Jiuqing didn't ask any more questions, and asked Zi Mo to tear apart Gong Yuehua's clothes a little, pulled out the plum blossom dart with familiar movements, quickly stopped her bleeding, applied medicine, and briefly bandaged her.

"The wound is not very serious. Try to wipe your body as much as possible in the past few days and don't take a shower."

Yun Chuwu looked at the bloody color on Yuehua's collar and turned around and said, "That's all?"

Jiuqing nodded: "No big problem. Go back to the house to recuperate for two days, don't walk around, the wound will heal soon."

"Yeah." Yun Chuwu nodded and said to Gong Yuehua in a gentle voice: "Do you want me to tell Uncle Gong? I'll ask him to pick you up."

"Wait a minute." Gong Yuehua whispered, "When the palace banquet is over, I'll lie here first."

Lying here for a while?

Yun Chuwu turned around and looked at it. There was no one around. Although there were palace lanterns illuminating, it wasn't too biased?

Will their girls stay here for a long time cause riots?

Yun Chuwu frowned, always feeling something wrong with Yuehua tonight. She looked up at Jiuqing, and Jiuqing smiled faintly: "Zimo, you and the little princess stay here to take care of Miss Gong."

"Yes, Miss." Zi Mo responded respectfully, and then hesitated: "Where are you, Miss? Do you want to go back to Prince Jin's Mansion first?"

Jiuqing shook his head slowly: "I will come to you before returning home. If I don't come, don't leave."

Zi Mo was a little puzzled, but he still nodded obediently: "Yes, Miss."

Jiuqing bent down and packed the medicine box, stood up, looked up at the dark sky, turned around and walked away from the pavilion.

There is no moon in the starry night, and the palace lanterns are hanging high. The lights in the huge imperial garden are brightly reflected, reflecting the decorated jade trees and golden branches, and are full of wealth and luxury.

The wind at night blows on the face, and there is not much heat, but it makes people feel bored for no reason.

Jiuqing was not walking fast, like walking in the garden, calmly and calmly, but his direction was clear. He passed through several inner gates of the imperial garden, avoiding the noisy places where the ministers were, and went straight to the direction of Fubi Pavilion along the winding and deep corridor.

"master."

Xuan Qi's voice sounded in his ears, and he couldn't hear any emotion, as if he was just doing business, but what he said made Jiu Qing pause.

"King Jin was conspired."

Been in a plot?

"How is it now?"

"The situation is not very good." After Xuan Qi finished speaking, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, "Master has passed by now, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate."

"What's wrong?" Jiu Qing's voice was faint, obviously not taking Xuan Qi's words to heart.

Xuan Qi's face changed, and he was half a step behind her, "Master, please let me go."

Jiuqing stopped and turned to look at him. A clear and sharp color disappeared in his eyes. "Xuan Qi, if I hadn't gone in this direction just now, would you not plan to tell me that Ye Jin was caught in the plot?"

Xuan Qi's expression changed suddenly when he heard this. The next moment he fell to the ground, but did not defend himself, "I know my subordinates are wrong."

"With Ye Jin's vigilance, he shouldn't have been hit so easily." Jiuqing turned around and went back, "You retreat first, I'll go over and take a look."

Xuan Qi pursed his lips, and his expression was obvious struggle.
Chapter completed!