Hearing that You Yu'er had woken up, Wen Renjing and Concubine Mu went to visit her.

As soon as she entered the hall, she could smell the faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine. The person who was lying on the soft couch before was able to get out of bed and walk now. Although her movements were a bit slow, it still did not affect her movements.

Xiao Dezi was about to shout for the emperor to come, but was held down by Wen Renjing, so he shut up angrily.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let me know when you come here." At this moment, You Siyuan noticed the figure standing at the door, and walked over to speak with some guilt.

The two bowed their heads slightly, "I have seen Your Majesty."

"You don't need to be too polite. You should rest well after recovering from a serious illness." Wen Renjing helped You Yu'er up, and said in a gentle voice.

Instead, he helped her back to the soft couch, and the people behind followed closely behind.

The family members of the officials are basically arranged in the palace on the right. Except for a few important figures, the officials who came here are all working in Tianqi.

What I have to sigh is that this palace can hold so many people.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your life-saving grace. If you hadn't worked so hard to find the snow lotus, I'm afraid Yu'er's life would have been lost long ago. My brother said that I should repay her kindness, but your majesty is the emperor on high."

"Yu'er is just a commoner girl, please accept Yu'er's worship." She got up and knelt down slowly, then kowtowed suddenly.

You Siyuan, who was behind him, had a calm expression from the beginning to the end, as if he had already confirmed it.

Wen Renjing hurriedly signaled Xiao Dezi to help him up, "You don't have to do this, those people came here for me, but accidentally hurt you, if you really want to say it, I'm afraid you saved me."

A smile appeared on the bright face, with a bit of relief.

You Yuer paused, never expecting that she would speak like this, and looked at her brother again as if asking for help.

"Your Majesty, stop joking. You Siyuan will always remember Your Majesty's life-saving grace."

"Actually, I came here to discuss something with Mr. You." Wen Renjing looked at You Siyuan unhurriedly, frowning slightly, and You Yu'er beside him avoided it politely.

Soon there were only two people in the hall, and You Siyuan seemed to have probably guessed what he was going to say.

The thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a bit of sadness appeared on the handsome face. He clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands had already burst out. His thin lips opened slightly: "But what happened at the front line?"

Even though his face was tense, his voice was extremely gentle.

The worry that could not be hidden in those eyes, if the younger sister hadn't been poisoned, the marriage contract between the two would have already been finalized.

"General Mu has suffered some injuries, and he should return to Qizhou in the next two days. You can decide for yourself whether to tell Lingmei or not, it's all up to you."

She pursed her lips and looked at You Siyuan, her eyes lowered slightly, "If my lord doesn't want to, I will definitely not force the marriage between the two of you."

"No Your Majesty, Yu'er is willing to marry Brother Mu, no matter whether he is injured or disabled, Yu'er will only marry him." A crying voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Appearing in front of you was You Yu'er holding tea, and she was already in tears.

Unable to bear the worry between her eyebrows and eyes, she put the tea in front of the table, then she knelt down and kowtowed on the ground, she actually heard these words.

"Yu'er, do you really want to marry him?" You Siyuan asked.

Previously, she did not want her to marry Mu Haichuan because of his family background, and secondly because he was a general and would definitely go to the battlefield, and so many people died on the battlefield every year.

He has no relatives anymore, only one sister.

Before her father and mother died, they confessed that they must take good care of her. Although they had brought him to the apocalypse, she didn't seem to like this kind of life of wealth and wealth, and she yearned for the days when they lived on the border.

The noble daughter in Tianqi City, Yu'er doesn't want to live like that.

"Brother, Yu'er will not marry him in this life." You Yu'er said word by word, her words were full of firmness, and her eyes didn't seem to be joking.

This was the first time he heard what his sister needed, and it was the first time he heard him insist on something.

"Your Majesty, I beg your Majesty to fulfill it." You Siyuan knelt down suddenly, with a high-pitched tone.

Wen Renjing looked at this scene, and slightly supported her head. You Yu'er couldn't tell that she was still a little bit in love, but Mu Haichuan was also an extremely upright person.

I hope I don't let her down in this life.

She raised her hand slightly, and Xiao Dezi brought the imperial edict, and the delicate handwriting fell on the imperial edict.

After a while, she finished writing a complete imperial decree, which was still written by the emperor himself, which can be regarded as giving the two of them enough face, and can also be regarded as a new couple who came out of her hands.

"Master You."

Xiao Dezi put the imperial decree into You Siyuan's hands, stood aside and smiled cheerfully.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The two knelt down again.

"Get up quickly, the poison in Miss You's body has just been detoxified, and the wedding will be soon, so don't hurt yourself by then." Wen Renjing said jokingly.

You Yu'er was still thin-skinned, and her fair face turned red all of a sudden.

After leaving the palace, before returning, he met Shen Qianran's sedan chair on the way, and people from afar came down to salute.

You Siyuan was still discussing with him about the battlefield. Seeing Shen Qianran approaching, he saluted slightly, his face still as warm as jade, with a faint smile on his face.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

"Where is the princess regent going?"

"The concubine intends to have an audience with His Majesty." The weak voice spoke again, with the sadness visible to the naked eye between his brows and eyes.

The maid beside her was still supporting her, she was wearing a white chest-length skirt, which made her little face even fairer, but this appearance looked very weak.

Wen Renjing's heart tightened, and he said, "Follow me back first."

The chariot sedan landed at the gate of the palace, and Shen Qianran behind him walked in slowly, but there was a feeling of falling against the wind, and she didn't know what she had experienced in the past few days.

She took the first step and said: "Your Majesty must have visited Sister Yu'er, and I don't know how his health is now. She has just recovered from a serious illness, but my concubine's health is not very good. I haven't visited her for the past two days. .”

"It's all right, Ms. You's health has improved a lot, but the princess's health doesn't seem to be in good shape, how about sending an imperial doctor to take a look?"

Just about to ask Xiao Dezi to call A Ji, Shen Qianran shook her head who would have thought otherwise.

A bitter smile appeared, "No need, Your Majesty, this is just an old problem of my concubine."

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