When Xin Lan heard Qu Zhian's words, her face was a little bit happy.

Think about it carefully, it's not a good idea to stay here overnight.

Anyway, the emperor was rectified so badly by her. It is estimated that tomorrow there will be no way to go to the morning court. He can't take care of himself. How could he still have the leisure to look for her.

Thinking of this, Xin Lan nodded.

Qu Zhi Anxinxi, did not let go of the hand holding Xin Lan, and walked out in this posture.

"There is also a wing room here, which Arou lived in last time, but after she moved out, I haven't cleaned it up. I hope you don't sleep in a simple way."

Xin Lan followed Qu Zhian to the wing room. As soon as he opened the door, a mouse quickly rushed into the bottom of the cabinet.

"Yanyan, it seems that you really need to clean it up."

Xin Lan was in a good mood and said jokingly.

Qu Zhian also saw the small black shadow that flashed by, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"This...I promise that there is absolutely nothing in my house. I don't know when these little things were left here."

Qu Zhian's mouth was beeping, feeling that the places that had not been cleaned for decades were also dusted, and frowned.

"This room definitely can't let you live in. Don't you feel wronged tonight and fall asleep with me?"

Qu Zhian asked as if to ask, suddenly remembered the scene when they first met in his mind.

At that time, the temperature of her cheek seemed to still be there, making her face burn right away.

Although they are both women, I always feel a little embarrassed when I think about it.

"Of course, but..."

"But what?"

"I always hate people disturbing my dreams. It's better not to wake me up."

"Naturally, I won't go to court tomorrow, so why not sleep together until three poles in the morning."

The two reached a consensus and walked towards Qu Zhian's room arm in arm.

In fact, this state of drunk but not drunk is the most comfortable. It will not be too sober, but it will not be a mistake.

The two undressed and lay side by side on the bed.

Xin Lan suddenly remembered something and looked at Qu Zhian with her head on her side.

"Yanyan, doesn't it hurt that you are strangling your chest every day?"

It's not a good taste to tie your chest, if it doesn't have any ups and downs at first, it's okay if you are a little bigger, you have to strangle it into a man's appearance, and you can't get bruised when you untie it.

When Qu Zhian heard Xin Lan mention this, almost all smoke appeared on her face.

"No... it doesn't hurt... It wasn't originally... I'm used to it again... I don't feel much."

After Qu Zhi'an hesitated, she didn't think there was anything wrong before. After all, this would make it easier for her to dress up as a man, but when she thought of the softness in front of Xin Lan, she was a little frustrated.

It wasn't envy, but a more complicated emotion, and Qu Zhian didn't know how to express his emotions.

Xin Lan's care made her feel warm and comfortable.

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt, then go to bed. You don't have to think about taking a leave tomorrow. Maybe the emperor Minger has no plans to go to the morning."

Xin Lan let out a mocking laugh. If the emperor could go to the morning court without changing his face after such a thing happened, then she would really have to look at him.

"Oh? But what happened?"

"I just got news that he was unwell. Go to sleep."

Xin Lan lay flat and asked Ling Jiu to bring her a mosquito repellent. The spray was silent, held it in the palm of her hand, sprayed it twice, and put it back again.

Qu Zhian nodded and closed his eyes.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, in a daze, I actually felt that tonight was much cooler than before, and even the annoying mosquitoes did not bother me.

They slept soundly here, but someone in the palace was angry.

Wu Yanqing finally waited until the effect of the acupuncture points passed, and when he found that he could move, his whole body was numb.

He was acupointed on his side, and now he can move, and he smashed flat with inertia.

But his fingers were still in the body, and because of such inertial fall, he went deeper.

Wu Yanqing's complexion immediately became more ugly, and when he could move his hand, he quickly pulled it out.

Tonight is simply the most humiliating day in his twenty-six years of life.

His dignified emperor was actually treated like that in his own palace and his own palace.

And that person still escaped, I don't know what it looked like.

The pain in the back was still there, and Wu Yanqing thought that the blood stains had probably dried up.

Thinking of the rampant ‘come here’, he wanted to find out the corpses of people and feed them to the dogs.

He dug out the dagger from his body, and when he started his hands, his face turned red and white, somehow he took out the whole thing that was pushed in.

The dagger was unremarkable, as if it had only been bought from the street, without leaving any marks on it, and some only had blood stains left when he entered recklessly.

Wu Yanqing felt nauseous looking at the blood stains on it, and his stomach surged, and the pain from behind and behind the unspeakable parts made him even more irritable.

He smashed the dagger to the ground fiercely, and loudly ordered the **** outside to bring in water, and he wanted to take a bath.

He tried to sit up from the bed, the wound on his back was pulled, and there was a burst of pain. What made him feel more painful was the place between his legs, his eyes were red, and he walked a few steps helplessly. Duckling step, his hips hit extremely wide, embarrassed and annoyed, he smashed whatever he could touch.

Mei An guarded the door, not knowing what the master inside was angry with, frightened.

After the hot water carried it in, several court ladies were ready to step forward to wait on them, but were startled by the emperor's gloomy expression.

