next day

Caifeng entered quietly, and as soon as she entered, she saw the empress sleeping on her stomach in front of the dressing mirror.

Thinking of the scene between the two of them in the rain last night, they turned the emperor away, and the emperor resolutely stood in the rain and waited. Only his wife could do this.

I had secretly discussed it with Zi Ling, and if this matter reached the Queen's ears and then the court, it would cause an uproar.

After all, the emperor's son, how could a concubine go so far?

Perhaps, he didn't think so in the eyes of the emperor.

He gently put down the washbasin in his hand and walked to her side. He hid the letter on the side in the box. It contained the most precious items of the queen, which were everything in her life.

The sleeping person heard a sound and gradually woke up from his dream. He looked at himself in the mirror in confusion, his messy hair stuck to his face, which was wet with tears from last night.

Seeing the situation, Caifeng asked softly: "Empress, are you sleeping here all night?"

Ye Yilan nodded, even she didn't know she slept here all night last night.

He twisted his sore neck and found that his hands were empty. He looked for them anxiously and said to himself: "Where is the letter in my hand?"

Caifeng picked up the wooden box again, opened it and asked, "Your Majesty said this. When the servant came in, she put the letter into the wooden box."

Everyone felt at ease and murmured softly: "That's good."

Combing her hair, the haggardness from last night still remained in her model. Whether it was him or Murong Haoli, she didn't want to ruin their brotherhood because of herself.

He said indifferently: "The emperor has gone to court?"

Hearing this, Caifeng specifically glanced at the emperor, looking at her with a puzzled look in her eyes: "Your Majesty is confused, the emperor has never woken up."

Thinking about it carefully, if he woke up, wouldn't he have seen the letter in his hand.

Smiling lightly, he realized something was wrong. He stood up suddenly, walked to the bed and called: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty——"

On weekdays, he would have already woken up at this hour. How could he be a sleepy person?

Touching his forehead uneasily, he shouted in a panic: "Cai Feng, go and ask the imperial doctor quickly."

"Wait a moment."

"What else do you have to say, Madam?"

"Just say it's because I'm not feeling well." Ye Yilan knew that the situation was serious and she had to do this for his own safety so that no one in the harem would notice.

"Slave, please go now and ask Sister Ziling to take care of it with your empress."

Ye Yilan took a piece of clothing and put it on at random, then sat by the bed and looked at him quietly.

Cold hands without any residual warmth.

"Empress, please cool down the emperor."

He took the cloth from Zi Ling's hand and placed it in front of his forehead.

Seeing that she was so worried, she looked a little decadent. Her moist eyes were red and she said with relief: "My queen, don't worry, maybe the emperor was caught in the rain last night and got cold."

"Wei ministers see Chen Zhaoyi."

He didn't care about etiquette at this moment, so he quickly ordered: "Emperor Physician, quickly check the emperor's pulse."

Xiao Yanlu didn't even know that he was here to check the emperor's pulse.

He had been in the palace for many years, but except for a few empresses, he had never felt the emperor's pulse.

In each palace, no one is allowed to check the emperor's pulse without authorization, except for senior doctors and imperial doctors with excellent medical skills.

Everyone in the Imperial Hospital knew that he was treating Chen Zhaoyi, the emperor's favorite, but now...

He could only take the risk to check the emperor's pulse.

"By the way, has the emperor been injured before?" In his impression, an imperial physician once checked the emperor's pulse, but did not write down the details of the injury. He asked cautiously.

"Yes." He declined without hesitation.

"Perhaps the wound was infected and the wind and cold caused the fever." His diagnosis was not wrong. He lowered his head and hurriedly cleaned up and said comfortingly. "But don't worry, I will prescribe medicine right now."

"Imperial Physician, I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing this, Zi Ling pulled her aside and said softly: "There is a rule in the Imperial Palace Hospital that only those with higher grades can check the emperor's pulse. I think this person is quite honest. In addition to relying on the emperor in the palace, the empress must have someone."

A confidant."

Ye Yilan understood what she meant. She really needed to find someone trustworthy in the harem.

After all, he was unconscious but in Qinlan Palace. What she could do for him was to get everything done when he woke up.

The smile on the corner of his mouth rose, and he invited him to come to the side to express condolences: "I wonder what the imperial doctor is called?"

He looked up in shock and subconsciously whispered back: "Wei Chen, Xiao Yanlu."

