Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 437
Weng Junsheng entered the room with his fan vigorously.

Meng Baiyun expressed his deep disapproval for him with his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, and when he saw that there was food, he sat down very politely.

"Do you have any extra bowls and chopsticks?"

At the moment Meng Baiyun is full of sadness about Long Aohan's illness, and he is not in the mood to talk to him, so he just replied lightly: "No."

Weng Junsheng did not avoid suspicion, and reached out to take Long Aohan's chopsticks: "Brother Aohan, I've finished eating, lend me the chopsticks to fill two mouthfuls, I've been tossing and turning, I'm still hungry."

Meng Baiyun became a little curious.

Long Aohan opened his mouth first: "What happened?"

Weng Junsheng stuffed a mouthful of vegetables, he was considered cultivated, chewed and swallowed slowly, and then said: "The emperor knows that there are all kinds of precious medicinal materials in my house, so he asked me to send as much as I have, and I will clean up as soon as I go back. A carriage was brought here."

"It's so late?"

Weng Junsheng lifted up his sleeves, and there was a bloody cut on it, wrapped in gauze, which was poorly wrapped, and the gauze was stained with blood.

Long Aohan was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Originally, I should have arrived two hours earlier after I came and went and packed up the batch of medicinal materials. I didn't know that I met a group of thieves on the way. After a fight, I got a little injured, but fortunately, all the medicinal materials were sent up the mountain. That, who is it? The emperor seems to be quite nervous."

"The third prince of Southern Chu."

Long Aohan didn't hide it from Weng Junsheng, Weng Junsheng was slightly surprised, and looked at Meng Baiyun: "I know you have some friendship with him, no wonder you were so entangled and nervous during the horse race, when I just passed, the emperor didn't let me in , but I asked the gatekeeper eunuch, and it seems to be all right."

"Where did you come from?"

As it was about Yan Hongyi, Meng Baiyun was naturally concerned.

Weng Junsheng stuffed another dish with chopsticks, and Meng Baiyun, who was eating slowly, really wanted to stab him with a chopstick.

After eating, he also put down his chopsticks: "It's cold, it's not tasty, I'll let the kitchen serve a bowl of noodles later, I came from there, what's the matter?"

"The eunuch didn't let me in, so who's in that room?"

"I asked the eunuch, only the emperor."

"Only the emperor?" Meng Baiyun was a little worried.

Long Aohan seemed to see it, and held her hand: "Don't worry."

Weng Junsheng also comforted: "The emperor probably intends to humiliate the third prince today, but later it seems that he is trying his best to save his life. In my opinion, nothing will happen. After all, the life of the third prince is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries. If it really kills people, I am afraid that a fierce battle is inevitable, the emperor knows in his heart that we cannot survive this battle if we are resting and recuperating."

Weng Junsheng naturally didn't know the inside story, but it was reasonable to comfort him.

Meng Baiyun relaxed a bit, but still wanted to confirm it with his own eyes to be completely relieved.

"I'll go take a look."

Long Aohan got up: "I'll accompany you."

Naturally, Weng Junsheng couldn't sit alone in someone else's room: "Let's go together, but you may not be able to get in, the emperor is also strange, why do you guard the third prince by yourself, it's not like this, you have to show your sincerity. "

Meng Baiyun's face was slightly gloomy, but not to Weng Junsheng.

"He really has the heart to let him go when he recovers."

Weng Junsheng looked at Long Aohan with meaningful eyes, approached Long Aohan, and lowered his voice: "Baiyun is really different from these three princes. It's rare that you are not jealous, brother. What is the origin of the story? Shouldn't you tell my brother?"

Long Aohan just smiled: "I don't have time to look back on this matter, I'll tell you, let's go, go with her first, otherwise she won't be able to sleep well tonight."

"Row."

A group of three people arrived outside Yanhongyi's room, and sure enough, the little eunuch came up to stop him.

"General, madam, chancellor, the emperor has ordered you to come late at night today, and no one will come. If you come to visit the sick, please come early tomorrow."

Meng Baiyun doesn't like this at all.

Pushing the little eunuch away: "Get up."

The little eunuch staggered from being pushed, but after standing still, he still took a loyal step to block the door.

Meng Baiyun slashed at him, "I'll let you go."

Long Aohan also got his hands on it, trying to push the little eunuch away, but seeing that he couldn't stand it anymore, a deep and hoarse voice came from the door: "Let them in."

If the little eunuch was granted an amnesty, he hurriedly stepped aside and said respectfully, "General, madam, chancellor, please."

Meng Baiyun pushed open the door, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the room.

Walking inside, across a screen, lay Yan Hongyi sleeping on the bed.

Yan Hongyi's forehead was covered with a wet veil.

There was a water basin beside the bed, and Zhong Ning was rolling up another veil with his sleeves rolled up. 
Weng Junsheng was inevitably a little surprised.

He guessed that the emperor had played too much, and Pei Ye wanted to atone for his sins, so as to leave a way for the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

But now it can be seen that although the Emperor's spirit is not very high, Hao Lai is also the Ninth Five-Year Lord. This act of atonement must have been done too much.

He even had the illusion for a moment that the emperor seemed to be taking care of a very caring and loving person.

If it wasn't for a man lying on the bed, Weng Junsheng would have thought it was the emperor's favorite concubine.

Seeing people coming in, Zhong Ning didn't want to stop putting on airs of the emperor, but continued twisting the veil naturally.

"sit down."

