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Jiao Yue glanced at King Wei in disbelief, ignoring the fact that the tip of the sword pierced the flesh, and said quickly: "My lord, Divine Doctor Que only treats diseases. He has no personal relationship with the empress."

On the fifteenth day, Pei Zhi was in a very bad mood because of his sister's accusation, so he went to Chunshan Palace and saw a familiar figure sneaking around.

In the next ten days or so, he sent a few more Dragon-Slaying Guards to keep an eye on Yilan Palace.

"No personal feelings?" Pei Zhi looked at the bright moon with an expressionless face.

Jiaoyue was afraid that King Wei would anger the imperial concubine, so she kowtowed and begged for mercy, "My lord, the empress only spoke a few words to Que Wen. If you don't say it, Yuan Ziyu won't know about it, and it won't have any impact on your plan."

Pei Zhi's expression froze for a moment, and the veins in the hand holding the sword bulged, obviously he was enduring something.

After a while, Pei Zhi's expression no longer looked so scary, but became warm.

Jiao Yue felt chills all over. When he was the young master of Dragon Slayer Guard, he was a smiling tiger. The last time he showed this expression, Pei Shen didn't even leave a whole body behind.

Jiao Yue racked her brains to think of what was wrong with what she just said. The Lord sent her to guard the imperial concubine just to fulfill his promise to Yuan Ziyu.

Pei Zhi stared at her and said in a low voice, "Is this the reason why you are no longer loyal to Gu?"

"Since the slave was given to the imperial concubine, he must be loyal to the imperial concubine." Jiao Yue's face was pale and she was ready to die.

Pei Zhi did not kill her for the first time, and said calmly: "In this case, you will no longer be the Dragon-Slaying Guard from now on."

Jiao Yue raised her head in confusion, unable to believe what she just heard.

King Wei actually didn't let her leave anything behind before leaving, such as an eyeball or an arm.

"You want to die so much?" Pei Zhi's voice was cold, but his expression softened a lot and was no longer scary.

Jiao Yue covered the wound and wished she could run away. She was afraid that King Wei would regret it, so she suppressed her joy and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

After she left, Chi Ying, who had been in the dark all the time, said unwillingly: "Master, are you just going to let her go?"

"How about killing her and sending you to Yilan Palace to be a eunuch." Seeing him shut up, Pei Zhi said coldly: "Send a few more people to keep an eye on Yilan Palace."

Chi Ying felt strange, but did not dare to say anything. Yuan Qi was already working for the King of Wei, and Yuan Ziyu was far away in Donghai County. How could he feel that the King of Wei had broken his promise just because the imperial concubine was getting close to the miracle doctor.

But the lord must have his own reasons for doing things. Chi Ying convinced himself that the lord must keep his promise and a gentleman will not bully the dark room. Even if Yuan Ziyu is not around, he must do it appropriately.

Yu Tingwan was shocked when he saw Jiaoyue coming back injured. When he knew the cause and effect, he didn't know what to say, so he picked up the medicine to bandage her wound.

Jiao Yue was so flattered that she sat there without daring to move.

Yu Tingwan asked Qiu Tao to go to the Imperial Medical Office and asked Que Wen to be careful and not come to Yilan Palace.

A few days later, Que Wen came to say goodbye in person.

"Why are you here?" Yu Tingwan was a little nervous, fearing that she would implicate Que Wen again.

"Master sent me a letter and asked me to go back. Madam, the next time we see each other will probably be half a year later." Que Wen looked relaxed, "Madam, don't worry, my master Xinglin Shengshou is famous all over the world, and he comes from a noble family. King Wei It shouldn’t be like threatening me with him.”

Yu Tingwan felt relieved and asked him to wait for a while before taking out a jade flute from the palace.

"I've been bothering you for a while in the palace. This is the flute of Mrs. Huayang from the previous dynasty, given to you."

Mrs. Huayang was good at playing the flute, so this gift was precious. Que Wen hesitated for a moment, but took it carefully, "Your Majesty, I like it very much."

