The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 136 You like her, don't you?
After Han Yumin finished speaking, Aunt Chun was really stunned.

She just didn't want her master to go into this muddy water, but she didn't think carefully about the serious relationship between them.

If she could have thought of it early in the morning, Ye Zhenglian might have intentionally harmed her... She suddenly opened her eyes wide and shook her head: "Slaves...Slaves hope is the first possibility."

Not thinking, but hoping.

Han Yumin's hand quietly grasped her handkerchief.

She also hopes to be the first.

He once quietly let Sister Qin in to visit her who was still in confinement. When the Queen Mother Zhao was looking for the emperor, he once kept silent, but that was risking his life to deceive the emperor!Han Yumin still seemed to be able to see Ye Zhenglian standing upright at the gate of the Yulan Pavilion, with the hand holding the knife by his waist, so hard.

No... she doesn't believe it.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the little eunuch Li Jian and tell him to come to Ye Zhenglian." Han Yumin pretended to be calm, and said, "Don't worry about it, aunt, maybe he just misremembered."

If it was the second possibility, then why did Ye Zhenglian take this opportunity to harm Aunt Chun and Lin Zixuan?
Apart from being instructed by someone behind the scenes, Han Yumin couldn't think of a second possibility!

The many things in the harem, like intertwined roots, lingered in Han Yumin's mind.

"Squeak..."

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Dr. Zhao pushing the door.

Han Yumin came back to his senses and glanced at the door.

"I pay my respects to the empress." Imperial physician Zhao walked slowly in front of her with a medicine box in hand, and said, "Empress, is there anything I can help you with? I will do my best."

Han Yumin's heart ached slightly.

He still does.

No matter how wronged he was, he was willing to hang himself on this tree.

Han Yumin nodded: "Please ask Imperial Doctor Zhao to look at Aunt Chun's fingers." She pointed to Aunt Chun and motioned her to stretch out her finger, "Chuxue said, the wound has become more and more serious in the past few days. Take a good look at it."

After hearing this, Imperial Physician Zhao didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to feel Aunt Chun's pulse.

"Whether you look at the wound or the pulse, Aunt Chun's wound is getting worse and worse because of inflammation." Imperial Physician Zhao sighed, "Ten fingers connected to the heart, this kind of injury should be treated earlier of."

Han Yumin felt a little guilty: "There are too many things going on in the palace these days, I...I thought Aunt Chun would get better."

Imperial Physician Zhao silently wrote: "The weather is hot, this kind of trauma will heal slowly..." He wrote a few words, "How about this, Weichen prescribes a few more medicines, internally and externally, it will surely heal faster."

After all, I continued to write.

Anxious, Han Yumin took Aunt Chun's hand, only to see that the wound on the nail had festered.

She took out a silk handkerchief, trying to wipe it off for Aunt Chun.

"Oh!" Aunt Chun frowned, her fingertips trembled, and beads of sweat came out of her palms.

Han Yumin felt that his eyes were gradually moistening: "Auntie is in such pain, why didn't you tell me?"

In the past few days, Aunt Chun had been resting with her illness, and she didn't ask any more questions, but she never thought that Aunt Chun was injured so badly.Seeing Aunt Chun's painful appearance, Han Yumin's heart throbbed with pain.

"Master has been working hard these past few days, slave... slave is lowly, and I don't want to worry master anymore." Aunt Chun put her hand behind her back lightly, and smiled awkwardly, "Servant has been doing rough work all her life. Therefore, this little injury of the servant is really nothing, the servant does not hurt."

Han Yumin felt his nose sore: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Where did the sweat on your forehead come from?"

Aunt Chun lowered her head and stopped talking.

"Prescription Wei Chen has already written it, Madam, don't worry, Wei Chen will go back to decoct the medicine." Imperial Physician Zhao raised his head and put the prescription into the medicine box.

Han Yumin also stood up: "I'll see you off."

Aunt Chun and Chuxue were both stunned.