"There is no need to leave someone to wait on here, go and ask an imperial doctor to come."

"promise."

Wu Yanqing was soaking in the hot water, her fingers clenched into a fist, enduring the tingling of the wound behind her back, washing the bottom of her wound.

When the imperial doctor came, Wu Yanqing didn't speak, he didn't dare to come in at all, waiting in the outer hall.

After Wu Yanqing felt that he had washed himself clean, and the words written in blood on the back should be gone, he slowly put on his pants and moved back to the bed, topless, waiting for the imperial doctor to give him medicine.

The imperial physician walked in and saw a trace of the emperor being pierced out behind him. He trembled and began to silently give medicine to others.

"Your Majesty would you like to prescribe a few pills to replenish blood and qi?"

"Ok."

The imperial doctor packed the medicine bottle and was about to leave when he heard the emperor stop him again.

"I called a beauty to wait for the bed a few days ago, but the action was a little bigger accidentally, but there is medicine to keep him warm?"

"Yes, we will match it when we go back, and send it to you when it's matched."

The doctor understood, nodded and answered.

Wu Yanqing nodded, and the emperor quickly retired.

When people left, Wu Yanqing's expression changed.

The rivers and lakes and the court have never interfered. He has not yet fully grasped the power, so if he wants to pursue a person who may not necessarily be caught, he will probably be played by a group of officials.

But this tone was really hard for him to swallow. The leader of the imperial army was still his own person. If he had to order heavy punishments, he would not bear it. After all, it was a **** he had finally cultivated.

Because of physical discomfort, Wu Yanqing couldn't fall asleep after tossing around for a long time.

After the imperial doctor finished the medicine, he quickly delivered the medicine to him. He held the porcelain bottle with a deep expression on his face.

When I stretched out a finger to give myself medicine, I remembered the man mocking him.

Annoyed, he wanted to throw something in his hand, and then abruptly resisted it.

On the second day, the sky was light and the warm sun shone on the earth.

Qu Zhian opened his eyes with a headache, and saw Xin Lan who was nestling next to him.

Last night, the two of them clearly fell asleep properly, and now most of Xin Lan's body is attached to her.

Xin Lan's sleeping face was peaceful, revealing a softness that he didn't usually see.

Qu Zhian looked at him, feeling that his headache condition had improved, and just looked at Xin Lan's sleeping face like this.

It didn't take a moment for Xin Lan to open her eyes, her black eyes matching Qu Zhian's.

"What is Yanyan looking at?"

Anyone who wakes up early in the morning and finds someone looking at him feels strange.

"I didn't see anything, I just happened to be in a daze."

Qu Zhian denied it, pretending to return to his senses.

Xin Lan didn't ask much, and got up from the bed.

The clothes on her body still carry the lingering smell of alcohol from last night, but Qu Zhian is okay, there are clothes to change.

Xin Lan wanted to pick up yesterday's old clothes, but was stopped by Qu Zhian.

"The clothes are already dirty. Why don't I go out and buy you a set now. If it is not convenient for you to enter the palace during the day, we can play together for a whole day. When it's night, you will go back. You should have not been out for a long time." Did you play in the palace?"

Qu Zhian looked at Xin Lan expectantly. If we can spend the day together, then can we eat tea and do some fun together?

Xin Lan felt feasible and nodded.

"Buying low-key colors is not too ostentatious. It's better to buy me a veil again. If you meet someone you know on the road, it will be bad."

This capital city is said to be big and not too big, but not too small. Although the original owner did not show up a lot, and when he was in the boudoir, he never came out to meet people. After all, he has been a queen for a few years. Although it has come down now, those The officials who met her and the family members still recognized her face.

Speaking of it, these tasks may have something that fits the image of the host, otherwise, how could the names be exactly the same, and even the appearances would be somewhat similar.

Qu Zhian nodded after listening to her instructions.

Qu Zhian went out, leaving Xinlan in this room alone in her jacket. She first studied the furnishings in the room, and then opened the door to look at other rooms.

This yard is not big or small. There are a total of three rooms, one is Qu Zhian's own sleeping room, and the other is a guest room for guests. Although it is not often used, there is another room that is Qu Zhian's study.

Xin Lan didn't break in without the consent of the owner, but just stood at the window and glanced inside, saw the books and some calligraphy and paintings hanging in the room, went back to the room, and continued to lie down. Close your eyes on the bed.

Qu Zhian bought clothes and a veil and put them in front of Xin Lan.

Xin Lan got dressed, and after a brief wash, she was ready to go out and have breakfast with Qu Zhian.

"The wontons in an alley are delicious. I'll take you there."

Qu Zhian was very happy and wanted to share all the delicious and fun things he knew with Xin Lan.

They closed the door, released the lock, and went out together.

Xin Lan's hand was pulled by Qu Zhi'an, and she did not resist, and followed her.

There was a lot of popularity on the road, an atmosphere that could not be found in the cold palace.

When they arrived at the wonton stall that Qu Zhian was talking about, the lady wiped the table and smiled at them.

"My son, you're here again, oh, do you still bring your wife this time?"