Han Yan buried her head deeper, not daring to look into Fu Yunxi's eyes: "You know I was poisoned..." However, after getting up, she checked her body and found no injuries. She must have been injured last night. Fu Yunxi didn't do anything to her, but thinking of this, she felt grateful to him. But he was still confused: "Then how can I cure my aphrodisiac?"
Fu Yunxi straightened up and looked away: "Of course there will be an imperial doctor to treat you."
Han Yan felt that what he said was a bit strange, but couldn't explain why it was strange. She just had an intuition that he was lying. She originally wanted to express her gratitude, but accidentally saw the wound on his palm being bandaged and asked, "Are you injured?" Already?"
Fu Yunxi turned around: "It's just a minor injury."
"Does it have something to do with me?" For some reason, Han Yan always felt that the injury seemed to have an inseparable relationship with him. But I heard Fu Yunxi's faint voice: "It has nothing to do with you."
Han Yan raised his head and noticed that his face seemed a little paler than usual. Compared with his usual cold and cold appearance, he looked a little softer and weaker. Although it was not clear, Han Yan still kindly reminded: "Ni's face doesn't look good. If there's anything uncomfortable, why don't you ask the doctor to take a look."
"No need." Fu Yunxi didn't seem to want to continue the topic, but looked at her again: "You have a good rest here."
Han Yan was stunned. He had already stayed in Prince Xuanqing's Mansion for a day and a night. He was originally in the palace with Concubine Chen and the others. Now he was afraid that he would attract attention, so he thought about getting up: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate..."
"We have already sent someone to Zhuang Mansion to deliver the message." Fu Yunxi's voice contained a hint of coldness that was not easily noticeable: "You don't have to worry in the palace. You are my wife, and Prince Xuanqing's Mansion is your home."
This ordinary sentence, for some reason, made Han Yan feel an indescribable warmth in his heart, as if what he had been pursuing was right in front of him. To her, the Zhuang Mansion was just a place full of intrigues and intrigues, where she held the tragic memories of her previous life. The world is so big that she no longer has the concept of "home", but now this handsome and cold man says that this is her home.
She curled her lips: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Fu Yunxi raised her eyebrows: "Isn't that what you called me last night?"
Han Yan was stunned: "What?"
He raised his lips, and his usually cold face suddenly became a little evil: "When you kissed me forcefully last night, you called... Yun Xi."
Sure enough, after hearing Fu Yunxi's words, Han Yan was stunned, her cheeks were red, and she looked completely at a loss.
She was starting to look more and more like a stupid wild goose. Fu Yunxi looked at her small appearance, commented in her heart, turned around, picked up the empty medicine bowl on the table, and went out.
After leaving the house, he walked a few steps toward the east corridor and stopped in the yard. Many scenes appeared before his eyes.
Last night, when Han Yan's medicine subsided and he gradually calmed down and fell asleep, in order to prevent any changes, he sat by the bed and waited. However, he watched as the sweat on Han Yan's forehead gradually increased, and his expression became frightened and angry, and he couldn't help it. Shaking his head, he seemed to be having a nightmare.
He got up and walked to the bed, trying to calm her nightmare, but he saw that her lips seemed to be saying something, and he could not hear clearly what she was mumbling. Fu Yunxi leaned over and heard her calling a name repeatedly: Wei Rufeng.
The medicine bowl in his hand seemed to still have the lingering fragrance of the medicine. Fu Yunxi stood under the tree in the courtyard, Wei Rufeng
In her nightmare last night, Wei Rufeng was clearly frightened and angry, and her tone contained infinite despair and hatred. What grudge does she have against Wei Rufeng? A trace of thought flashed in Fu Yunxi's eyes. It seemed that from the beginning, Han Yan's attitude towards Wei Rufeng had been extremely cold. It is strange that Wei Rufeng has an excellent reputation in the capital. He is a handsome gentleman, a distinguished family, gentle and considerate. It is easiest for a girl like Han Yan to appreciate him. Han Yan is not a person who treats others coldly. Even when facing her enemies, she always has a smile on her face, and she will not reveal her emotions easily to people she is not familiar with.
Han Yan was extremely polite to Cheng Lei, He Lian Yu, and Jiang Yulou, but she was always cold and wary towards Wei Rufeng. It seemed that she was left out in the cold when she first met Wei Rufeng at the palace banquet. Wei is like the wind. He was far away at that time, and although Han Yan tried his best to hide it, a hint of resentment in his eyes still fell on him.
He would not hate someone for no reason, unless Han Yan knew who Wei Rufeng was before, but he checked Wei Rufeng and found that the first meeting with Han Yan was indeed at the palace banquet. She is a boudoir girl who never sees her husband, so how can she know a person's moral character
Thinking of her unusual behavior when she faced Irina last time, Han Yan seemed a little too mysterious. There are too many doubts about her. But there is no need to worry, she is Princess Xuanqing, and she has plenty of time to reveal everything.
"Master." Mu Feng appeared beside him: "Everything in the palace has been taken care of."
"Where is Mu Yan?" Fu Yunxi frowned slightly.
Mu Feng scratched his head and said with a narrow smile: "They are taking care of the princess's two maids."
Fu Yunxi said nothing more: "Go to the palace and guard."
"Yes." Mu Feng said loudly and ran away in a flash. It's terrible for the master to be angry, but who let those women touch the princess? I'm afraid there will be chaos in the palace.
Fu Yunxi was silent, and the wind lifted up his snow-white coat. His slender figure was picturesque. From a distance, he looked like a banished immortal about to ride the wind back, but the murderous look behind his cold and solemn face was actually No one knows anymore.
The person who touched him must pay the price.
In the Caifeng Palace.
Concubine Chen sat next to the Queen Mother and said through gritted teeth: "That Zhuang Hanyan is so lucky, she escaped even after doing what she did yesterday!"
"Yun Xi is very protective of her." The Queen Mother glanced at Concubine Chen who was looking a little crazy: "Please calm down your expression for the Aijia. Isn't it just a mistake? Don't let everyone see it." Your thoughts!”
Concubine Chen said bitterly: "What Xiao Qi asked me to do can't be done now. As a mother and concubine, I can't help my son..." Even though she said this, her expression became a little calmer.
"Hmph, you don't need to worry about Lao Qi's affairs. I'm afraid Yun Xi won't let it go. You should be more at ease these days." The Queen Mother took a sip of tea and spat it out with a "poof": " Give me another drink, why doesn’t it taste like that?”
Concubine Chen quickly said: "This is natural, but it's a pity that I spent thousands of taels of silver to get the 'Firework Charming'."
The Queen Mother didn't even raise her eyes: "I'm so angry, I've got one thousand taels of silver in your eyes!"
(End of chapter)