Meng Baiyun didn't come to sit. When he walked to the bed, Zhong Ning happened to change Yan Hongyi's handkerchief, stood up, carried the washbasin to the window and poured water, and scooped clean water from the small bucket.

The movements are a little clumsy, obviously not used to serving people, but it can be seen that he is doing his best to be careful and thoughtful.
After changing the water, soaking the handkerchief that was replaced earlier, he glanced at the person on the bed with a bit of pity and regret, and then moved to Long Aohan's face.

He knew about Long Aohan's body.

If he hadn't knocked him out just now, I'm afraid his internal energy would be in chaos, and he would inevitably go mad.

His hair is already half a century old, everything is his fault, if he hadn't made such a fuss today, why would Ao Han's condition have worsened.

"Aohan, I have something to tell you, Baiyun, please take care of me here."

Meng Baiyun vaguely felt that Zhong Ning wanted to tell Long Aohan about Long Aohan's illness.

The two went out, leaving Weng Junsheng and Meng Baiyun inside.
Meng Baiyun took Yan Hongyi's pulse, and Weng Junsheng stood beside him and said, "Immortal Diegu and Guigu have seen it together, so there shouldn't be any serious problems."

Meng Baiyun frowned more and more.

Weng Junsheng was a little nervous: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

However, the injury was too serious, far beyond her imagination.

She felt distressed.

It is also because of the presence of Senior Diegu and Guigu that Yan Hongyi's life can be saved.

Put Yan Hongyi's hand back, and covered him with the quilt.

Weng Junsheng went to the window, looked at the half-open window, and turned to Meng Baiyun: "The smell of medicine is too strong, and the smell of musk is very strong. I will open the window a little. You are pregnant and smell the musk for a long time. It is not good for the fetus."

Meng Baiyun nodded.

Musk promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Yan Hongyi suffered serious internal injuries before, and the blood stasis in his body persisted. It is normal for him to take this medicine.

Weng Junsheng couldn't bear it when he opened the window.

"How did he fall into the hands of the emperor? Could it be that Princess Wenyuan and Princess Huige were able to return to Southern Chu safely because of him?"

"kindness."

"I actually guessed a little bit, but I haven't heard anything, so I'm not sure. Princess Wenyuan and Princess Huige were secretly escorted back to the country. This matter was discussed in the court, but the emperor didn't mention it. Everyone It's hard to say too much. Some people think that Nanchu may have put pressure on the emperor, but I feel that it may not be the case. It must be that the emperor has gained some benefits elsewhere, but I don't see Nanchu giving up the land, so I guessed that this benefit may be Substitution of people, I went into the palace and paid attention, where did the emperor hide him, how could he be so tightly hidden from everyone, no one knows."

Meng Baiyun really felt sorry for Yan Hongyi.

Listening to Weng Junsheng now, I think of the days when Yan Hongyi was sent to the stables to shovel manure like a prisoner in handcuffs and shackles.

Zhong Ning's method of torturing people is absolutely brilliant.

To punish people is to punish the heart first, wantonly trampling Yan Hongyi's pride and self-esteem under his feet.

I don't know if he will be enlightened now that he has learned all the truth.

Seeing that Meng Baiyun just frowned and looked at Yan Hongyi without answering, Weng Junsheng didn't want to ask more questions.

Thinking that Meng Baiyun would not answer, unexpectedly, after a long while, Meng Baiyun suddenly turned around: "Yu Ma Jian, he was in Yu Ma Jian a while ago."

"That place!"

Weng Junsheng was obviously a little surprised.

"Yes, there, shoveling horse manure."

Weng Junsheng was even more surprised.

It seems impossible to connect the identity of the prince with the identity of a palace shoveler.

Meng Baiyun looked at Weng Junsheng: "So, really don't offend your emperor easily, the method of torturing people is very clever."

With a bit of sarcasm, Weng Junsheng had to admit that he was indeed brilliant.

Not to mention being sent to shovel horse manure, but today, if the emperor hadn't intended to humiliate Yan Hongyi, he wouldn't have forced him to deliberately throw himself on the ceiling.

At that fall, everyone thought that he pulled the rein by mistake in a panic.

Weng Junsheng has always seen it clearly, it was clearly intentional.

"The emperor's actions today are serious... But I never thought that these three princes are really strong, and they would rather die than continue to be tortured and humiliated by the emperor."

staunch.

Where is staunchness.
That is nothing to love in life, and death is like ashes.

Like the person, do not like him.

That also pulls down.

There is no rule that you must be rewarded for your efforts.

But it's fine if you don't get anything in return, what you get is some kind of ghost.

Thinking of Zhong Ning humiliating Yan Hongyi with a group of people, Meng Baiyun's teeth itch and wanted to cut Zhong Ning's neck.

As far as his buttocks are precious, he also volunteered with a purpose at the beginning. Although there was a misunderstanding afterwards, there is no need to be so desperate.

Thinking of what method Yan Hongyi might have used to obtain the information on Sun Moon Island, Meng Baiyun's heart felt dull and painful.

Weng Junsheng saw that her complexion was not good, and he was a little worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Meng Baiyun waved his hand: "Nothing."

"Don't be too musky. You don't feel comfortable smelling it. You can stand by the window."

It was a bit heavy, Meng Baiyun had to think about the child in his belly, so he stood up and walked to the window.

There were too many things on my mind that night.

The most serious thing is nothing but Long Aohan's illness.

The world is so big, where is the medicine to cure him?

(End of this chapter)