Chapter 39: The Concubine's Injury

Suddenly, such an event, the Buddha's birthday could not go on, and after the people left, the Xinmen Temple closed the mountain gate, and only the imperial city guards walked back and forth.

And the queen mother was frightened, the concubine Niangniang was injured here, and the host of Xinmen Temple trembled with fright, and took a group of monks to knock on the wooden fish to pray for the concubine.

The sound of dangdang, the noisy Zhou Chuwan was annoyed.

He stood at the door of the temple, and inside was the sound of several palace maids crying, occasionally mixed with Lin Qingluan's helpless comfort, and the sigh of the queen mother.

She was badly injured.

Especially for pampered women, such injuries are not only painful, but also leave scars, which is ugly that cannot be removed.

But she was still comforting others.

Zhou Chudui was unspeakable, although he heard that there was chaos outside, so he brought someone over, but in the end it was still a little late, and she was injured.

The imperial doctor in the house was also trying to find a way, but he was really helpless, the wound was long and deep, he could only bow his head and say a few words back to the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother was anxious and angry: "Do you have to leave a scar?" ”

"This ......"

"Queen Mother, it's fine." Lin Qingluan said with a smile, "Don't worry about concubines. ”

The Queen Mother was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "What is the mother and not the mother, since you are the emperor's person, you will call the queen mother together." ”

"Yes, Queen Mother." Lin Qingluan said with a smile.

In fact, it really doesn't hurt very much, it is much lighter than when she had a miscarriage, and it is not even as painful as the pain in her heart when she went to Bixia Yuanjun Temple a few days ago.

It can be seen that people are afraid of comparison, and when they compare, it is not interesting.

The wound was bandaged, and after asking the imperial doctor, and making sure that Lin Qingluan could also take the carriage, the queen mother immediately decided to return to the palace.

What is the Buddha's birthday, the Buddha did not bless her, and her old man was almost killed by an assassin, and she was a fart, so it was better to go back to the palace safely.

Zhou Chuwan got the news of the Queen Mother, so he said: "The minister escorts the Queen Mother and the concubine back to the palace, today's matter, the minister will also enter the palace to return to Your Majesty." ”

"Okay, good, the prince has a bow and arrow, and with the son of the world to accompany him, the mourning family and the concubine are also much more relieved." The Queen Mother responded with a smile.

Because of Lin Qingluan's injury, she took a soft sedan chair this time down the mountain, and the Queen Mother also sat on a top, and the two were not far apart.

Zhou Chuwan wanted to say a few words to Lin Qingluan, but he was helpless, so he could only follow her sedan chair stupidly.

After waiting for the carriage, Lin Qingluan fell asleep. After all, she had shed a lot of blood, and some soothing things were added to the medicine boiled by the imperial doctor.

When she arrived at the gate of the palace, the queen mother learned that Lin Qingluan was still sleeping, so she didn't allow anyone to disturb her, and the carriage rolled away, entered the harem directly, and stopped at the gate of Wan'an Palace.

At this time, Shangguan Yan, who had already learned the news, was already waiting at the gate of Yongshou Palace, but unexpectedly heard that the Queen Mother followed her to Wan'an Palace, and she was willing to come back only if she had to settle down with the concubine.

He could only hurry to Wan'an Palace again.

On the way, he knew that Zhou Chuwan was waiting to see the driver in Daming Palace, and he had already known that he happened to be in Xinmen Temple and saved the Queen Mother and the concubine, so he said: "Heran is not in good health, and he has worked hard today, let him go back first, and Ming'er will come to talk to me in detail." ”

As he spoke, he had already approached Wan'an Palace.

When she returned to the palace, she had enough manpower, and the Queen Mother found two vigorous grandmothers to come and asked them to carry the concubine back to the dormitory as carefully as possible, and it was best not to wake her up.

"The doctor also said that if you sleep more, people can get better faster." The Queen Mother didn't follow in, she stood at the door of Wan'an Palace, and patted Mama Wei's hand beside her as she spoke.

