angry tone made her come back to her senses.

She kowtowed to the ground knowingly, "Eight sons forgive sins, the slave didn't mean to offend you. Slave ......"

She was very remorseful in her heart, her purpose this time was to save Wang Wujuan from the dire situation, but not to please the boring children, now she only has to follow the rules and no longer cause the Ming family to be unhappy.

Unexpectedly, instead of asking Dou Yifang again, the Ming clan made her get up, and even asked Su Xiangjun to give Dou Yifang tea, Dou Yifang hesitated for a while and still took it, "The eighth son appreciates his face, but the slave and maid are disrespectful......"

"This palace invited you to tea, but not because of your clever mouth." A smile gradually appeared on Ming Bazi's face, but his words did not loosen at all.

Dou Yifang's witty chin was known, "The slave maid has more good words from Sister Xiangjun." ”

Ming Bazi just glanced at Su Xiangjun, and his jade hand played with the bean-green tassels between the clothes, playing with it, and circled around the slender jade fingers, just like the palace knot.

"It's not because of her!" The smile on Ming Hachiko's face was deep or shallow, like a mystery, unfathomable.

What's the reason for that?

Dou Yifang's eyes wrote this question.

Ming Bazi held the teacup in his hand, unhurried, and ate a sip of tea slowly, moistened his throat, and the sound of the teacup resting on the white jade case was very crisp, just like the sound of Ru porcelain breaking in the palace that day.

"It's because of you!!" Ming Bazi said word by word.

Dou Yifang had a look of disbelief written in her eyes, but she clearly heard her say that.

"Because of the slave?"

Ming Bazi nodded, and let out a long sigh of gratitude, "You have only been in Changmingxuan for a long time, it is rare that you are so loyal, in the end, others do not have the courage to be commendable." When I was idle before, I heard Xiangjun say that she had such a friend as you, but I didn't expect you to be such a character. ”

Dou Yifang didn't know whether he was sad or happy in his heart, but he only thought about saving Wang Liuyue, "Ming Bazi praised it falsely, how can the slave and maid be able to do it, you can praise it, in the days when the slave and maid went to Changmingxuan, Wang Wujuan treated the slave and maid well, and the slave and maid still understood the reason for repaying kindness." ”

Although she has always firmly believed in the truth of Mingzhe's self-preservation, Zhen Shurong's determination to put them to death can be described as the way of a soldier, and the best defense is to attack.

"According to the usual friendship, my relationship with your master is not bad, but your master is too eyeless, at that time, she shouldn't be reckless, and openly provoke a concubine who is favored by the emperor, isn't it asking for hardship?"

Ming Bazi was right, Dou Yifang also felt that the events of that day were inappropriate, but they were made by a big mistake, and it was difficult to turn back.

Between the words, Dou Yifang seemed to understand the meaning of Ming Bazi's words, and when she was about to bow and retreat to find another way, Ming Bazi suddenly spoke, "This palace has a way to save your master, but I don't know if your master is willing to suffer this immediate loss." ”

"Please also ask Ming Bazi for advice."

The onion fingers still kept pointing at the flower case, and the sound of percussion made Dou Yifang's heart feel numb.

At night, still with the fragrance of flowers, like a tranquilizer, he gradually stretched Dou Yifang's frowning brows, and returned to Changmingxuan, it was already the time of the third watch. That Wang Liuyue had already fallen asleep with illness, and the depression in her heart had not been untied for a long time.

"Yifang, how's it going?" Fleur tiptoed over to ask about Dou Yi's room.

"Sister Furong, don't worry, I'll go and talk to Wujuan tomorrow."

Furong was just worried that according to Wang Liuyue's temperament, she would definitely not agree to this matter. Although Dou Yifang is clever and not chaotic in the face of danger, he is not a person who can touch Wang Liuyue's mind in the end.

It is magnificent, with a white jade plaque with hanging flowers, and a crystal curtain with colorful glass hanging beads. Through the half-curtain of soft smoke in autumn fragrance, Wang Liuyue's head slammed heavily on the ground, Dou Yifang quietly accompanied her by her side, her eyes were full of pity, looking at this person's stubborn thin figure, half a month ago, she looked a little busy, but in the past ten days, this has been locked up in Changmingxuan for more than ten days, Dou Yifang has seen her lose weight one after another.

Wang Liuyue said that she is the most observant and considerate, and knows what she thinks the most, so she has only been here for a few days, and Furong and Hanlian are not as good as Dou Yifang's position in Wang Liuyue's heart.

It is precisely because he understands too well that Dou Yifang's heart will also hurt.

Now, this person kneeling in His Royal Highness is Wang Wujuan, who openly confronted Zhen Shurong in the hall that day, and mouthed a mouthful of "concubine body is not guilty".

But now--

Kneeling on the ground, her forehead pressed against the bluestone slab, and despite the cold, beads of crystal clear sweat crawled all over her forehead and slid down her long eyebrows. In front of this beautiful person, she still lowered her head.