When Wen Ling returned to Zichen Palace, Concubine Zheng Guifei was wiping Gongye Han's chest with liquor.

Concubine Zheng Guifei was wearing a gilded blue tail palace dress, combing her complicated and towering bun, and her head full of pearls and emeralds looked like she weighed at least five catties. She rolled up her sleeves and took care of the half-dead vixen on the bed with a loveless expression.

For a moment, Wen Ling felt that this picture was too beautiful.

She walked to the bed and tilted her head to look at Zheng Guifei: "Zheng Guifei is here to serve the sick on purpose?" ”

This dress to serve the sick?

Concubine Zheng seemed to have been distracted, startled by Wen Ling's voice. But immediately he returned to normal, saying, "Yes! ”

She put down the cotton cloth in her hand and stood up, "If you hadn't let Your Majesty sleep on the couch, would he have been sick like this, Your Majesty is sick, you don't serve the sick, and you run out to go crazy, ungrateful things, it's really in vain Your Majesty's usual favor for you!" ”

Wen Ling chuckled, walked to the chaise longue and lay down, "If you have any opinions about me, you can complain to the Queen Mother about me, but I remind you that the last time you came to give me a horse, you were robbed of the phoenix seal by Your Majesty, this time you had better be completely sure, otherwise, be careful to wait for Your Majesty to wake up and send you into the cold palace." ”

She pulled the quilt over her body, ready to catch up on sleep, and said: "Your Majesty used to be very fond of Concubine Zheng, now is the time for you to repay your kindness, serve your illness well, and when Your Majesty wakes up, you will definitely be happy to see you." ”

When he had finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep and said no more.

In front of the dragon bed, Zheng Guifei's face turned from red to white and then to green with anger.

She's here to grab this slut's pigtails! I'm not here to work!

But now is her chance to regain the emperor's favor.

She's going to hold on!

Persistence is victory!

So she had to wipe the emperor's body, fold the quilt, feed the medicine, and find the imperial doctor with a stomach full of anger and ambition.

And the slut was sleeping on the side, eating snacks, reading the script, eating melon seeds, and even daring to read the recital on the desk without permission! Also approve on behalf of you!

When the imperial doctor came, she only asked a symbolic question or two, and when she learned that Gongye Han couldn't die, she continued to read the script.

This slut is so deceitful!

When it was time to pass on dinner, Concubine Zheng couldn't hold on, she was in a battle robe and accompanied her bed for a day, not to mention her back pain, and her neck was about to break.

She walked across from Wenling and sat down.

Wen Ling glanced up at her from between the words, and said, "Concubine Zheng Guifei doesn't sit next to the dragon bed, how can she sit here, if the first person Your Majesty wakes up and sees is not you, then won't you give up all your efforts?" ”

"Can't this palace rest for a while? Besides, why do you want to do it alone, why don't you go?! ”

Wen Ling turned a page of the book and said, "I kindly gave you this great opportunity, why do you blame me?" If you don't want to do it, you can go. ”

"Why is this palace leaving? Hongu has been dry for a day! ”

"Since you don't want to leave, let's eat together." Wen Ling put down the book and ordered someone to bring dinner.

A table full of dishes, the specifications of Zichen Hall are much higher than those of the harem concubines.

Looking at these, Concubine Zheng frowned: "These are not His Majesty's favorite dishes. "She used to eat in the Zichen Hall and knew the emperor's tastes.

This sentence reminded Wen Ling, no wonder she felt that the food in Zichen Hall was better than that in Yilan Palace.

Wen Ling said: "Yes, these are my favorite foods." ”

She ate a few bites, and saw that Concubine Wen was only in a daze and didn't move her chopsticks, so she said, "If Concubine Wen doesn't eat, she won't have the strength to work for a while." ”

"Who said Hongu doesn't eat?!" Concubine Wen rolled up her sleeves, and she couldn't care about eating after a tired day, and the emperor couldn't see it anyway.

Eating and eating, Concubine Wen came back to her senses, how did she develop from looking for slut's stubble to eating with sluts?

When Gongyehan woke up, he saw two women in the house, one reading a notebook on the couch and the other eating melon seeds on a rocking chair.

He coughed softly, and his throat was as dry as a knife.

Hearing the voice, Concubine Zheng immediately put down the melon seeds and sprinted to the bed for 100 meters.

"Your Majesty, you can be considered awake, if you have three long and two short, the concubine will follow you...... Woooooooo ”

"Concubine Zheng? Why are you here? Get out! Although Gongye Han's voice was hoarse, the coldness in his voice did not diminish at all.

Zheng Guifei: "......"

Wen Ling came over and poured a glass of water and handed it to Gong Yehan.

At this time, Gong Yehan had his hair scattered, his clothes were half-open, his face was pale, his eyes were misty, and he was a little sick and coquettish.

She praised in her heart, and then said: "Concubine Zheng Guifei has been here for a day, she is tired and has a sore back, and if Your Majesty doesn't reward her, why do you still drive people away?" ”

"Poof!" Gong Yehan squirted out a mouthful of water, "What did you say?" She's been here for a day? The one who wiped my body, fed medication, and massaged me......"

