Chapter 42: Won Zhen is sick

Lu Huaijin chuckled and looked Gu Qingyue up and down, but was silent.

His mysterious appearance made Gu Qingyue puzzled: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Lu Huaijin put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "The emperor doesn't need to worry, the situation between the DPRK and China is changing, and if you look at it again, maybe there will be new news in a few days." ”

Gu Qingyue rested her hands on the stone table and leaned down slightly.

As soon as she wanted to speak, Lu Huaijin had already stood up: "The emperor hasn't practiced swords today." ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Huaijin had already taken out a long sword from the weapon rack in the courtyard and handed it to Gu Qingyue.

For more than a month, Lu Huaijin has never been absent for a day, whether it is windy or rainy.

Under his words and deeds, Gu Qingyue's martial arts have also improved greatly.

At the beginning, Gu Qingyue couldn't get along with Lu Huaijin at all.

But now, the two of you come and go, and you can live a hundred tricks.

After the two of them finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, Hui'er hurriedly entered with a little eunuch with a glance.

"Your Majesty." Hui'er saluted and raised her head to point at the little eunuch, "This is the eunuch beside Yuanzhen, saying that Yuanzhen is seriously ill and wants you to come over and take a look." ”

Yuan Zhen has been grounded by Gu Qingyue for more than a month now.

Gu Qingyue almost even forgot about him.

The little eunuch stepped forward quickly, without saying a word, knelt down directly in front of Gu Qingyue, kowtowed heavily, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please go and see the master." ”

Gu Qingyue practiced a set of swordsmanship, sweating all over.

She gasped slightly, her chest heaved slightly, and beads of sweat slowly slid down her white neck.

"What happened to Wonzhen?"

The little eunuch knelt on the ground, raised his head, and his chin trembled slightly: "The night before yesterday, the master caught a cold, and the high fever did not go away. To this day, I can't get out of bed. ”

Gu Qingyue's eyebrows locked lightly: "Have you seen the imperial doctor?" ”

The little eunuch pursed his lips and looked at Gu Qingyue aggrievedly: "The master was grounded by the emperor, and no imperial doctor dared to look at the master." ”

"Ridiculous." Gu Qingyue raised her eyebrows in displeasure, "I just let him be grounded in the palace, when did I say that he was not allowed to see the imperial doctor?" ”

Saying that, Gu Qingyue put down her long sword and told Hui'er to change her clothes and go to see Yuanzhen.

Although Yuanzhen is a person who is a Taifu, he is helpless, and after entering the palace, he is submissive to himself in every way, and he is really a poor person.

Even if Gu Qingyue didn't like him, she didn't want to watch a life drown in the palace like this.

As she spoke, she had already turned around and walked towards the hall, not noticing that Lu Huaijin on the side had a slight expression, and the hand holding the long sword was clenched a little.

After a while, Gu Qingyue changed her clothes and came out to find that Lu Huaijin had already left, and only the little eunuch beside Yuan Zhen was still kneeling.

"Lead the way."

When the little eunuch heard this, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face, stood up with a smile, and was busy leading the way in front of Gu Qingyue.

Hui'er helped Gu Qingyue, carefully approached her, and lowered her voice: "Your Majesty, the slave doesn't seem to be very happy when she looks at the prince." ”

Gu Qingyue turned her head blankly: "Why are you unhappy?" ”

Hui'er was almost worried to death by the empress.

She sighed helplessly, and her voice was lowered: "The emperor cares so much about Master Yuanzhen in front of the prince, the prince is a man after all, how can he be happy?" ”

Gu Qingyue snorted twice: "You think too much." The golden house in the prince's mansion is beautiful, so I have to care about what others do? ”

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

Hui'er was about to speak, Gu Qingyue raised her hand and gently pressed it twice: "Lu Huaijin and I are just gentlemen, there is no love between men and women, let alone jealousy." ”

Hui'er looked sad, shook her head helplessly, and said no more.

The little eunuch led the two to the Yuanzhen Palace in a short time.

He stopped Hui'er: "Sister Hui'er, let's let the emperor and the master have a good talk, let's guard outside, if the master has any orders, it's good to run errands." ”

Gu Qingyue bowed to Hui'er: "Just wait outside, I'll come out as soon as I talk to Yuanzhen." ”

After finishing speaking, Gu Qingyue picked up the corner of her skirt and pushed open the door of the palace.

A rich aroma hits the face.

Gu Qingyue covered the tip of her nose, coughed lightly, leaned out carefully, and looked into the dormitory.

Yuanzhen's dormitory is very elegantly furnished.

The dormitory and the main hall are separated by a screen painted in landscape ink.

There are a lot of porcelain in the dormitory, and there are several calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

Each one is based on a dancer, and the painting is so vivid that at first glance, you really think that there are many dancers dancing in this hall.

Gu Qingyue put her fist to her lips, coughed twice, and called in a low voice: "Yuan Zhen? ”

No one answered her, but through the screen, Gu Qingyue saw that the person on the couch turned over, from facing inside to facing out.

"Yuanzhen, I heard that you are not feeling well, are you okay?"

Gu Qingyue asked in a low voice as she walked towards the hall.

She walked around the screen and came to the inner sanctum.

The aroma in the hall became more and more intense, straight to the mind, making people's hearts warm, and the steps couldn't help but be a little vain.

Gu Qingyue waved her hand lightly in front of her twice, and stepped forward slowly: "Since you are sick, don't use such a rich spice in the palace, it will aggravate the condition." ”

As she spoke, Gu Qingyue walked to the bed.

She reached out her arm and carefully lifted the bed.

saw Yuan Zhen lying naked on the couch, carrying a thin silk gauze around his waist, and the spring light between his legs was unobstructed.

A scarlet smear smeared on his fair skin.

Wonzhen's eyes were closed, her breathing was heavy, and her body was still writhing back and forth.

Hearing the voice, Yuan Zhen slowly opened her eyes.

The inky black pupils stared at Gu Qingyue fixedly, the thin and cool lips opened lightly, and the voice was extremely low and soft: "Your Majesty, you are here." ”

A man did this, which really opened Gu Qingyue's eyes.

Soon, Gu Qingyue realized that Yuan Zhen was uncomfortable, and she was deliberately deceiving herself, wanting her to see such a beautiful scene.

Gu Qingyue didn't have the courage to put down the curtain, turned her back to Yuan Zhen, and said coldly: "I have grounded you for so many days, I just thought that you had learned a lesson, but I didn't want to be like this. ”

She looked around and saw Yuanzhen's coat hanging on the hanger next to the bed.

Gu Qingyue took off her coat, lifted the curtain with her hand, slammed her clothes into the bed, and said to Yuan Zhen angrily: "You get dressed!" ”

No, instead of wearing clothes, Yuan Zhen took Gu Qingyue's plain white hand and fell straight to his chest.

While grabbing Gu Qingyue's hand, he raised his voice: "Doesn't the emperor want his concubines to serve you well?" ”

Gu Qingyue just wanted to speak, but suddenly found that she was dizzy, weak, and had no resistance, and was actually pulled down by Yuan Zhen and fell into the bed.