Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1711 Returning to the Palace
Rong Yan strode out of the house, went to the room next door to Lan Xinyue and Yi Yi, and was about to say goodbye to them.

However, she ran into Yingxiu just as she went out.

Yingxiu came over with a small bundle and a letter: "Miss, madam has expected that you will leave, she has asked the servants to pack your clothes for you, and left a letter for you, madam said that if you leave, you will leave quietly." Let's go, so that she won't feel uncomfortable when she sees her."

Rong Yan opened the letter.

The letter was in Lan Xinyue's handwriting, and there was only one sentence: [Yan'er, take care.No matter where you are, Happy Valley is your retreat. 】

Rong Yan's eyes became hot, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "How does my mother know that I will leave tonight?"

Yingxiu didn't speak.

It's obvious.

Those rumors must have been released by the emperor, isn't it because he hopes that the lady will go back.

She can think of it, Madam must have thought of it a long time ago.

Only Rong Yan, the person involved, is still kept in the dark.

Rong Yan was not hypocritical, she quickly calmed down, left a letter for her parents, and went down the mountain.

When she reached the foot of the mountain, Rong Yan realized that Han Yu was also waiting for her at the foot of the mountain, and the carriage was ready.

Han Yu was wearing a blue formal attire, with a respectful face on his face: "Since Miss is leaving, how could I be missing. Where Miss is going, Han Yu will go."

"There's me too! Mistress, no, Senior Sister asked me to enter the palace together to take care of you." Wang Da also got out of the carriage, smiling foolishly.

The tip of Rong's nose was sour again, but he bit his lower lip to hold back the sadness.

Then the group left together in a carriage.

Wang Da and Han Yu were in charge of driving the carriage, while Rong Yan and Ying Xiu sat in the carriage.

Along the way, Rong Yan was restless and didn't feel sleepy, and the image of the tyrant was always in his mind.

I don't know how he is doing now.

In Rong Yan's heart, there is actually an urge to put on wings and fly to the palace immediately.

It's just that this impulse was only for a moment, she noticed it, her small face furrowed in displeasure, and then suppressed it.

She regained her composure, as if nothing had happened, and sometimes lifted the curtain to look outside.

The carriage went downhill relatively quickly, and arrived in the capital in just over three minutes.

Rong Yan was worried about the curfew in the palace, but when he arrived, he realized that there were guards guarding the gate of the palace in the middle of the night.

"Who is entering the palace?" The gate guard stopped Rong Yan's carriage.

Rong Yan leaned out of the carriage directly, took out the token and handed it over.

That token is the token representing King's Landing Nine's identity.

The guards knelt down one after another, retreated respectfully, and let Rong Yan in.

……

As soon as the carriage stopped at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Rong Yan couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage and strode into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

She saw Eunuch Su dozing outside.

"Why are you outside? How is the emperor?"

Eunuch Su was so frightened that the sleepy bugs ran away, but Ying Yi really invited Niangniang back!
"The slave accidentally dozed off!"

Rong Yan was a little suspicious, something happened to the tyrant, how could Eunuch Su remain so calm.

Eunuch Su noticed the icy atmosphere in the hall, and quickly wiped his nose and tears, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he is unconscious right now... I don't know if His Majesty will be okay... "

Before Su Gonggong finished speaking, he saw Rong Yan strode into the hall.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is still in its original layout.

Rong Yan has only been away for more than half a month, but it feels like a year has passed.

Rong Yan saw that on the dragon bed, Jun Linjiu was wearing bright yellow pajamas, the collar of the shirt was open, exposing a piece of chest skin, and the festering wound mixed with bloodshot wounds on the heart was very conspicuous and shocking.

She took Jun Linjiu's pulse again, and found that his pulse was weak, and his body was exhausted. If it wasn't for the breath coming out of his nose, he would have thought he was a dead man.

Her pupils shrank, thinking of Yingyi's words.

She thought that donating a few drops of blood was just a little flesh wound.

I didn't expect it to be that serious.

Thinking that she still doubted Jun Linjiu's arrival yesterday, she suddenly felt a little guilty.

Eunuch Su wiped away his tears appropriately, adding to the sentimental atmosphere.

"Your Majesty's blood is invulnerable to all poisons, but his physique is also very noble. He cannot suffer the slightest injury. If the blood is depleted, His Majesty's body will be in danger. At that time, the slaves persuaded His Majesty, but His Majesty refused to listen and questioned the need to donate blood. .So when he came back from Xiaoyao Valley, His Majesty was very weak. He was able to wake up for a while two days ago, but he has been unconscious since yesterday.

The feeling of being stabbed in Rong Yan's heart became more and more clear, and she clenched her little hands slightly.

Then prescribe the right medicine.

She wrote a prescription to Eunuch Su, and asked Eunuch Su to send someone to fetch and decoct the medicine.

Then he ordered the maid to prepare water and gauze to come in.

She opened Jun Linjiu's skirt, and cleaned his wound bit by bit with clean water and gauze.

Before she could make a move, her hand was suddenly grasped by a slender, white man.

Rong Yan thought Jun Linjiu had woken up, but saw that he just moved the corners of his pale lips, and softly called out: "Aifei..."

These two words seem to be like feathers, gently fluttering across my heart, crisp and numb.

She curled her fingers, suppressing the throbbing in her heart, and withdrew her hand.

Then he used clean gauze and alcohol to clean and sterilize his wound.

"Humph……"

A muffled hum came from above her head, and Jun Linjiu opened her eyes, her phoenix eyes were looking at her tenderly.

He stretched out his hand, gently touched her small face, his lips were pale, and said weakly: "I saw you just now, and I thought it was just a dream, but it turned out to be real..."

Rong Yan only glanced at him, then hurriedly looked away, lowered her head and continued to clean his wound.

"Your Majesty, don't move around, be careful not to touch the wound."

"it is good."

Jun Lin's nine palms slid down and clasped her waist, causing her to tremble.

Rong Yan was ticklish, and when he held his waist, he felt unnatural all over, and didn't know how to make the next move.

"If the emperor doesn't let go, how will the concubines treat the emperor's wound?"

Jun Lin Jiufeng looked at her, and his tone seemed to contain grievances: "I am afraid of pain, so I can only divert my attention by hugging my concubine."

"……"Fine.

Rong Yan forcibly focused on his wound and continued to clean it.

Jun Linjiu continued to hum a few times.

"Aifei, take it easy..."

Rong Yan's body was numb when he heard it.

After a while, she cleaned up his wound, her little face was covered with sweat, she didn't know whether it was from tension or heat.

Then she drugged him again.

"Your majesty, don't do this next time. The wound happens to be in the heart. If it's later, if the concubine doesn't come over in time, I'm afraid something will happen."

Jun Linjiu's chest injury was not particularly serious, but the situation would only get worse if it dragged on.

It's just that his body has been worn out a bit, and he is very weak, so he needs to make up for it.

"Why does Aifei appear here in the middle of the night?"

Rong Yan wanted to say something, but Jun Linjiu hugged her from behind and refused to let go.

"Don't move, let me give you a good hug."

(End of this chapter)