Wen Ling nodded as a matter of course.

Gong Yehan felt that he was not clean......

"Your Majesty~" Concubine Zheng Guifei stuck to Gongye Han's body, pinched her voice and said, "It's nothing if the concubine works hard, as long as Your Majesty-"

"Get out!" Gong Yehan repeated, his hoarse voice tinged with anger.

Concubine Zheng was so frightened that her face was pale, but after thinking about her hard work this day, she still wanted to show her merit again.

Just as he was about to speak, Gong Yehan's foot kicked over impatiently. She was defenseless, and because her skirt was too long, she was kicked to the ground.

A pair of hands helped her up. It's Wenling.

I saw Wen Ling angrily saying to Gongye: "Are you sick?!" ”

Gongye Han's pale face was covered with frost, and he also raised his voice: "You are still facing her?!" Have you forgotten who led a group of people to kill you with a cane?! ”

Wen Ling said: "One yard is one yard, how can it be mixed up, and besides, she is indeed tired here for a day, can you be reasonable?" ”

"Reasonable? You let another woman touch my body, do you have any reason?! ”

Wen Ling's mind was confused: What is another woman? She hasn't touched it herself, okay?!

She forced herself to calm down and said, "Okay, I'll treat you as sick and confused, I won't quarrel with you, Dexi, send Concubine Zheng back." ”

Concubine Zheng on the side was already mentally disorganized, and she couldn't figure out the situation in front of her.

She worked hard to serve the sick. As a result, the emperor wanted to kick her, but Wen Ling's slut wanted to help her.

Is one red-faced and the other white-faced to play with her?

After Concubine Zheng left, Gong Yehan asked again: "She has been busy here for a day, what about you, where have you been?" ”

Wen Ling took out a token and threw it on the bed, saying, "This was given to me by Gongye Feng, and he asked me to find Wen Chuan-"

"You're going to see that Aquaman? Didn't you promise me not to go? ”

Wen Ling: "...... brother, are you looking for the wrong point?"

She suddenly felt a little weak, so she covered it up and said, "I didn't say it, you remember wrong, Gongye Feng said-"

"I'm not mistaken, you promised me." His sickly tone was a little pitiful, perhaps because he was sick, and the tails of his eyes were a little red. On weekdays, he always looks at Wen Ling with a bit of banter and amorous eyes, and looks at Wen Ling like a verifier at this time.

There was something called "conscience" that struck Wen Ling's chest, but when she thought about it, didn't she go to see King Ping for their life-saving plan?

How can you say it as if she betrayed the Order?

She rubbed her fingers, her eyes were clear, and said, "You must have been sick and confused at the time, dreaming." ”

Seeing that Wen Ling was so calm and calm, Gong Yehan also began to doubt his memory.

Wen Ling said again: "You are sick now, we will talk about King Ping's affairs tomorrow, and I will come to see you tomorrow." She turned around to leave, but was unexpectedly pulled by Gong Yehan's sleeve.

He said, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'll go back to Yilan Palace."

"Oh." Gongye Han let go of his hand and lowered his head.

Wen Ling sighed secretly: Why is this person as sick as a child?

She felt a little unbearable in her heart, so she changed her words and said: "Forget it, I'll sleep on the couch, in case you get up seriously in the middle of the night and burn out your brain, I don't want to team up with a fool." ”

Gong Yehan smiled and lay back contentedly.

The lights went out, and the two chatted with each other.

"Han Dao."

"Huh?"

"Have you ever made any movies before? Have I seen it? ”

"Hmm...... It's all not a famous film, you shouldn't have seen it. ”

"Han Dao."

"Huh?"

"We ...... Friends, right? ”

There was no answer.

"Cold guide? Cold guide? Sleep so fast......"

*

In the Linhua Palace, Qingcen was removing the headdress for Concubine Zheng. Five or six catties of headdress, dismantling is more troublesome than wearing.

The person in the mirror, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, skin as white as snow, and a beautiful appearance that was slightly tired because of a day of illness.

Qingcen comforted the master while dismantling it: "Niangniang, Your Majesty is just a freshness to Concubine Wen, you are the evergreen tree in the palace, how many people wanted to cross you before, aren't they all compared to you, you look so beautiful, it won't be long before Your Majesty will change his mind." ”

Since she came back just now, Concubine Zheng has been depressed. Now after listening to Qingcen's words, he suddenly began to cry.

"Mother, why are you crying? Did Qingcen say the wrong thing? Qing Cen put down the headdress in his hand and picked up a handkerchief to wipe away Zheng Guifei's tears. She is Zheng Guifei's dowry maid, and she has been with Zheng Guifei for more than ten years, and she has never seen her master cry.

Concubine Zheng couldn't stop her tears, crying louder and louder. In the empty palace, the cry was particularly bleak.

Qing Cen finally persuaded her, and saw her lying on the bed with a sluggish expression, like a corpse.

After a long while, Concubine Zheng suddenly laughed for no reason.

The laughter grew louder and louder, and even hummed a song at the end.

Qing Cen felt panicked......