Concubine Zhang Guifei's life should not have been cut off. She woke up with a groan in the early morning, her fever had gone away, and her face looked much better.

But she had always been delicate, and even when she didn't see the official family, her face burst into tears, sobbing and mourning.

Xin Yi had been tired for a day and had been guarding the imperial concubine for most of the night. He was sitting next to her and taking a nap with her chin in her hands. Suddenly she was woken up by the voice of Zhang Xueyi's confidant maid. Hearing her crying voice, she thought that the imperial concubine was dead.

"Miss Zhang, come and see our lady!"

The maid next to Concubine Zhang was named Meng Ning. Xin Yi found her name hard to pronounce and it took her a long time to remember it.

Meng Ning seemed to be in control of the affairs in Concubine Zhang's palace and was very favored.

When Xin Yi heard her shouting, he yawned and stood up. Seeing the dissatisfaction in the palace maid's eyes, as if he was blaming her for treating his master so slowly, he slowed down his movements a little, and silently stepped forward to watch for a moment.

"Great joys and sorrows can easily affect your appearance. The rash on the imperial concubine's face has just healed, so it's better to exercise some restraint..."

Eight of the ten sentences the palace maid coaxed were not as good as Xin Yi's slow and leisurely sentences.

When Zhang Xueyi heard this, he raised his tearful face, took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, and scolded the palace maid in a low voice, "I'm not dead yet? Why are you crying so loudly?"

Meng Ning originally wanted to show her loyalty to her master, but how could she expect that she would be punished?

Zhang Xueyi: "Where is the official family? Where is the official family?"

Meng Ning hurriedly went out to report the news.

Xin Yi smiled slightly, sat down and took Concubine Zhang's pulse.

Within a short time, Zhao Zhen hurried over and sat down on the bedside, looking worried.

"Concubine, how do you feel? Is there any pain?"

"Guanjia, where have you been? I woke up and couldn't see you. I thought I went to the Palace of the King of Hell..."

"You're stupid, aren't you? I'm just in the side hall and haven't gone far."

Zhao Zhen coaxed her gently, and Zhang Xueyi's tears, which she had finally stopped, burst out again. Regardless of whether there was anyone next to her, she threw herself into Zhao Zhen's arms and rubbed her face against him.

"Guanjia, I have had a long dream, and I am so afraid that I won't be able to see you anymore..."

Zhao Zhen stroked her back, stabilized her body slightly, and turned to look at Xin Yi.

"How is the imperial concubine doing?"

Xin Yi stood aside respectfully and smiled when he heard the words.

"Congratulations to the imperial concubine for getting through this difficult time. She is no longer in danger of her life. She will surely recover slowly by taking her medicine on time and taking good care of herself..."

This was said cleverly, but Zhao Zhen seemed to hear something else. He frowned slightly, but did not ask any more questions, but gave Xin Yi a pointed look.

"Madam, you have worked hard all day. After arranging the concubine's soup and medicine, go back and rest."

Zhao Guanjia said it too politely, which made Xin Yi slightly surprised.

She remembered that yesterday, Zhao Zhen was not lying to her, and his words were quite annoying. It was clearly because of the scandals between her and Fu Jiuqu that he was very unhappy with her.

In the end, just because she saved Zhang Guifei, she changed her mind?

What a love.

Xin Yi glanced at Concubine Zhang, who was favored by Zhao Guan's family, and bowed to thank her.

After Meng Ning was told how to take care of Concubine Zhang, when she was about to go out, she saw the slightly brighter sky and felt a little unwilling to do so. She gritted her teeth and turned around, bowing to Zhao Zhen Yingying.

"Officials and civilian women still have something to say."

Zhao Zhen was comforting Concubine Zhang, with a gentle face. When he turned around and saw Xin Yi staring at him intently, his eyes full of longing, his eyebrows twisted involuntarily, and his face turned cold.

"What's the matter? Just tell me."

Xin Yi was silent for a moment and whispered: "The officials said yesterday that if the imperial concubine is cured, the civilian woman will be rewarded heavily."

"..."