Mama Wei nodded, and wiped the corners of her eyes again: "The old slave should really thank the concubine." ”

She didn't follow the Queen Mother at the time, but she also knew afterwards how urgent the matter was, if it wasn't for the concubine, the knife would have been cut on the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother sighed deeply: "Mourning family...... Hey, mourning ......"

"Queen Mother!" Shangguan Yan's voice came urgently, he ran over in three steps and two steps, and when he saw the Queen Mother, he forgot to salute, "Is the Queen Mother okay?" ”

"It's okay to mourn the family, but it's the concubine...... Hey, concubine, she ...... "The Queen Mother is really hard to say."

The emperor naturally knew what happened on Xinmen Mountain, if he hadn't heard that the Queen Mother had ordered him to return to the palace just when he was about to look for it, he would have arrived on Xinmen Mountain at this time.

Shangguan Yan breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's good that the queen mother has nothing to do." ”

The Queen Mother glanced at him, waved her hand again, and the people around her all pushed five steps away, and they all turned their backs and didn't dare to listen more.

Shangguan Yan glanced at the Wan'an Palace.

"You also know that those people must have come to mourn the family......" the Queen Mother sighed.

Shangguan Yan bowed his head and was silent, and the Queen Mother said again: "The concubine is too stupid, with such a sharp kitchen knife, she is standing in front of the mourning family, and she doesn't snort when she is cut, and she has to protect the mourning family......"

was frightened by the assassination and didn't shed tears, but at this time she couldn't help it, and the Queen Mother cried: "If it weren't for her...... If it weren't for her, I'm afraid that the mourning family would have already confessed to that mountain at this time! ”

"Your Majesty, you and me are to blame for this, but you can't blame her! But now, lying there, it's her who is the one who has her skin open! ”

"You go see her!"

After the Queen Mother finished speaking, she suddenly grabbed Shangguan Yan's arm again, paused for a moment, and then said, "The imperial doctor said that he wanted to leave a scar, you ......."

Shangguan Yan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, the queen mother." ”

The Queen Mother sighed, and after a while, she whispered: "She is a woman, and she is ...... You can't implicate her, you ...... her, you her."

"The concubine is pure filial piety and strength, I will definitely reward her." Shangguan pursed his lips and smiled again, "Don't worry, the queen mother." ”

The Queen Mother closed her eyes slightly, let go of her hand, and didn't look at Shangguan Yan again.

Her son's heart is much more ruthless than hers.

It has always been that way.

"The queen mother is also tired, so let's go back and rest first. When the son saw the concubine, he went to serve the queen mother. Shangguan Yan said.

The Queen Mother nodded, helped Mama Lin's hand into the soft sedan chair, and left half-closed.

Shangguan Yan entered the dormitory of Wan'an Palace, the palace was a little busy, but it was not chaotic, Lin Qingluan's eldest palace maid An Lan sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes were red, but she arranged all kinds of things in an orderly manner.

Lin Qingluan was still sleeping.

Her long hair was scattered, and she was covered in black, but her little face became more and more pale, and even her lips, which had always been delicate, lost a little blood.

Shangguan Yan's lips pursed into a straight line, and he reached out and gently pulled open Lin Qingluan's placket.

An Lan sat on the side, looking at him with his fists clenched.

But Shangguan Yan didn't move anything, he just looked at the bandaged wound, which was still red with blood.

The Lin family is loyal to the monarch and protects the country.

Is it true?

He wanted to believe it, but he didn't.

Lin Qingluan is good, it doesn't mean that Lin Yaochen is also good, and it doesn't mean that Lin Jiajun is good.

He was just an emperor, and he didn't dare to risk the throne.

Shangguan Yan stared at the piece of Yin Hong for a moment, sighed, helped Lin Qingluan tidy up his clothes, turned his head to An Lan and said, "Take care of the concubine, tell the concubine, I will come to see her tomorrow." ”