"Aunt Chun is injured, it's inconvenient." Han Yumin turned her head, glanced at Aunt Chun and said.

Chuxue understood, and without saying a word, she only quietly took a few steps back.

Han Yumin raised the corners of her lips, smiled, and motioned for Imperial Physician Zhao to go out.

It was too late outside, so Han Yumin and Zhao Taiyi turned on a lamp, which seemed useless in the dark night.

Sometimes, Han Yumin even felt that there was no difference between her and those little bugs that rushed towards the light with all their strength. They knew that the light might only bring disaster to themselves, but they still To rush over as hard as possible.

She is like this, Qin Erlan is like this, and Imperial Physician Zhao is also like this.

"I'm really sorry for making you suffer." Han Yumin said, breaking the tranquility.

Imperial Physician Zhao turned his head sideways: "This is what I should do."

"You like my sister Qin, don't you?" Han Yumin also turned her face to look at Imperial Physician Zhao, "Don't be afraid, just tell me, yes or no."

Doctor Zhao slowly stopped, but did not speak.

"how?"

Imperial Physician Zhao pursed his lips, his brows were tightly knit together, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, he nodded heavily: "Yes."

"So, you just stand behind her and protect her silently." Han Yumin said calmly without looking at Imperial Physician Zhao, "Even Imperial Physician Zhao treats me the same way."

Another moment of silence.

"You treat me like this because you hope that my position in this palace can be strengthened. In this way, Qin Erlan can have something to rely on." Han Yumin pursed her lips and looked at him with a light smile.

Imperial Physician Zhao still remained silent, but quietly raised his head to glance at her, then lowered his head again.

"Thank you." Han Yumin said lightly.

Imperial Physician Zhao was a little surprised, and finally raised his head, returning a smile to Han Yumin.

Han Yumin knew that at this moment, she didn't need to say more.Since Imperial Physician Zhao is willing to silently guard Qin Erlan behind her, he will never pierce the window paper between him and Qin Erlan.

She believed in Dr. Zhao's character.

She handed the candle to Imperial Physician Zhao: "The hospital is too far away. When Imperial Physician Zhao returns, please be careful."

Doctor Zhao took the lamp in a trance, and immediately reacted, and stuffed it back into Han Yumin's hand: "It's inevitable for a girl to walk alone at night. I'm a rough person. I walk a lot at night, even if I don't This light is fine."

After all, he turned and left.

In the hazy moonlight, Imperial Physician Zhao left a blurred figure of Han Yumin's back.

Yingyue Pavilion.

"Your Majesty..." Chen Yijun called out in a low voice.

Jiang Meng has been here for a long time, but he has been sitting by the candle lamp reading.Chen Yijun was alone beside her, neither sitting nor standing.

She thought that she was not as naturally affectionate as Han Yumin and Jiang Meng were together, but Jiang Meng wouldn't say nothing to her.

Otherwise, why would he come to her?
Jiang Meng looked up at Chen Yijun and put down the book in his hand.

"The emperor is tired from reading, and my concubine asked someone to make some hawthorn cakes for the emperor to have supper." Chen Yijun said carefully, and put the hawthorn cakes on the small table beside Jiang Meng.

"Shouldn't these things be done by servants?" Jiang Meng's face was expressionless, "What? The maid wants you to do it yourself? Call it out, it's a big deal, don't want this maid."

Chen Yijun was shocked.

If Yi Tao is really wanted to come out, Jiang Meng is probably really unwilling to ask Yi Tao to be her maid of honor for Chen Yijun.

Instead - directly taking Yitao as a concubine.

Chen Yijun shook her head with a smile, desperately trying to control her emotions: "The emperor doesn't need to be angry, the concubine just thinks, let the concubine do it herself for serving the emperor."

A smile appeared on Jiang Meng's face: "Yu——Yijun, you bother."

"En?" Chen Yijun felt a prick in his eardrums, but couldn't hear clearly.

"I like to eat your hawthorn cake."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and gently held Chen Yijun's hand.

(End of this chapter)