"I hope Doctor Xiao can keep the emperor's injury a secret." If he was injured once, she would give him instructions. But now in the palace, she wanted to make sure nothing went wrong.

In the past few days, there had been rumors in the palace that the emperor and Chen Zhaoyi secretly left the palace. It seemed that something must have happened that day and they were deliberately concealed.

Now that he had explained his words, he said bluntly: "Just now I asked your Majesty the Emperor whether the Emperor was injured. Why did the Empress not hesitate at all?"

"I trust you."

Seeing that he was a straightforward person, Zi Ling had a good sense.

That word "trust" was so mocking. Seeing the reality clearly, he smiled scornfully: "Your Majesty, there is no trust in the palace."

He has already seen through the people in the palace.

Without benefits, there is no such thing as trust.

"I know the Taiyuan Hospital more or less, and I know what kind of disadvantage you are at in the Taiyuan Hospital." Xin De Ziling told him, otherwise how could she use this matter to win over her confidants and make him completely trust her. Slowly again

And said, "You must have heard of me. If you are successful in saving the emperor, I can ask the emperor to remove the rules of the Imperial Hospital."

"Why doesn't the empress give me a chance to rise to the top?" He understood that Chen Zhaoyi's words were just to find a confidant. How could he not know about such cases in the palace.

Who else could fancy him as a confidant beside the emperor's woman?

"The people I value are not people who follow the crowd."

I heard that she is indeed different from other concubines. No wonder the emperor is so enamored with her.

It is indeed difficult to reach the sky in one step in this palace. He has never thought about rising to the top in one step, only wishing for fate.

At this moment, she is her own Bole.

"Thank you for your appreciation, I will definitely hide this matter for you. But..."

Hearing him pause, he asked, "Are you still worried?"

Although I have no worries, there are still some risks. After thinking about it for a while, I said: "Wei Chen must give the queen two supplies of medicinal materials. After all, the condition of the queen must be recorded in the file. I hope the queen will deal with the dregs of the medicine when the time comes."

Hearing this, he smiled knowingly: "Mr. Xiao is still a careful person, and I did not misjudge the person."

"Weichen will go get the medicinal materials now and deliver them to Qinlan Palace on time every day."

Since he was willing to do things for himself, why bother him? He ordered: "Cai Feng, follow Doctor Xiao to get the medicine."

"Yes. Doctor Xiao, please come over here."

After Caifeng left, he finally told her the doubts hidden in his heart: "Zi Ling, I don't know about this. There are many doctors in the imperial hospital, why him?"

For her, she has no scheming, so she naturally doesn't know how to survive in the palace. She talked eloquently: "I heard that Xiao Yanlu's medical skills are comparable to those of veteran doctors, but it is difficult for older people to follow the crowd. It's not as good as that."

Finding a mediocre person will also help the empress to make a living in the harem in the future."

Everything in the palace was that she couldn't believe what would happen in the future. This time, if it weren't for her, maybe she wouldn't have thought of it. Holding her hand, she didn't know how to thank her for being so attentive by her side. Her eyes were filled with joy,

Overflowing with a smile: "You are so considerate, I can't bear to let you get married."

"Perhaps this fate was destined when the slave and the empress met for the first time."

Both of them have their own strengths. Caifeng has been by her side for so many years, and some funeral arrangements are left to her. She knows all the complicated things about her.

And Zi Ling is her other pair of wise eyes.

The cooperation between the two of them would not let her go without anyone.

She turned around and stared at him lying quietly, sitting by the bed as always, waiting for him to wake up.

The temperature in his palm kept warming her every time. At this moment, she passed on her warmth to him, hoping that he could feel the warmth in his heart and not feel so cold.

The eldest grandson Guanji had just returned from greeting the Queen Mother. Passing by, he vaguely heard someone secretly talking about the word "emperor", so he stopped and listened quietly.

"I heard that the emperor left the palace that day just to please Chen Zhaoyi. He seemed to be injured, and he has hidden it until now."

"How did you know?"

"I have a sister in Qinlan Palace, and I can still hear more or less."

"Then the emperor's injuries were always suppressed by Chen Zhaoyi."

Injuried?

In the harem and the court, only Ye Yilan knew that he was not injured.

He rushed in, interrupted them, and asked: "Is it true that the emperor was injured?"
To be continued...