After wearing the book, I was pampered by Master Guoshi!

The autumn wind was bleak, and the dead leaves fluttered down, and the carriage made a crisp sound as it passed the dead leaves.

On the carriage, Wen Renjing had a sad face, it was hard to tell whether it was joy or sorrow, but Shen Qianran was actually happy at this juncture.

But there is still no clue about her identity, and Mu Xia doesn't know what to do.

"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is asking to see you."

Yan Xi's voice sounded outside, Wen Renjing silently glanced at the sleeping Rong Chen, and finally shook her head, many people had acquiesced in her lust.

Even the fact that Rong Chen came and went in her carriage, no one dared to say.

She lifted the curtain, "I'll go and see the noble concubine in a while."

Now many palace people have already set up tents, repaired overnight in place, and Shen Qianran is happy, so Mu Xia was so happy that he rewarded many palace people.

The beaming scene was cheering for the regent's unborn child.

"Master National Teacher?"

Wen Renjing pushed it lightly, moved closer, looked at his slender eyelashes, and couldn't help touching his face with her fingers.

Since entering the small space that day, Rong Chen seemed to have become much weaker, there was no trace of blood on his lips, and those deep eyes slowly opened.

Looking at her, her thin lips moved slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Treatment in place, the night is getting dark, so I rest here, how about going to the tent, my lord?"

Wen Renjing spoke slowly, and put his hands on his wrists warmly, smelling the faint scent of syringe on his body, he felt relaxed physically and mentally.

The broad palm held her hand backwards, and the icy coolness spread into her palm.

The four eyes met, looking at his deep and affectionate eyes, Wen Renjing's lips moved slightly, "If Master Guo Shi is not feeling well, remember to tell me."

"Hmm." A faint nasal voice.

The blue hair that fell to the shoulders looked a little messy, and the purple clothes hung loosely on her body.

Wen Renjing raised his black hair, and sat half-sitting beside him, "Get out of the carriage, may I wash up for you?"

The black silk in this hand feels very good, very smooth, like his tail, Wen Renjing couldn't put it down, and touched it often.

"Okay, please Your Majesty."

There was a faint smile in his eyes, and he didn't care about other people's figures while holding hands.

Naturally, the rumors about the emperor and the national teacher became more and more intense. Even here, many people were secretly watching and entered the tent prepared by the palace people.

Although the huge tent is temporarily built, it has everything you need, and there are also a lot of decorations. The huge soft tent is covered with soft snowflake quilts.

Wen Renjing called Yanxi to prepare hot water, and she planned to wash up for Rong Chen before going to visit Mulan.

I don't know if what she said last time made Mulan figure it out. If she wanted to leave Tianqi, Wen Renjing would not stop her, and would give her her identity to leave.

I hope she can have a life of her own and be her true self.

"Your Majesty, the hot water is here." Yan Xi walked in with two maids behind her.

After putting the tub and water away, Yan Xi asked aloud, "Your Majesty, you need Yan Xi."

Wen Renjing immediately shook his hand, and said in a low voice: "Master Guoshi doesn't like other women to be close to you. If you are exhausted, you can go down and rest. I will call you if something happens."

In a word, Yan Xi's ears turned red, she pursed her lips and nodded.

Then he closed the curtain and ordered no one to come near. He didn't expect His Majesty to play so openly, and it was still in the tent.

In order to prevent what happened last time, she personally stood outside the curtain.

"Master National Teacher?"

Wen Renjing spoke in a low voice, and seeing the expression on Rong Chen's face, she couldn't help being worried.

After a while, Rong Chen slowly opened his eyes, and his eyebrows moved slightly, "Did I fall asleep?"

With some hesitation in her voice, Wen Renjing also noticed that something was wrong, Rong Chen was so weak, but last time she gave a lot of blood.

Why is it still so weak.

Seeing that he seemed to want to make a trick, but he still couldn't use the technique, there were already tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Why don't you wash your hands first?" Wen Renjing held his hand and comforted him softly, with a kind smile on his face.

The soft blue hair can reach below the waist. He was half lying on the chaise longue, and the blue hair fell into the bathtub. Wen Renjing fiddled with it gently, looking down at his expression.

There was some doubt in those eyes, and she didn't dare to ask.

Let's pretend it never happened, but because Rong Chen didn't say anything, she didn't want to bother him.

"This seat needs to retreat for a period of time."

He spoke suddenly, his faint voice was very abrupt in the tent.

While grooming him, Wen Renjing nodded seriously, "Master, your hair is really beautiful."

Seemingly aware of the uneasiness in his eyes, she spoke again, "Master National Teacher, you have worked hard these days, how about letting me, an apprentice, protect you well? After all, I have also learned some skills."

"Cough cough."

"How is it?" Hearing his cough, Wen Renjing supported him anxiously.

I saw his face was clear and handsome, his lips were very fair and bloodless.

She subconsciously bit her finger, and the smell of blood wafted faintly in the tent. She didn't have time to think about anything, and stuffed her hand into his mouth.

When the blood touches his skin, it is automatically absorbed by him.

Numbly, Rong Chen grabbed Wen Renjing's wrist with a big hand, his deep eyes were full of anger, "I won't allow you to do this, your body will become weaker and weaker."

He pulled Wen Renjing's hand away indifferently, and pressed the bleeding seat.

The cold voice said again, "Jing, I don't need you to donate blood anytime and anywhere, it's just a poisonous hair, and you will recover after a short rest."

"But!" She was about to retort, but he held her mouth shut.

She could only look at him like this, and knew in her heart that Rong Chen didn't want to worry herself, but she felt that the relationship between the two of them was no longer normal, why couldn't they bear everything together.

He has been silently bearing the pain in his body and heart.

After washing up, she covered Rong Chen with a soft quilt and left the tent. She still remembered the time she promised to meet Mulan.

The sparse moonlight shines through the shadow of the woods, looking at the vast grassland in the distance, but she is worried, and the moonlight falling on the palm of her hand is so out of reach.

"Say back!" She called softly to the little paper figurine in her hand.

After coming for a long time, a childish voice came slowly.

"What are you doing, His Majesty the Emperor, are you going to marry the Imperial Teacher? Call me this late at night." Yan Hui responded slowly, yawning.

Wen Renjing patted the smart little paper figurine, and said helplessly, "I have something to ask you, just tell me honestly, and I will reward you very much."

"Okay, tell me."

The little paper figurine was bouncing in his hand, shaking from side to side, bending over very attentively. (end of this chapter)