The palace people stopped.

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes and smiled.

The palace was filled with incense and silence.

Xin Yi walked over with Xingyuan's support. Her steps were as light as if she was afraid of stepping on the ants on the blue bricks to death. She walked to Zhang Xueyi's bed. Xingyuan lifted the curtain for her. She groped and sat down and held Zhang Xueyi's hand.

"The Imperial Concubine..."

A gentle voice and a pity.

"Do you hear that Imperial Concubine? The official family still loves you the most... Why are you willing to leave such a good official family and leave alone?"

Everyone:...

What's the use of saying this?

Can you tell the dead live by saying this?

Xin Yi didn't seem to notice the gaze of those eyes, and his voice was very calm and gentle, "Xingyuan. Lift up the imperial concubine's head and feed it to the imperial concubine some warm water..."

Whatever Xin Yi ordered, Apricot Round would do.

After Concubine Zhang was completely helped up, Xin Yi lowered his head and put his hand on his left wrist, as if he was thinking about something, and nodded slightly.

"Is it because I'm not waking up yet?"

She was like talking to herself. As everyone was looking at the monster, she suddenly bit her lower lip, raised the wound on her left wrist, bit her hard, and then screamed like a fear of pain, and tears fell down immediately.

"Then make a little more."

Meng Ning couldn't bear it anymore, "What are you doing?"

Xin Yi said: "Brother said that I was seriously ill and could hardly survive. It was a witch doctor who introduced medicine to blood and saved me... I thought, since my blood was filled with witch medicine, maybe I could save the life of the imperial concubine?"

Meng Ning: "Are you crazy?"

Xin Yi bent her lips slightly, looking gentle and gentle. "Witch doctors are very common in our Dali, and are not as terrible as you think. You just think that my blood is a medicine... Even if it has no effect, it will not damage the body of the imperial concubine..."

Everyone was like listening to a book of heaven, and their expressions changed again and again.

But as the saying goes, "A dead horse is treated as a living horse." As long as Zhao Zhen does not stop him, others dare not say anything more.

Before Xin Yi's voice fell, she had already put the wound on her left wrist to the corner of Concubine Zhang's lips, as if she was afraid of pain. Her brows were furrowing very tightly, clearly a strong woman who was nervous, afraid and righteous.

They even misunderstood her by saving people with blood?

Zhao Zhen's heart was ups and downs.

From beginning to end, Xin Yi was very serious.

Blood soaked in from the corner of Zhang Guifei's lips, and Xin Yi's other hand seemed to be wiping the corner of Zhang Xueyi's mouth, but in fact, she secretly pressed the medicine into her mouth.

Because she turned her back to everyone's eyes, the woman Fu Jiuqu was attracted to, Zhao Zhen was not convenient to get too close to her, and the others were even far away. No one saw this little move that was concealing the world.

Time passes little by little.

The breeze surrounds the beam, and everyone's expressions became nervous with the naked eye until Zhang Xueyi suddenly opened her hazy eyes, staring at the person in front of her, slowly turning her face to Meng Ning in the hall, and roaring fiercely.

"Bitch, it turns out that you are the one who hurt me..."

Suddenly, when Zhao Zhen heard Zhang Xueyi's voice, he didn't have time to think about it, and he raised his robe and strode to the edge of the bed.

"Xueyi! You're awake..."

A low cry was so affectionate.

Xin Yi took two steps silently and prepared to watch the palace fighting show.

Sure enough, Zhang Xue, who woke up, seemed to have opened a combat copy. Her already pretentious temperament had an extreme attack. She threw herself into Zhao Zhen's arms, and tears fell down like she didn't want money.

"Liulang, Liulang, I think I will never see you again in my life..."

Wow, miserable...

There was a silence in the hall.

Except for Zhang Xueyi, no one has ever heard of any concubine called the official "Liu Lang". People have long forgotten that Zhao Zhen ranked sixth and was indeed the Liu Lang in his family.

Originally, Zhang Xueyi only dared to call him intimately when they were together in private. Now she escaped from death and is a patient again. It is just the right time to make Zhao Zhen feel sorry for her...

At the same time, Zhang Xueyi's position in Zhao Zhen's heart was completely separated from others.

Some are afraid, some are surprised, and some are happy.

Everyone in the hall looked different.

Zhou Yiliu folded her hands in front of her, her fingers unknowingly tightened, and her joints were faintly white.

