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"Your Highness, could you please release your hands first?" Yu Tingwan's lips turned white, her wrists were pinched so hard that she burst into tears.

Jiao Yue has been standing in the dark, trying to rush forward, but was stopped by other palace people.

Pei Zhi ordered the Dragon-Slaying Guards in the palace: "If there is anyone who doesn't have eyesight, just kill him."

Yu Tingwan looked at the palace maids who usually cleaned and made tea in shock, "Are these your people?"

Wherever she lived in Yilan Palace, it was all infiltrated by Pei Zhi's people.

"Yes."

Yu Tingwan said angrily: "You just said you would evacuate everyone."

"It's just one sentence, and you believe it?" Pei Zhi said softly: "The last person who was so naive was already dead."

"You can live peacefully in the Great Zhou Palace in the Western Mountains at dusk, relying on the name of a noble concubine, because you are alone in the Zichen Palace asking for you from the prince."

When Yu Tingwan saw Pei Zhi getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but look away. Pei Zhi didn't care about her dodge at all, but whispered in her ear. Everyone thought it was intimacy between lovers, but it was what Pei Zhi said. One sentence is more heart-wrenching than the other.

"Why do you think the prince doesn't dare to force you?" Pei Zhi chuckled, full of ridicule, "You don't think that just by rejecting him, you can make him feel ashamed and dare not have delusions about the imperial concubine."

"What qualifications do you have to speak to me like this?"

Although the words were unpleasant, she was speechless, her chest felt tight, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Pei Zhi was speechless and let go of her wrist.

When Yu Tingwan heard that he stopped talking, she raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, and suddenly found that the anger in his eyes had disappeared, and she was a little inexplicable.

"Your Highness." Yu Tingwan tried to calm down and asked, "Were the clothes Ming'an sent last time from you?"

"No." Pei Zhi denied it flatly, and then remained silent for a moment, seeming to have withdrawn a lot from his emotions just now.

"I'm confused. I can trust some of your words." Yu Tingwan forced a smile, "Forget it, Your Highness, just pretend that nothing happened today."

Seeing that Pei Zhi had no intention of leaving, she said with a hint of panic, "It's almost time, Your Highness. Is it possible that you have to spend the night in Yilan Palace?"

He finally remembered what he had come to do today, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. He didn't say a word, and when he left, his back seemed like he was running away.

Half an hour after Pei Zhi left, Jiao Yue, who had been knocked unconscious by a knife from Dragon Slayer Guard, woke up first, rushed forward, looked at Yu Tingwan who was stunned, and said, "Your Majesty, please go get the ointment."

Jiao Yue dug out a spoonful of turquoise paste and applied it on Yu Tingwan's wrist. The cool feeling slightly relieved the pain.

The bright moon frowned while applying the ointment. King Wei was too cruel. He learned to ride and shoot when he was six years old. When he was seventeen, he shot an arrow through the enemy's armor every few hundred steps. He didn't know how to hold back his strength.

Yu Tingwan looked at her swollen wrist and felt that she couldn't use any strength. Jiao Yue murmured, "It's not like the bones are broken. I'll go ask the imperial doctor."

"Wait until daybreak. King Wei has just left the palace, and there was too much noise when the palace gate was opened at night. I injured my wrist inexplicably in the middle of the night, which is strange."

Jiao Yue looked at the wound and felt frightened. She hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Okay."

Yu Tingwan raised his eyes and looked at the palace servants who were standing there. They had just obeyed Pei Zhi's order and exposed their identities.

"Since you are Dragon-Slaying Guards, there is no need to stay here in this palace. Go back to where you belong."

The voice of the leading palace servant was completely different from before, and he said respectfully: "This servant is here to serve the empress. You cannot go back without King Wei's order."

"Chen Xing, it's you." Jiao Yue found it unbelievable and despairing at the same time.

There were three dragon-slaying guards around King Wei who were good at changing their voices. The only woman was Chen Xing, whose rank was one level lower than that of Chi Ying and Ying Yue. King Wei actually sent her to Yilan Palace.

For the first time, she was upset as to why her qualifications were not good enough to compete with people like Shen Xing.

"Mother, there is no use in driving them away."

Every time Chen Xing goes on a mission, he always brings a partner who likes to climb walls and escape. He does things openly and secretly. He might be hiding in some nook and corner of Yilan Palace.

Yu Tingwan also suddenly remembered that Jiao Yue had mentioned that Pei Zhi would not just place spies in the open, and was choked up for a moment.

"You will all serve in the outer hall from now on." She waved her hands, feeling extremely tired.

This night, she couldn't sleep.

It wasn't until daybreak that Jiaoyue applied cold water to Qiutao and Ruyi's faces. The two of them woke up. Jiaoyue sighed, if Dragon Slayer Guard had been more ruthless, Ruyi would probably be dead.

"Where is the empress?" Qiutao glanced at her, ignoring the fact that she was still a little dizzy, and asked quickly.

"I'm here." Yu Ting whispered before night, looking a little haggard.

Qiutao saw the injury on her wrist at a glance, and was so distressed that she choked with pain.

Yu Tingwan had fair and delicate skin since she was a child. When Yu Xiuyun played with her, a branch would scratch her arm, which would cause a red mark. Yu Xin also joked that she was a porcelain doll and needed to be taken care of carefully.

Seeing Qiutao crying, Yu Tingwan comforted her: "It's okay, but it seems serious. Don't you know what's wrong with me?"

She subconsciously wanted to pat Qiutao's shoulder, but when she raised her hand, she frowned in pain and took a breath.

When the bright moon saw that Qiu Tao had woken up and that someone was waiting on the empress, she went out to ask for the imperial doctor. She didn't care about being seen, and used Qing Kung to run along the palace wall unscrupulously.

When she landed in front of Doctor Li as lightly as a cat, he was startled.

"The empress was injured, it seems she hurt her wrist bone."

Doctor Li was stunned for a moment, remembering that Que Wen asked him to take care of Yu Tingwan, and said hurriedly: "I will go to Yilan Palace with the girl."

The moment he saw the injury, Doctor Li's face became solemn, he knelt forward and looked at Yu Tingwan's wrist, and said softly: "I've offended your Majesty, can you pass your hand to me?"

He looked serious, pressed lightly on the injured area, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, no bones were injured."

"Although this injury is a skin injury, you have to apply medicine from time to time to heal quickly." Dr. Li rummaged through the medicine box he carried with him and said apologetically: "I have an ointment recipe handed down from my ancestors. If your Majesty doesn't mind, I can give it to you. I will send it to the empress after she is paired."

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "Okay, please bother Dr. Li."

After lunch, Imperial Physician Li went to Yilan Hall. He was young and energetic, with a look of displeasure written on his face, and took out two bottles of ointment.

"Your Majesty, this green vase belongs to me." He pointed to the white jade vase, "That was given by the Imperial Physician. He said that your Majesty is precious in gold and cannot use that ointment of unknown origin. You have to use this one. He said it was a tribute from Bingzhou. of."

The smile on Yu Tingwan's face gradually faded. Can the tribute paid by various states over the years be sent to the inner court for use? They will only send good things to the Wei Palace.

"I'll accept this." Yu Tingwan picked up the green bottle, "As for the good things that the imperial physician Cheng said, it's better to keep them for his own use."