When the time is near, the lights in Jingshou Palace are bright.

The ulcer department in the Tai Hospital has always been a partial department in the palace, and there are few people in the Tonggong, and it has never been as busy as it is today since the establishment of the hospital.

Since the afternoon to heal the forbidden army carried down from the east gate, until now, several doctors and doctors have not even eaten a decent meal.

Now he was called by Zhou Shouyi to Jingshou Palace to help treat Lu Yanchen's injuries. Judging by his injuries, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Several doctors sighed, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao was now asking them to make up for the water they had rowed before.

"Is there a danger to your life, sir?" Every time a doctor came out of the room, Ye Tianhuai would come up and ask again.

No one answered her, they all hurried by with their heads bowed.

"Your Majesty Shao'an is not impatient, Mr. Lu has his own natural appearance." Aunt Fanghua persuaded from the side.

Ye Qianhuai stopped pacing back and forth and sat down on a chair in the main hall.

She was silent for a while and asked, "What about Li Baoquan?" ”

"Gonggong Li is arranging the inner court to arrange Concubine Lan's mourning hall." Aunt Fanghua replied.

Ye Tianhuai looked stunned and said, "Is it in Yichun Palace?" ”

Aunt Fanghua nodded, her expression heavy.

At this time, Zhou Shouyi walked out of the inner room, wiping his hands with a clean hand towel in his hand.

Ye Tianhuai immediately stood up and asked, "Grandpa Zhou, how is it?" ”

Zhou Shouyi finished wiping his hands, raised his head and looked at Ye Tianhuai's left shoulder, when she came back, the wound on her shoulder was a little cracked, Zhou Shouyi wanted to give her a new stitch, she refused, insisted that he see Lu Yanchen first, and now a palm-sized light-colored blood stain oozed from the bandage wrapped on her shoulder.

"Go inside." Zhou Shouyi couldn't help but push her to another inner room.

Seeing Zhou Shouyi like this, Ye Tianhuai let go of his heart. If Lu Yanchen was worried about his life, he would not be like this.

"Auntie, I'm tired of telling the small kitchen to cook some rice porridge and cook it a little bit."

Aunt Fanghua left in response. Ye Tianhuai sat down in the back room, took off the cloak he was draped on, revealing a bandaged wound.

"Most of Mr. Lu's body was bruised and whipped, especially the whip wound on his chest, which was beaten with a whip with a barb, which was seriously injured and delayed, and there was a risk of sores. In addition, there are several knife wounds, but the wounds are very shallow, have been treated, and should be fine. Zhou Shouyi reported to her while retreating Ye Qianhuai's wounds.

Ye Tianhuai hissed in pain, and then said in surprise: "The knife wound is very shallow? ”

"Yes, there are a few knife wounds on his arms and legs, but they are only on the skin, he is young, his body is good, and he should be fine in a few days after taking medicine."

After speaking, he held a plaster coated with green ointment in one hand, and said to Ye, "Bear with it." ”

As soon as Ye Qianhuai nodded, he covered the entire ointment on her wound.

A dense pinprick sensation spread all over his shoulders, numb and painful, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Ye Tianhuai's forehead.

After a while, the pinprick subsided, and there was a slight coolness on the shoulder, which was much more comfortable.

Zhou Shouyi helped her put on a middle coat and an outer robe.

Ye Tianhuai thought in his heart, the knife wound should be caused by the fight in the East Gate, as for the whip wound and bruises, I am afraid that they were punished.

"How are the others?" Ye Qianhuai asked.

"The wounds have been treated, the person has fainted, and I am afraid that I will have a fever tonight." After speaking, Zhou Shouyi added, "I will guard here, you have a good rest." ”

Ye Tianhuai nodded perfunctorily and said, "Hard work Grandpa Zhou." I went to Yichun Palace, if there is any situation in the sir, let people report it quickly. ”

With that, she put her arms around her neck and walked out quickly.

Zhou Shouyi wanted to persuade something, but in the end he just opened his mouth and did not speak.

He knew that it was useless for him to persuade.

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Yichun Palace.

Because Qin Baozhu was promoted to the concubine position, the mourning hall was arranged overnight according to the specifications of the concubine.

Yichun Palace has hung mourning flags from outside the door to the main hall, and the white flowers are particularly desolate in the middle of the night.

The main entrance of the main hall was open, and in the main hall was a large sandalwood coffin with four white candles lit at the four corners of the coffin. On the offering table in the center is a delicate tablet, and a white candle is also lit in front of the tablet to offer melons and fruits.

The mourning hall has been basically arranged, and only Li Baoquan and the two little eunuchs are left in the courtyard to finish the finishing work.

Seeing Ye Tianhuai and Qin Yang, several people put down the work in their hands and knelt down to salute.

"See Your Majesty, why did Your Majesty come here?" Li Baoquan asked.

"I'll take a look, you're busy with you." Ye Tianhuai walked straight to the main hall.

There was no one in the mourning hall, no wind, and it was so quiet that it seemed like everything was still. Ye Tianhuai looked up at the spirit card, which was engraved with Chen Lan's name.

"Qin Yang, you stay here tonight to accompany her." Ye Tianhuai raised his hand, lightly touched the edge of the coffin, and quickly retracted his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qin Yang's voice was a little hoarse.

Ye Qianhuai nodded hastily and left the main hall, she didn't even dare to look up at him.

Until last night, Yichun Palace was still her stay, who would have thought that overnight, this place would become a mourning hall.

There were still piles of stones and tools in the corners of the courtyard, which were left over from Qin Baozhu and Aunt Fanghua when they were discussing the expansion of the small kitchen of Yichun Palace a few days ago.

Ye Qianhuai subconsciously walked into the small kitchen next to the courtyard gate in the east.

According to the Shen Criminal Division, Qin Baozhu was dressed like a cook when she was arrested, and she was busy cooking here when she thought about it.

Ye Tianhuai walked to the stove and lifted the lid of the pot.

A familiar smell hits the face.

In the pot is a pot of braised beef that has been completely cold, probably the stove is unattended, and after the burning, the soup has been dried up, solidified into a browned color and sticks to the bottom of the pot.

But it's still the familiar taste of that leaf. Qin Baozhu's exclusive secret recipe.

Ye Qianhuai will never forget.

She suddenly remembered that when she left Yichun Palace this morning, Qin Baozhu had told her with a smile to remember to come back at noon, and she roasted braised beef for her.

For a while, Qin Baozhu's smile seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and Ye Tianhuai hung his head with one hand on the stove, only to feel that his nose was sour.

If it weren't for cooking for her, Qin Baozhu might not be wearing the clothes of a cook. If that is the case, will the Prudential Division be afraid, and will the outcome be different?

Ye Tianhuai didn't know.

She only knows that the best braised beef in the world, the kind of meal with the smell of fireworks in ordinary people's homes, she will never be able to eat it again in her life.

Ye Qianhuai's shoulders shrugged slightly. She told herself in her heart that she couldn't cry, she couldn't be weak, she tried hard to suppress the surging emotions in her chest, but the tears still couldn't stop falling, drop by drop, smashing on the cold stove.

In the dark kitchen at midnight, the young emperor sobbed silently.

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