Cao Yushang's eyebrows were still and his smile remained unchanged. He did not deform in his expression or movements. He could even calmly instruct the imperial physician who had nothing to do with the palace to retreat outside the hall and prevent the royal scandal from falling into the ears of others.

From this perspective, Xin Yi felt that the person who chose Cao as his descendant must be an expert with a big picture and long-term vision.

After all, not everyone can treat the queen as a profession, not just the emperor's wife.

Empress Cao did it, and was able to take out her role well, watch without emotion, wipe the emperor's butt anytime, and do her job well...

Everyone left the inner hall in a row.

Watching Fu Jiuqu leave, Zhou Yiliu's eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking of something, she held the back of the chair and stood up, and was about to follow her, but was stopped by Queen Cao.

"Madam Zhou, stay."

Zhou Yiliu's eyes flashed with panic, and then she bowed, "Yes."

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"Liulang, this slut is trying to harm me... my life."

Zhang Xueyi didn't just cry. She grabbed the sleeves of Zhao Guan's family in a vague way and pointed to Meng Ning, the palace maid who was kneeling in front of the bed.

"I treat her well... I didn't expect... she joined hands with others to deceive me... and wanted to take my life... Officials, you have to make the decision for me..."

Meng Ning was so scared that she was speechless that she kept kowtowing.

"The maid is wronged, the maid is wronged, the official family... the imperial concubine must have listened to the slander of the traitor... or was hit by that witchcraft, so she would talk nonsense..."

"You are just talking nonsense!" Zhang Xueyi gritted her teeth, her red eyes staring like a rabbit, wishing she could bite her to death.

"When I was in a coma, I heard you talking to others... and said that I would put some insects in my palace's cage..."

Meng Ning's expression turned pale, "No, no maid."

"Do you think I am dead and dare to be so unscrupulous? Unfortunately, I should not be dead... I come back alive and find you, the evil maid... cough, cough cough..."

Zhang Xue was so excited that she kept coughing.

"The official family... you want to avenge me... I am harmed by others..."

"Who else is there except this evil maid?" Zhao Zhen comforted Zhang Xueyi and glanced at Meng Ning with a cold expression.

"I don't know..." Zhang Xue shook her head weakly and leaned against Zhao Zhen's body, tears fell like a dam. "This evil maid is a person in the palace, I am familiar with her voice... Even though she is half asleep and half awake, she still recognizes her. The other person leans outside the window and speaks, but she is not a person in the palace..."

"Ayima." Zhao Zhen turned his head to ask Xin Yi regardless of Meng Ning's crying denial.

"What the hell is going on?"

Xin Yi was stunned in surprise, as if he was wondering why the official asked her. He hesitated for a moment before responding with a smile.

"I accompanied the imperial concubine for a while at night. The imperial concubine suddenly said that she was depressed and couldn't breathe. I called Miss Mengning and asked him to teach the imperial physician. When the imperial physician came, I had nothing to do. I was sitting next to me..."

Zhao Zhen lowered his eyebrows: "Switch on."

Xin Yi: "Then, the queen came, and everyone said that the imperial concubine could not be saved..."

Zhao Zhen: "Then where did you go?"

Xin Yi: "I went to the backyard."

Zhao Zhen glanced at her wrist and still had doubts, "What are you doing in the backyard?"

"Sacrifice the witch and summon the soul." Xin Yi raised his cut wrist and said it for granted: "The witch doctor's method looks scary. He needs to use the blood of the sacrificer to express sincerity... I am afraid that it will cause panic, so I can only go to the secluded backyard to prevent people from seeing me."

Speaking of this, Xin Yi suddenly chuckled.

"However, I accidentally heard Miss Mengning talking with a palace servant. My girl said that the man also gave Mengning a bamboo tube and instructed her to put it in the imperial concubine's cage."

Zhao Zhen lowered his face, "Why don't you make a sound when you see it?"

Xin Yi tilted his face and said in confusion: "I think they are like me, and they are also trying to treat the concubine..."

Then, she looked like she had done something wrong and sighed in annoyance.

"If I had known that they would harm the imperial concubine, I would have to do it for my life. I would go up and argue with them, how could I use insects to harm people..."

The word "大" was dragged to the point of being too old, innocent and aggrieved.

It can be said that after Ertong, Xin Yi not only acted as a blind man, but also learned Zhou Yiliu's tea art very well.

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