"If it wasn't for the calming tea and soothing sachets sent by Ziyan, how could I have slept so well! If it wasn't for thirst, I would definitely sleep till dawn!"
Pass the teacup to Lan'er, and Lan'er puts it in the jade saucer on the table.
"How's the weather outside?" Zixuan asked again.
Lan'er said: "The sky is bright and the air is clear, it's very cool!"
Zixuan shook the single clothes on her body, and then fanned the round fan next to the pillow.
"It's a bit stuffy in the room, Lan'er, you open the window to let some air in!"
"yes!"
After agreeing, Lan'er opened the green window, and a fresh breath came over her face. Zixuan couldn't help but praised "It's so cool".
"Just leave the window open!"
Lan'er knew that Zixuan's body temperature was the temperature of the two of them, so she would naturally feel hotter.
She also always suggested that Zixuan open the window to be cooler. But Zixuan was very stubborn and refused to open the window. In fact, Zixuan was afraid of Liu'er's ghost, so she didn't dare to open the window.
Tonight, the sky is clear and the stars are shining brightly, so Zixuan is not afraid anymore.
Lan'er said: "If the imperial concubine sees the cold sky while sleeping, she will cover her with a blanket, so as not to catch cold. Now that the imperial concubine is pregnant with a dragon seed, her body is so delicate!"
While worrying about Zixuan's body, Lan'er was also afraid of being scolded by Yan Li and Rong Chang'an, and now the two of them are protecting Zixuan as if they were their own little ones.
"I see. There's nothing else going on here, go out!" Zi Xuan lay lazily on the bed, closing her bright eyes.
Lan'er pointed to the Yinghuang candle: "Grand Concubine, did you let the candle light up, or did you blow it out?"
Zixuan lightly opened her red lips: "Extinguish it! Saving a little candle is also making a contribution to the relief of the victims."
Lan'er smiled, thinking how much money she could save by saving one candle every day! She took a needle from the silver jar and snuffed out the candle. He lifted the lantern again and walked out the door.
"Concubine, Lan'er has gone out!"
Zixuan replied leisurely: "Okay."
With a creak, the door closed, and Lan'er left the yard. The night was quiet again.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside the yard. Nan Ming jumped out of the Taihu Stone and came to the window.
Looking in, there was only a white screen blocking it, Nanming couldn't see Zixuan, but could faintly hear Zixuan's breathing as thin as a gossamer.
With a slight jerk, Nan Ming's body was like a pika, and he jumped into the room in an instant. The light of the stars and the moon fell on the carpet from the window, as if a white tablecloth was placed on the ground. A scent unique to a woman's boudoir wafted out, and Nan Ming was almost drunk.
Turning around the lady's screen, I saw a large bed under the north wall, on which Zixuan was lying on the pillow.
Even in the dark night, one can still see her blue hair like a waterfall, her face like a full moon, and her slender and exquisite body. Nan Ming, who had always been as firm as steel, couldn't help turning his Adam's apple at this moment, his heart was pounding, his bones were limp and his tendons were brittle, and the soft sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He just wanted to wake Zixuan up, but lewd thoughts had already arisen in his heart.
It's rare to come to Fengwu Palace, such a good woman, how can I let her go! Put her to sleep, and find out who it is! There are so many women in the palace, the emperor can't be lucky every night, how sad and resentful she is. Wushan Yunyu and I are just helping her to relieve her worries and boredom!
Thinking about it, a lewd and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then she tiptoed to the bed, but Nan Ming's mind was on Zi Xuan, and the room was very dark, so she accidentally bumped into the table and knocked all the teacups in the saucer to the ground.
Nan Ming's back felt cold for a while.
"Who!" Zixuan was still asleep, when she heard the teacup falling to the ground, she woke up with a start. And standing in front of her was a woman in a white gauze dress, holding a sword in her hand, but her face was covered with a mask, so she couldn't see clearly.
Nan Ming didn't speak, and shook the soft sword in his hand, and slashed towards the bed.
Seeing him shaking the sword like a leather whip, Zixuan thought to herself: "What kind of sword is she holding in her hand? Why is it so soft!"
Zixuan didn't have time to think too much, she rolled on the bed and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Hiss..."
It happened to be on the stomach, but it hurt her badly, and she was worried that it would hurt the child in her stomach.
Hearing another click, Nan Ming's soft sword cut off a corner of a table. Zixuan doesn't know martial arts, so she can't fight with the opponent, and throws whatever she gets in her hand to the opponent.
Nan Ming blocked them with his soft sword one by one. Zixuan didn't dare to stand up, she rolled on the spot again, and rolled to the outside. Looking back, she saw that person was standing by the window, and the light of stars and moon came in from the window, illuminating her plain gauze singlet and pink lining very clearly, even the sword in her hand was still trembling.
Zixuan's heart skipped a beat, and she covered her mouth: "Yes...is it her?"
Despair, panic, and worry all emerged together in her pupils like autumn water.
And in the other party's eyes, there was indeed a scarlet cold light. With a flick of her wrist, the tip of the sword went down, stabbing at Zixuan's throat.
Zixuan was caught by the threshold and couldn't roll anymore, so she had to lie on the ground and wait for death with her eyes closed. But she was a little unwilling to die, because the child in her stomach didn't deserve to die!
Benedict!
Zixuan opened her eyes when she heard the man curse. It turned out that the opponent's sword was inserted into the beam and pillar, and he couldn't pull it out all at once. If you don't leave now, when will you wait!
Even if her legs are stiff, Zixuan has to crawl out.
"Don't run!" the man yelled in a sharp voice.
Like a bird released in a cage, Zixuan climbed out of the dormitory and ran into the yard with all her might. While running, he shouted hoarsely:
"Someone is here! There... there are assassins!"
Seeing Zixuan escape, Nan Ming showed a complacent expression on his face, and with a single movement of his wrist, he pulled out the soft sword. Although he failed to occupy Zixuan's body, he still completed the task assigned by Ziyan. Before the inner guard came in, he jumped out of the window, jumped onto the wall, and disappeared as if flying away.
Hearing Zixuan's call, the inner guards guarding Fengwu Palace immediately ran in with a knife and a sword. Seeing Zixuan's distraught, he quickly asked:
"Concubine Zixuan, where is the assassin?"
Zixuan pointed at the bedroom: "It's...inside!"
Lan'er has also run in and supported Zixuan: "Imperial concubine, noble concubine!"
Zixuan was like a discouraged ball, softening a little bit.
"Tummy... child..."
Lan'er hurriedly asked: "What's the matter with the stomach? What's the matter with the child?"
Zixuan panted: "My stomach hurts! Hurry... call the imperial doctor!"
A fast-moving inner guard immediately ran to the imperial hospital and invited Li imperial doctor who was on duty to come over. After seeing and asking about everything, Li Taiyi said to Yan Li who had already rushed over:
"The noble concubine was frightened and her fetal gas was disturbed, which caused her stomach to hurt."
Yan Li looked concerned, and two painful lines appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Is it serious? Will it affect the child?"
Doctor Li stroked his goatee: "Just now I took the pulse of the imperial concubine, and it was very confusing. The situation is not optimistic. I will prescribe two anti-birth medicines, and we will talk about it after eating!"
Out of the corner of Yan Li's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zixuan who was lying on the bed raving and in pain, and his heart softened into a pool of water: "Princess Li, if the child can't be saved, then it won't be saved! I only hope that the noble concubine Zixuan will be well, and it will be done. "
Those who stay are not afraid of having no heirs in the future. Abandoning children to protect adults is also a last resort.