Before he left, he did not forget to say: "Mother, if I have any news about your brother, I will find a way to deliver it to you."

After Que Wen left, Qiu Tao took a silk handkerchief and chatted with Gaoyue while wiping the lacquerware in her hands.

Since she knew Jiao Yue's brave behavior in front of King Wei, she had a lot of trust in her.

Jiaoyue even felt that she was too trusting.

For example, now, Qiu Tao muttered: "Look at the posture of the miracle doctor Que, He Gusong. Only such a young man is worthy of the empress."

Jiao Yue blurted out: "Not worthy."

"Forget it, why am I telling you this?" Qiu Tao carefully put the lacquerware away, "You idiot, you haven't seen many men."

Jiao Yue thought for a moment and prepared to silence Qiu Tao, a sharp-tongued man, with one sentence, "I have met the King of Wei."

"Who asked you to mention him?" Qiu Tao's eyes widened, "If you have to compare with King Wei, who can win?"

As soon as Yu Tingwan came in, he saw the two people in front of the fight talking about something unknown.

Qiu Tao looked sharp-tongued, but in fact she was a stutterer when she was a child, and would make gestures when she was anxious to speak. The other one had his arms folded, looking indifferent, and would occasionally say something.

"What are you talking about?" Yu Tingwan walked quietly behind Qiu Tao, and Jiaoyue silently did not open her mouth to remind her.

"We are talking about King Wei." Qiutao was so frightened that the truth came out.

Seeing Yu Tingwan's smile fade, Qiu Tao hurriedly apologized: "Mother, I know you don't like him, so I won't mention it again."

"I don't dislike him." Yu Tingwan suddenly remembered the calm profile of the man in the carriage, "The King of Wei is so powerful that it is better not to mention him less. It would be bad if he was offended by anything he said."

After Qiu Tao agreed, she said affectionately: "Mother, the weaving room has sent us new spring clothes. One of them seems to be a little too big in waist. I changed it this morning. Please go and try it on."

Yu Tingwan thought about the recent days, "Concubine Xian complained about the laziness of the weaving room last time. Why did the spring clothes arrive so early this year?"

Qiu Tao helped her put on a deep rouge-colored dress with a curved train and a brocade belt that outlined her slender waist and slim figure.

The most rare thing is that this material is made of extremely thin gauze, so it is stacked up in layers, like smoke and mist. The skirt is embroidered with lotus patterns with gold thread. Wherever you move, it is like stepping on a jade pond, with lotuses growing every step of the way.

Even though Qiutao and Yu Tingwan faced each other day after day, their breathing was still stagnant.

This dark coat matches Yu Tingwan so well. It not only accentuates her beauty, but also adds a bit of ethereal appearance.

Qiutao murmured: "Among the clothes sent by the weaving room, the rest are ordinary, but this one is extraordinary."

Yu Tingwan also liked this dress very much. A dozen days later, when Chen Zhaoyi held a flower appreciation party, she wore this dress.

In early spring, the Zengcheng Hall burns silver charcoal day and night for this flower viewing feast, just to encourage the flowers to bloom early.

Chen Zhaoyi's banquet was ostensibly to appreciate flowers, but in reality it was to choose a wife for the third prince. Zhao Heng and the female princes from the noble families were outside, while the concubines gathered in the inner hall.

From time to time someone from the palace would come in and whisper something to Chen Zhaoyi.

"He really didn't like any of them?"

Yu Tingwan listened on the side and was a little surprised. The Chang'an gentry thought highly of Zhao Heng because of the Chen family's status in Yingchuan. Today, all the respectable gentry sent their own girls.

This Zhao Heng is also strange. He doesn't like beauties and prefers to organize funerals.

Suddenly there were several screams outside, and a eunuch ran in. He was so frightened that his hat fell off.

Chen Zhaoyi's expression changed, she stood up and asked sharply: "What's going on?"

"There's... there's an assassin!"