Seeing this, Lu Jinhuan took the opportunity and sighed again: "It's getting dark again, but His Majesty didn't come today. It's been a few days, will he never come again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Hongyu suddenly being pricked by a needle on her fingertips.

However, she didn't complain about the pain as usual, and her face looked calm. What made people think even more deeply was that she actually hid the injured areas and used some strength.

Lu Jinhuan's heart grew cold, and she thought with some self-deprecation, the way she looked at people was really bad. If Hongyu didn't have any scheming, she was Fu Huaijin's simple concubine, why would she act like this because of the emperor and her affairs? .

Hong Yu had known her for many years, and they had supported each other along the way. It was so difficult, but now it made her not feel heartbroken.

What's even more ridiculous is that she didn't hesitate to offend the emperor to redeem her life. It's really ridiculous.

Lu Jinhuan put down the embroidery work in her hands, as if she had not said what she just said, and then asked: "Didn't you make lotus seed soup? Are everything ready?"

Hongyu seemed not to have listened to her words, her reaction was slow for a while, and then she finally realized, "Madam, I'll go take a look later."

Lu Jinhuan took a deep breath, and then wiped the fingertips pricked by the needle with the brocade handkerchief in his hand, "You should be more careful when doing embroidery work. How can you be so careless? You are really not afraid of pain, or I’ll go there myself.”

Lu Jinhuan left quickly. She didn't want to be with Hong Yu, and she was afraid that there would be other inappropriate expressions on her face.

After she left the room, she covered her chest, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and went to the kitchen.

Now we may not be able to dig out any useful information from Hong Yu. It is better to start from the emperor and listen to Xiao Yiqi's meaning.

She brought the cooked lotus seed soup to Yizhen's courtyard, and brought a palace attendant with her.

After letting the palace attendants go in and pass the news, Yizhen came out to greet her.

He looked at Lu Jinhuan's hands which were red due to the cold weather, and asked with a bad expression: "Why did Madam come to Xiaguan's yard at this time?"

When Lu Jinhuan heard his voice, he quickly came to his senses.

She was still a little uneasy. Yizhen had not been kind to her before, and they broke up unhappy every time.

He was extremely prejudiced against her, and now that she came to him at such a late hour, he might have other thoughts.

Lu Jinhuan could only look at Yizhen calmly and said hesitantly: "I came here this time for your majesty. Please forgive me, Lord Yizhen. Your majesty's wound is not simple. I haven't seen your majesty come to the imperial residence for several days, and I am a little worried about him." No one changed the dressing, which delayed diagnosis and treatment, which would be bad."

"I have no way to see His Majesty, so I want to inquire about the situation from Master Yizhen."

She smiled a little shyly, "This in my hand is lotus seed soup. Please don't dislike it, Master Yizhen. The other things are not my concubine's. They are all gifts from your majesty, so it's not easy to use them to show your shame."

Lu Jinhuan made her meaning clear. She just wanted to see Yi Zhen's reaction. Her beautiful eyes looked at Yizhen motionlessly, waiting for his answer.

However, seeing such a pair of eyes made Yizhen's face heat up. He felt a little strange in his heart and felt a little uncomfortable unconsciously. He attributed this feeling to being too unfamiliar, which was why he felt so uncomfortable.

But he didn't kick Lu Jinhuan out because of this. He just paused and said, "Your Majesty didn't mean not to come. He was forced to stay in the palace. Now the courtiers are speculating whether His Majesty is really injured." , so in order to deceive others, we must pretend to be fine and show up as often as possible."

Yi Zhen was afraid that Lu Jinhuan would not understand the emperor's embarrassment, so he told her everything that had happened before, "Your Majesty came to the courtyard a few days ago. I wonder if you noticed that his wound has recurred again, because it was all those treacherous ministers who caused your Majesty to do it." Gravity, using the heaviest bow and arrow.”

Lu Jinhuan's heart sank when she heard this. That was the case. She also said at that time why the emperor didn't care about her wounds so much.

It turned out that he was forced to do that. She thought like this, wouldn't it be more difficult for the emperor now, so she asked worriedly: "When can your majesty come again? I want to see the condition of his wound, but now I'm afraid he doesn't even have an imperial doctor in the palace." Saw it."

Yizhen picked up Lu Jinhuan's lotus seed soup and took a sip, lowering his head and saying nothing.

Then he drank the lotus seed soup brought by Lu Jinhuan, one sip after another.

I don’t know if the lotus seed soup is to relieve the lotus seed heart, it is too bitter.

He couldn't help but look at the sad look on Lu Jinhuan's face because he was worried about the emperor.

The speed of drinking the lotus seed soup in my hand has accelerated a lot.

This thing was so bitter that it made his eyes sore from the pain on his lips, tongue and heart.

After Yizhen finished drinking, he paused and said without changing his expression, "Madam, I see that you are really worried, so I might as well find a way to send you to the palace later for treatment for His Majesty."

Lu Jinhuan did not expect such a surprising harvest, but Yi Zhen changed too quickly.

It was rare that he mentioned this himself.

She still pretended to be worried and asked, "Will your actions hurt you?"

However, Yizhen turned his face away and refused to look at her, "Madam, there is no need to worry. This is what a subordinate should do, and it can also be regarded as gratitude for Madam's previous forgiveness."

Yi Zhen found Lu Jinhuan a palace attire, pretended to be a palace servant, and followed him step by step.

After entering the palace, Yi Zhen was a military commander. He was tall and walked quickly. She was pampered these days and lacked exercise. Her legs began to feel sore while walking.

Yizhen noticed that the person beside him was getting farther and farther away from him, so he frowned and asked softly: "What's going on with you?"

Lu Jinhuan rubbed his legs slowly and said awkwardly: "I can't walk anymore, it hurts so much."

Yizhen never expected that it would be such a ridiculous reason. He became angry for a moment and snorted coldly, "Spoiled!"

But that's not the way to go. It would be bad if someone finds out if you stay too long.

Then he looked around and saw that there were still guards walking back and forth in the palace. It was not easy to get a sedan chair for her, a small palace servant.

Besides, his status was not such that he would carry a minor palace servant, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Jinhuan. She was biting her pink lower lip hard, her stunning face was delicate and timid, which made him flustered and violent. He looked away and did not look at her.

Even if he could carry it, it wouldn't work like this. How could he, a subordinate, touch His Majesty's people?

Besides, you shouldn't talk too much at ordinary times. If there is such contact, His Majesty will not let her go.

In the end, Yi Zhen handed over the hilt of his long sword.

Lu Jinhuan looked dumbfounded, what was he going to do? He quickly gave me a puzzled look.

Yi Zhen saw it and said angrily: "Hold on, hurry up and leave without any further delay."


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