Yuan Zhen's hair instantly spread out and draped indiscriminately on his sides, covering his plain white skin from his neck to his chest.

He covered his hands in front of him, tugged at the corner of the quilt, and wailed hoarsely: "Your Majesty, why do you treat your concubines like this? Why? ”

Gu Qingyue was annoyed by his shrewd appearance, and pulling his arm was even more forceful.

Yuan Zhen Xu was pulled by Gu Qingyue in a little pain, raised his head slightly, frowned, and shook his hand back suddenly.

He was too strong, but he instantly shook off Gu Qingyue's hand, but because of this, he pushed Gu Qingyue's body back a few points.

Gu Qingyue staggered, took a few steps back, and without paying attention, she actually sat down on the ground with a thud.

The right hand touches the tea set on one side of the table.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces in an instant.

Gu Qingyue's palm pressed on the fragment, and blood immediately grew.

Blood spread along Gu Qingyue's palm prints, turning the entire delicate palm into a blood-red color.

The emperor is injured!

This matter instantly rose from the emperor's 'family matter' to a national event.

The Praetorian Guards didn't dare to delay any longer, rushed forward, one by one, dragged Yuan Zhen up from the ground, twisted his arms behind his back, and dragged him out of Gu Qingyue's bedroom.

At the same time, someone has already gone to invite the imperial doctor.

After a while, there was Lu Huaijin who came with the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctor bandaged Gu Qingyue's wound, told her not to see water during this time, and instructed some other precautions, so he took Hui'er to get the medicine together.

In the dormitory, only Lu Huaijin was left with a few Praetorian Guards, and Yuan Zhen, who was kneeling in the hall and trembling.

Gu Qingyue's hand was no different from a zongzi, and she raised her arm with great difficulty, carefully placing her palm on her knee.

She tightened her eyebrows and looked at Yuan Zhen angrily: "Who made you sleep on my couch in the middle of the night?" Did I tell you a few days ago that you are not allowed to enter or leave my dormitory without my orders? ”

Yuan Zhen raised her head tremblingly, pursed her lips, looked at Gu Qingyue carefully, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the concubine didn't mean it, the concubine admired ......"

Syllable--

Yuan Zhen didn't finish his words, and he had already received a heavy slap in the face.

He covered his face, his face was full of astonishment, don't look over, and looked at Lu Huaijin incredulously.

The latter was condescending, his expression was indifferent, and he said quietly: "If you hurt the emperor, you dare to talk more, you should be beaten." ”

Yuan Zhen covered her face and stared at Lu Huaijin for a long time, before she gritted her teeth and lowered her head, the tip of her nose twitched a few times, looking extremely aggrieved.

His shoulders shrugged several times, and he gasped: "The regent is right, the concubine should indeed be beaten if she hurts the emperor." But this is also the emperor's family affairs, after all, the concubine is the emperor's concubine, and the regent is so domineering, he dares to do something to the concubine, what is the reason? ”

Lu Huaijin hooked the corners of his lips and showed a disdainful smile: "The emperor is injured, and your behavior is equivalent to assassination." Why can't this king beat you? ”

The corners of Yuan Zhen's mouth twitched, and the muscles on her face trembled uncontrollably.

After a while, he barely regained his composure: "Dare to ask the regent, is the Praetorian Guard in this palace under your control?" ”

Lu Huaijin was speechless.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhen was even more interested: "If the concubine is not mistaken, the Praetorian Guard in this palace should be under the jurisdiction of the servant general." In this case, it is the verdict of the crime of assassination, and it should be the servant general. What's going on with the regent Yue Li's substitution? ”

Lu Huaijin's face was indifferent, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he stared directly at Yuan Zhen.

I have to say that Yuan Zhen did get to the point.

Even Lu Huaijin was powerless to refute.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yuan Zhen Chu looked at Gu Qingyue pitifully: "Your Majesty, the regent is so domineering, he is really ill-intentioned. The concubine is guilty and unwilling to argue, but the regent is so transgressive, which is tantamount to complicity and rebellion, and the concubine is uneasy for the emperor. ”

After finishing speaking, Yuan Zhen kowtowed heavily to the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Lu Huaijin looked ugly, his hands hanging by his side were tightly clasped together, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

Yuan Zhen's accusation is certainly exaggerated, but if it is investigated, it is not unreasonable.

Yuan Zhen is not terrible.

The people behind him made Lu Huaijin a little taboo.

There was a deathly silence in the dormitory.

"Why is the regent still in the palace so late?" After a while, Gu Qingyue slowly spoke.

When Yuan Zhen heard this, she showed a little smugness, raised her head to look at Lu Huaijin, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and her smug color was overflowing.

Lu Huaijin gouged out Yuan Zhen's eyes, turned to Gu Qingyue and saluted: "The night is dark, and the minister took the Praetorian Guards to check all parts of the palace. ”

"What I ask is why the regent is still in the palace so late."

This time, without waiting for Lu Huaijin to reply, Yuan Zhen took the lead in provoking: "The regent Gu left and right said about him, isn't it because he can't tell the emperor about the purpose of staying in the palace?" ”

He covered his mouth, suddenly showed a panicked look, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Huaijin in surprise: "Could it be that the regent is plotting something in the palace?" Afraid of being known by the emperor, can't you tell the truth? ”

"You ......"

Lu Huaijin was just about to reprimand Yuan Zhen, but Gu Qingyue stood up suddenly.

She put her hands in front of her, her face was resolute, she stepped forward step by step, and finally stood between Lu Huaijin and Yuan Zhen.

Gu Qingyue raised the corners of her eyebrows, looked at the two of them, and her eyes fell on Lu Huaijin: "The regent hasn't answered my question yet. ”

Lu Huaijin and Gu Qingyue glanced at each other.

He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and sneered.

A few seconds later, Lu Huaijin took a step back, kept his distance from Gu Qingyue, and bowed with his fists in court: "It is indeed inappropriate for the minister to stay in the palace today, if the emperor does not believe in the minister, he can ask the minister for his guilt." The minister has no other words. ”

After speaking, he shook off his robe and knelt in front of Gu Qingyue.

Even when he was kneeling, Lu Huaijin still had a straight waist and a graceful demeanor, without the slightest hint of relaxation.

When he raised his eyes to look at Gu Qingyue, his eyes were still bright, without any embarrassment, and even a little scorching.

Lu Huaijin's appearance made Gu Qingyue not know how to continue to ask.

I don't know, I thought she was caught by Lu Huaijin when she stayed overnight in the Regent's Mansion.

Yuan Zhen saw Gu Qingyue's ugly expression, her eyes rolled around, and she walked forward on her knees: "Your Majesty." ”

He grabbed the corner of Gu Qingyue's clothes: "You have also seen that it is really annoying that the regent is so domineering. If the emperor can't severely punish the regent today, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to calm the panic in the palace. ”

Gu Qingyue never answered, staring at Lu Huaijin with her eyes.

Thinking of his tribulation with himself during the day today, Gu Qingyue couldn't wait to follow tonight's opportunity to teach Lu Huaijin a lesson.

Even if it's just to let him be grounded in the mansion, so that at least he can practice martial arts for a few fewer days.

"The Emperor's ......"

Syllable--

The slap interrupted Yuan Zhenjiao's voice.