Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 118 see through the red dust
Feeling a little weird in my heart, but also somewhat vigilant, I stood where I was, staring at him without blinking.

You asked yourself to come to the Imperial Study just to get her to take medicine?

Xiao Rongxi didn't seem to notice her abnormality, picked up a booklet casually, and didn't know if he read it, "You can go into the inner room and ask Dongyue to help."

Nan Zhen pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that the medicine in her hand was a little hot.

Seeing that she was still not moving, Xiao Rongxi was finally willing to lift his eyelids, and parted his thin lips lightly, "Why, do you want me to give you the medicine myself?"

"Ah... I don't need your honor."

Nan Zhen subconsciously declined, walked two steps inside to taste the banter in his words, she couldn't help but pause and turn her head.

Sure enough, he saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"..."

Nan Zhen ground her teeth, glared at him, and then went into the room.

The layout inside is simple, and the place to lie down is a soft couch besides the bed.

Nan Zhen lay on the soft couch, untied her belt, and Dongyue carefully lifted up her outer garment, revealing a small section of her waist.

The waist is very thin and white, but the bruise on the left rear is particularly ferocious.

Dongyue's brows drooped, her face distressed, "Mother, it may hurt a little, please bear with it."

"Yeah," Nan Zhen rested her chin with both hands, and replied casually, "Take it easy."

"it is good."

Dongyue dug out a spoonful of ointment, put it in the palm of her hand to soften and rub it to warm it, and then gently stuck it to her waist.

Apply while rubbing.

It hurts... sour.

Nan Zhen gritted her teeth and slowly closed her eyes without saying a word.

Thoughts were racing.

"I think……"

"The slave feels..."

The two spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time, waiting for the other to speak first.

I didn't expect to bump into each other again.

"There is something wrong with His Majesty's designation."

"Your Majesty is very concerned about your empress."

After the words fell, both of them fell silent.

The corner of Nan Zhen's mouth twitched, she raised her upper body slightly, and turned to look at her, "Where did you draw that conclusion?"

Dongyue's subordinates kept moving, "Because this servant has never seen His Majesty treat others like this."

In order to increase the credibility of her words, she continued, "Eunuch Xiao Guizi thinks so too."

He has been with His Majesty for a long time, and he knows more about the concubine. In his words, even if his eyes are long, he can see it behind his back.

"Xiao Guizi has bad eyesight, don't you know?"

Dongyue: "Huh?"

Nan Zhen: "Last time he recognized Dahei as a cat."

With her high hopes, how could the tall and mighty Dahei be a kitten!

"..."

Dongyue couldn't find any words to refute for a while, so she had to ask, "Then why does the empress think that His Majesty treats you badly?"

Nan Zhen stopped asking for a word, and after thinking for a long time, she answered, "Intuition."

She is not an ignorant little girl who does not believe in good intentions and care for no reason.

If the other party has given it, they will definitely ask for it elsewhere.

But the problem is that she thought for a long time, but she didn't come up with a result.

Dongyue smiled after hearing her answer, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry so much. As the saying goes, when a monk hits the clock one day, let's hit it first. What if we become a Buddha right away?"

"I still have to see through the world of mortals, right?" Nan Zhen was amused, feeling the heat rising from her waist, she closed her eyes comfortably.

Seeing this, Dongyue stopped talking, just bowed her head, and gently pushed and held it.

Nan Zhen got up early in the morning, and after going through a lot of tossing in the school grounds, she was a little tired at the moment, and fell asleep when she lay down on her stomach.

Dongyue kneaded for a while, and found that the person on the couch was breathing evenly, so she withdrew her hands, arranged her clothes, covered her with a blanket, and tiptoed out.

(End of this chapter)