Chapter Twenty-Three: Strange
Mu Jingzhao sat on the edge of the bed, he lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at Jiang Ning who was sleeping, her face was pale, there was still a little sweat on her forehead, and Liu Ye frowned, as if she was having a nightmare.
He hesitated, then reached out and tuck the corners of the quilt for her.
The quilt was the most ordinary cotton texture, and the gray color was like this cold palace in disrepair, giving people a sense of old and dilapidated state.
Mu Jingzhao sat down on the stool again, and almost casually swept his eyes, and he saw the peacock feather hairpin in her hair.
The peacock feather hairpin was crookedly pinned between her messy hair, and it seemed that she would get rid of the shackles of the green silk and fall to the side of the bed in the next second.
Mu Jingzhao thought about it, reached out and took off the hairpin from her hair, and held it in his hand.
In fact, after he lifted the ban on Jiang Ning, he rewarded her with a lot of things, including food and clothing.
But this cold palace is still the same as it was, and it has not changed at all.
He held his chin and looked at the small fleshy mole under Jiang Ning's eyes with some distraction.
He found that he could no longer understand the girl.
"Knock knockβ" There was a knock outside the door, and then the door was pushed open with a "squeak".
When Mu Jingzhao heard the prestige, he saw Li Zinian poking out a head from the door and shouting to him in a low voice, "Your Majestyβ"
He hurriedly made a silent gesture, and Li Zinian immediately shut up.
Li Zinian's eyes fell on Jiang Ning, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he nodded, and gently pushed the door in.
He held a brand new piece of clothing and walked quickly to Mu Jingzhao's side, "Your Majesty, I have already brought the clothes you ordered me." β
Mu Jingzhao glanced at the clothes, then got up and opened his arms, Li Zinian hurriedly came to his side and untied his clothes.
Mu Jingzhao watched the clothes peel off his body, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the position of his right shoulder, a darker stain.
His face sank, and he thought of the soft and slightly itchy wonderful touch of her head rubbing against his shoulder when he carried Jiang Ning into the cold palace.
At that time, he even naively thought that Jiang Ning was coquettish.
As the clothes peeled off, Mu Jingzhao saw the stains on the clothes, as well as two clear footprints on his buttocks.
He felt like he was having some difficulty breathing.
"Niangniang, I'm back-" Zheliu hummed a little song, and pushed the door in with a red face, and the moment she pushed the door in, she saw Mu Jingzhao's gloomy and terrifying face.
Zheliu trembled and hurriedly exited the house.
"I'm sorry to disturb the emperor and Niangniang, the slave should be damned."
Mu Jingzhao nodded to the eunuch and motioned for him to let Zheliu leave.
The eunuch went out of the palace, and his own clothes were neatly dressed.
When he looked back at Jiang Ning again, the softness in his eyes was gone, and he tilted his head, as if he was thinking of some kind of ghost idea.
Li Zinian was about to leave with his clothes, but was stopped by Mu Jingzhao in time, and the dirty dragon robe was put aside.
Li Zinian had just opened the door, and before he could take a step, he turned his head to look at Mu Jingzhao and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, Imperial Doctor Zhang is here." β
Mu Jingzhao nodded, pushed the door and walked out.
"Let's go inside." Hearing this, Imperial Physician Zhang carried the medicine box into the hall.
Imperial Physician Zhang took Jiang Ning's pulse, and then went out with Mu Jingzhao with the medicine box.
The two of them paced together into the courtyard.
"How's Concubine Ning?"
Imperial Physician Zhang hunched over, and the beard on his chin continued to shake with the movement of nodding.
"It's okay for Niangniang, she will be like this, just because she drank rat poison and ate cold things, plus running, which stimulated the spleen and stomach, rest a little, drink more warm water, and slowly recover."
Mu Jingzhao let out a long breath, and then, he turned his head to look at Imperial Doctor Zhang a little inexplicably, "Run." β
A smile appeared on Imperial Physician Zhang's face, "Niangniang is kind-hearted, and she specially came to tell her that if the emperor investigates, he will put all the responsibility on her." β
Mu Jingzhao's gloomy expression finally loosened, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the dormitory, his eyes soft.
"That's it." Imperial Physician Zhang's voice once again recalled Mu Jingzhao's thoughts.
"The minister can't guarantee how much medicine Niangniang added to the soup, and the specific situation will only be known after observation."
Mu Jingzhao bowed slightly, "I will guard her here, you step back first." β
The old lady answered and took her leave.
Mu Jingzhao summoned Zheliu to take care of Jiang Ning, while he himself came out of the cold palace.
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At night, on the gazebo by the koi pond.
Mu Jingzhao sat at the stone table with a tired expression, while Lin Zheng stood in front of him.
"Say it."
Lin Zheng didn't seem to have recovered from his encounter with Jiang Ning in the Imperial Garden, he looked at Mu Jingzhao, his lips moved slightly, and he spoke with some hesitation.
"Niangniang, she was a small street child on the side of the street in the imperial capital, lonely and helpless, almost into the wind place, but fortunately, Niangniang had a big life and escaped."
"Xu was pitiful because an old beggar took her in and raised her as a granddaughter, and the two of them lived in a ruined temple in the south of the imperial city."
The old beggar taught the lady to beg, and the two of them began to beg and wander together, until one time, the old beggar angered a small catcher on the street, and was beaten severely, and the mother also suffered. The old beggar desperately saved his mother, but he lost his life. β
"Then the mother became alone again, she had nothing, but she didn't want to beg, so she could only earn some scraps of silver by telling stories, and barely survived."
"In the years she has been telling stories, she has also encountered being expelled, beaten and scolded, and being "
"In the years of storytelling, Niangniang's life is very simple, she goes out early and returns late every day, except for occasionally going to the restaurant to have a good meal, there is no special action, and I rarely hear that Niangniang has any intimate contact with other people."
Mu Jingzhao held his chin, and Jiang Ning's thin, thin and unusually stubborn back gradually appeared in his mind.
"And before that?"
Lin Zheng's expression dodged for a moment, but only for that moment, it was covered by the hazy moonlight.
He finally shook his head firmly, "Nobody knows. β
"Well, how many years ago did she start here?"
Lin Zheng pursed his lips a little unnaturally, he slowly turned his head away, and looked at the reflection of the two people on the lake, "About ten years ago." He added hesitantly, "It seems that everyone is not quite sure." β
"Ten years." Mu Jingzhao said these two words in a deep voice, as if he had pressed a thousand catties of strength.
This period of time, no matter which person it is pressed on, is long enough to crush that person's life.
But Jiang Ning, a girl, has lived a wandering life for so long, but she is still firm and brave in the face of everything.
Mu Jingzhao suddenly felt a rising warm current rise from his heart and spread to his nasal cavity, making him itch slightly.
"I still don't understand." He forcibly suppressed everything that was unusual, "If you want to assassinate, there is no reason to find a storyteller girl with no name on the street." β