My Queen, you are naughty again

As soon as he entered the door, the emperor saw the wound on Chu Li's face and the little scarlet that fell on the ground. He looked up at the queen lightly, but he didn't say anything. He shook his sleeves and walked to the central pear sandalwood chair, stroked his hands on his knees and frowned.

Even if you don't speak, the emperor's arrival adds a sense of depression to the house, which is a kind of dignity and power emanating from the inside out.

"I heard you dragged yu'er ashore?" the emperor asked in a deep voice, looking at Chu Li kneeling on the ground.

"Yes."

There were only a few shallow breaths left in the room. The queen, who was just angry, was now silent and stood beside the emperor.

The emperor turned his head to see Mo Rongrui, and then looked at the queen. Then he slowly said, "the queen is coming to ask you for an explanation today. Yu'er is my princess and the princess of South Vietnam. But now it seems that rui'er has severely punished you."

"Back to my father, the six princesses are the apple of my father's eye. Naturally, my ministers dare not neglect it. Chu Li has taught me a lesson and asked my father. The queen saw that Chu Li saved the six Princesses' life at last, and let her live for the time being." Murong Rui respectfully opened his mouth.

For a long time, the emperor waved his hand and took a sip of hot tea. Then he slowly said to the queen, "this maid is right and wrong. It's enough to teach her such a lesson. The queen is the mother of the South Vietnamese country. Why bother with a maid. Yu'er will be safe and sound. I've handed over to Doctor Wang for diagnosis and treatment. The queen can rest assured."

When it came to this son, how could the queen dare to do it again? She nodded, glanced away at Chu Li, and said in a deep voice: "yes, my concubine is in love with yu'er. I'm in a hurry. I've lost my sense of propriety. I know I'm wrong."

The emperor looked up at the queen one day, nodded and whispered, "if you know, go back. I will deal with this matter and won't treat yu'er badly."

After saying that, the queen slowly got up and walked to the front, brushed a salute towards the emperor, and said softly, "the minister and concubine will leave first."

"Yes."

Then, she saw the queen leaving Ruihe palace with her palace maids. Just now, the nervous and frightening anger in the house suddenly disappeared. Even if the emperor is here now, they all know that at least nothing will happen again.

The emperor looked down at Chu Li, sighed and said, "go down and take some medicine. Anyway, it's also a daughter. It's always bad to have a scar on his face."

With a little magnetism in the majestic voice, it gives people a feeling of great peace of mind.

The pain on his face had disappeared, the blood dried up and no longer flowed down, forming a large blood clot on his face. Chu Li stood up slowly with some numb legs, bowed to the emperor, brushed the ceremony, and said gently, "thank you for your grace. I'll leave."

Mo Rongrui looked at the wound on Chu Li's face and frowned. When she came out, he quickly explained to xiaojingzi nearby, and then saw xiaojingzi come out in a panic.

In the hall, others retreated. For a moment, the emperor and Murong Rui and his son were sitting there.

For a long time, the emperor put down the blue and white jade porcelain cup in his hand, looked at Mo Rongrui and said in a deep voice, "I can only help the girl here, but you'd better tell me clearly about the middle thing. Yu'er is my daughter and the princess of South Vietnam. There can't be any difference."

Murong Rui, sitting on one side, raised his head and looked at the emperor. Then he said the matter again.

Naturally, the emperor is not a person who doesn't distinguish right from wrong. After listening to Mo Rongrui's words, he knows that yu'er provoked the incident first, and then he won't investigate what happened later. However, in the end, he also warned Mo Rongrui that Chu Li is not a fuel-saving lamp.

But even so, Murong Rui refused to give in at all. What he said now is to put her in his heart. In the future, let's talk about it later. The soldiers will block it, and the water and earth will cover it. There will be a solution for things in the future.

In the backyard, as soon as Chu Li came out, the little maids of Ruihe palace had brought the best ointment. They quickly helped Chu Li back to the house and let her lie in bed.

Fu Wanling stayed in the backyard all the time. Seeing the scars on Chu Li's face when he came back from the front yard, he looked dignified, and his small face turned white. He hurried forward and took the ointment from the maid of honor, and insisted on giving Chu Li medicine himself.

"The queen is really cruel! The wound is so deep, how can you see people in the future!" Fu Wanling said anxiously as he drugged Chu Li.

Looking at the small face being drawn like this, Fu Wanling was worried and couldn't worry any more, but Chu Li, who was lying in bed, was not worried at all. He closed his eyes for a long time and said faintly: "if she wasn't cruel, she wouldn't be the queen."

To tell the truth, Chu Li didn't worry about the wound on her face, but she believed that there was no scar on her face. At the end of the day, she didn't believe that there was no medicine to remove the scar. What's more, if she couldn't leave the palace in the future, this face could at least keep herself safe.

Fu Wanling carefully treated the wound, sat by the bed, frowned tightly, clenched his sleeves with both hands and said, "today I'll go back and help you find some medicine that can cure the wound and have it sent to you another day."

As he spoke, his eyes were gentle again. Chu Li slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. His thin lips were light and light. He raised his hand and took Fu Wanling's hand. He said slowly and softly, "among these people, you really treat me."

"If only you knew!" Fu Wanling said helplessly to Chu Li,

They then talked for a while. Towards evening, Fu Wanling left the palace and returned to the general's house.

The night is as cool as water. It is as dark as velvet. The stars shine in the sky. Hanging high in the sky, it is like the eyes shining. The bright crescent moon shows its face from the clouds from time to time, quietly shining on the earth.

In the room, Chu Liping lay on the bed, slowly raised his hand and touched the scar on his face. He murmured to himself in his heart, I don't know if you will still like me.

After all, the deep palace is not where Chu Li wants to stay. Now this opportunity is also a good way to let her out, but how could Mo Rongrui let her out? Now even Rui and the palace can't get out, let alone the palace.

The cold wind outside rustled the withered branches.

"How on earth can we get out of the palace? Rely on master and Cui ran?" Chu Li opened his eyes and stared at the purple bed yarn on the top of the bed.

For a long time, Chu Li turned over, lay on his side on the bed, sighed, closed his eyes again, squeezed into his brain and tried his best.

Late at night, it was the peak of Tianxiang square. The lights on the three-story building were bright, and the eaves of the upturned building were full of red lanterns, decorated with lanterns, which was very festive. Even the boys at the door were dressed in red clothes and tied a red belt around their waist, warmly greeting the men who came.