Xin Yi's abrupt words shocked everyone.

There was a brief silence in the inner sanctum.

The chambermaid kept silent.

Even Concubine Zhang, who was in a trance, looked over in surprise.

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

This little lady has a thin figure, clear eyes, fair and tender dimples, no makeup or green on her body, but she is naturally elegant and elegant. Facing the emperor, she is neither flattering nor coquettish, humble but not humble.

Zhao Zhen, who was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

What's more, his nephew...

When I was young and full of energy, I thought very highly of myself, so I loved Luo Qunsheng's songs close to me but far away...

Oh!

Zhao Zhen shook his head, not knowing what he thought of, and smiled softly.

"Reward." He asked slowly: "What do you want?"

Xin Yi said seriously: "A civilian woman wants money."

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen's eyes jumped.

In front of him, even the most greedy officials and concubines would be restrained. They would at least use roundabout ways to speak more pleasantly and find a tactful reason. This was the first time that Zhao Zhen had seen such a person who asked for money so bluntly.

He laughed and said, "I remember that your medicine shop has a good business, so I guess you are not short of money."

"No one in the official family is short of money. Even the official family themselves don't think they have too much money, right?"

Zhao Zhen was startled.

Then I saw her straightening her back and speaking calmly.

"The women want money because they want to expand the medical center and develop new drugs to benefit the people."

Zhao Zhen attaches great importance to medical development and has promulgated many promotional decrees for this purpose. Xin Yi was sure before he said this. Even if he did not get support, Zhao Zhen would definitely not blame him.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhen laughed when he heard this.

The expression on that face was softer than before.

"Okay. If a woman has such an ambition, I should reward her generously."

~

When Xin Yi came out of the palace, it was dawn.

She rode a carriage with green curtains, passed through the palace city in the morning mist, and headed towards Ma Xing Street.

Her car carried a reward from the government - a hundred taels of gold and two pieces of purple silk.

Don't underestimate these two pieces of cloth, they are the highlight of the reward.

People in the Song Dynasty were very particular about the color of their clothes. It was used to distinguish official positions and was a symbol of status. Ordinary people were not allowed to wear purple and crimson. The emperor gave crimson, and purple was a special favor and a recognition of merit. Then

Not a symbol of wealth, but a symbol of status.

It can be said that the significance of two pieces of purple cloth is far greater than a hundred taels of gold.

However, what made Xin Yi even more excited was that in addition to the above rewards, Zhao Zhen actually directly rewarded her with the house next door to her that had been confiscated by the court and originally belonged to Du Zhongqing.

Coins, silk, real estate, what else is this if not a huge reward?

The surprise came too suddenly.

Xin Yi remembered what Fu Jiuqu once said, and felt vaguely that the matter might have something to do with him.

"Control——"

The carriage suddenly slowed down.

Xin Yi's thoughts were interrupted. He lifted the curtain and looked out. In the thin morning light, he saw Fu Jiuqu leading Sun Huai out of the palace gate. Duan Sui handed him the horse's reins and said a few words to him. He nodded.

, took the reins and mounted the horse.

Wearing windbreaker leather boots and a long whip in hand, he looks like a handsome man.

But why did Prince Guangling come out of the palace?

Did he not come home all night?

Fu Jiuqu noticed Xin Yi's gaze and looked sideways.

The two people's eyes met and they were in direct contact.

Xin Yi smiled awkwardly, "Good morning, Prince."

Fu Jiuqu pulled the reins, turned around, and approached the horse, "I'll take my sister-in-law back."

Looking at the darkness under his eyes, Xin Yi frowned involuntarily and said, "This is very close to Maxing Street. There is no need for the prince to see him off. Go back and rest early."

Fu Jiuqu: "I happened to be there for something, so I'm on my way."

Xin Yi glanced at him quickly, withdrew his gaze, and asked tentatively: "Does the prince know that the officials rewarded me with Du Zhongqing's house?"

"Really?" Fu Jiuqu looked over without changing his expression and said in a calm tone: "Congratulations, sister-in-law."
Chapter completed!