Since the regent became Pingjun and moved into the palace to live, the regent's mansion has been vacant and the mansion is quiet.

Zixi got out of the carriage, stood in front of the majestic mansion, looking at the majestic mansion, and said in a faint tone: "Is someone arranged to protect the mansion?"

Nan Mohao nodded: "Yes."

Zixi turned his head and glanced at him, then raised his foot and walked into the mansion.

It is a bit different for the guard who has been the Regent. In addition to being meticulous, he also considers the problems carefully and does not simply follow the master's command.

Zixi didn't know at this time that the reason why Nan Mohao arranged it carefully was not because he had been the Regent, but because Qin Shang was the one Zixi cared about.

He knew that Zixi wanted to see Qin Shang intact, and he knew in his heart that the Lord of the Nine Pavilion might have known that Qin Shang was brought over by him, so he made comprehensive arrangements just in case.

The Regent's Mansion covers a large area, and there is no dignity and rigor that is comparable to that of any powerful person on the bustling streets of the imperial capital, where every inch of land is valuable.

Stepping into the gate, passing through the wide front yard, and passing through the triple gate one after another. There are countless hidden guards of Xuanyin Palace masters hidden around each gate.

As Zixi and Nan Mohao walked by, they silently bowed and bowed.

Qin Shang was placed in the main hall, which was also the Mo Yin Building where Nan Mohao once lived.

Once again, Zixi looked at the three gilded characters "Mo Yinlou" on the plaque above, and his heart was a little complicated.

This was the first time she stepped into the Regent's Mansion and the first time she came to Nan Mohao's former territory.

Mo Yin Building.

Mo Yin.

Zixi narrowed his eyes, sighed with some melancholy, and stepped onto the stone steps.

Mo Yinlou is the most tightly defended place in the entire mansion. All guards, servants and maids are not allowed to approach. Even those who serve in the hall are Nan Mohao transferred people from Xuanyin Hall.

Qin Shang lay on the bed in front of Nan Mohao.

Zixi walked closer to the inner hall and saw the man lying on the bed unconsciously, his heart stings like a needle.

The man who was gentle and as elegant as a few days ago could hardly see his original face at this time. His hair was messy and stained with blood, his face was pale, his forehead was swollen and purple, his lips were chapped and cracked, and there were still dried blood on the corners of his mouth and face.

The broken red clothes were covered with blood, and the whole person lay there lifelessly, almost unable to feel the beating of life.

Zixi reached out to his wrist, and tried the faint pulse with his two fingertips. After a long time, his slender fingertips were facing upward little by little along his arms, and looked over his shoulders and waist behind him, and tried the degree of bone fracture with the lightest force.

The room was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

After a while, Zixi finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Nan Mohao: "The situation is not very good, and the elixirs and decoctions cannot be used for the time being. I will come here to give him an acupuncture tonight."

Running needles?

Nan Mohao was slightly stunned: "Your Majesty takes it yourself?"

Zixi nodded.

Qin Shang was in serious injuries, and no one in the Imperial Hospital dared to touch him easily.

When Nan Mohao heard this, he frowned and lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty is too dangerous to leave the palace at night--"

"Aren't you there?" Zixi smiled faintly, "It's okay. I have to come here often these two days. The early treatment is more troublesome, so you need to be careful and careless."

Nan Mohao nodded slightly, then nodded: "Yes."
Chapter completed!