Rescue Little White Flower

Just give it away.

Zhao Xingyue looked at the official who was led to the entrance of the study by his subordinates, curled his fingers and knocked on the desk, and said indifferently, "Shen Master, sit down."

The Supervision Department does not have a special government office. As the director, Shen Qingwei needs to sit at her own home most of the time, waiting for the people below to collect and summarize the information in her hands, and then extract useful information from it and report it to Emperor.

This is a tedious and complicated task. Sometimes a very inconspicuous information may become the key to the discovery of a conspiracy.

Relying on the existence of the Department of Supervision, many officials who were dissatisfied with the emperor were caught by the handle and took off the black hats on their heads.

However, Lord Shen, who has always been handy in his work, cannot control his thoughts today.

Not long after she immersed herself in work, she would wake up because of the familiar environment around her, remembering that she was not in the new mansion where she had lived for a while, but the princess mansion where she had stayed for more than a year.

Someone she used to miss was sitting not far from her.

The weather changed from hot to cold. When the first yellow leaf fell on the tree, Zhao Xingyue had a thin blanket on his legs. Although the two legs lost all sense after the spine was damaged, it was not painful or itchy. , But it is easier for Zhao Xingyue to get sick than before.

"His Royal Highness, it's time for you to administer the needle."

"Push me over."

"Yes."

The wheelchair rolled over the carpet, and the study door opened and closed. For a while, only Shen Qingwei and her familiar piano maid were left in the room.

She lowered her head, pretending that her mind was on the information in front of her, but in her mind she couldn't help thinking of the face of Zhao Xingyue she had just glanced at.

She looks a lot thinner, her complexion is getting paler, and the weather is not yet winter, but she has already wrapped a thick coat-it was clear that she was not so afraid of the cold last winter.

Could it be her body...

Shen Qingwei thought in a random manner. In the past, just one glance would turn into a web of data in her mind. At this time, every word on it was recognized, but it seemed to become another meaning that Shen Qingwei could not understand. She couldn't understand the words.

Maid Qin asked wittily: "Does Lord Shen need tea?"

Shen Qingwei looked at her and asked nonchalantly: "How is your Royal Highness's body recently?"

Seeing the hesitation on the face of the maid Qin, she hurriedly explained: "I'm not asking anything, but just caring about your Highness's body. After all, Your Highness has taught me. To me, it's no different from the teacher."

She pursed her lips, and said, "Sister Qin, I remember that your Highness was not so afraid of the cold last year."

After all, she has been in the princess's mansion for more than a year. She is not a grassy person, who can be ruthless, not to mention the piano maid who has been in contact with her the most.

After some struggles, Maid Qin finally decided to reveal part of the truth to her.

"His Royal Highness's legs have deteriorated."

...

The princess mansion is not without the supervision department. As a sister, the eldest princess has always supported his younger brother's work, even if she put her eyeliner in her mansion.

At first the emperor didn't agree, thinking that this shouldn't be the case between himself and A sister, but with Zhao Xingyue's persistence and cooperation, he buried a lot of nails in.

For Zhao Xingyue, these nails were not made to make the emperor feel at ease, but she sincerely hoped that this world has no secrets for the emperor and everything can be controlled in his hands.

Shen Qingwei never thought about when she had the opportunity to use this group of people.

Of course, this is with the permission of the emperor.

"When the princess was young, she was fighting on the battlefield, and she was left with many hidden injuries and old illnesses. The time she fell off the horse was even more fundamental. In the past, the princess had strong internal strength to support it, so she couldn't see it. Now she is old. As soon as my mind relaxes, all the hidden dangers that have been suppressed have naturally surfaced."

The emperor shouted angrily: "Are you a group of wastes raised by me? The eldest princess is injured, why not treat her? Why don't you report such a serious situation to me?!"

The two imperial physicians in charge of Zhao Xingyue's body knelt down with a plop.

"Returning to your Majesty, it was the elder princess who asked the ministers to keep silent, not that the ministers deliberately deceived."

"Return to your Majesty, that the princess is afraid that you are worried, and specifically asks the minister not to tell you this matter."

"It's my fault... if it wasn't for me..."

The young emperor covered his face with his hands, and the expression hidden behind the palm of his hand was a fragile expression that Shen Qingwei had never seen before.

She had met the emperor many times.

Pretending to be stupid, ambitious, and wise.

But I have never seen this aloof emperor with an expression that belongs to a mortal.

This reminded her of Zhao Xingyue. The two brothers and sisters always have many similarities, especially when facing outsiders, both of them seem to be the same unattainable, but she has seen Zhao Xingyue talk about her younger brother. When it came to anecdotes, she was indifferent as if everything would not be put into her eyes, shining bright and dazzling light.

She was jealous of it.

She thought, I'm afraid no one will have such a dazzling look in their eyes when they talk about her.

The old imperial doctor was crawling on the ground, and the emperor was not a murderous person, so they were not worried about their heads. On the contrary, after they looked at each other, one of them took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is bold. , I have something to say."

The imperial physicians who took care of the emperor and Zhao Xingyue were all specially arranged by Zhao Xingyue in order to protect the safety of the two siblings. They were also the people who were most loyal to the two and knew them best.

After explaining Zhao Xingyue’s physical condition in detail, the imperial physician said her embarrassment, “The princess’s legs need to be pressed three times a day with a special technique, once in the morning, at night, and at least half an hour each time. The princess does not want to be close, especially..."

He was vague, but everyone knew what he meant to be unfinished.

What a proud eldest princess, even if she doesn't put her two broken legs in her eyes, she can't really want to show her two broken legs in front of others.

Moreover, it makes people press the stump, from a certain angle, it is undoubtedly a reminder of the fragility of the eldest princess at this time.

"Retreat, I will find a way."

Why didn't the emperor understand the pride of his sister, who once rode on a tall horse and led thousands of horses to battle on the battlefield, but now... he sighed in his heart.

The imperial physician retired, and Shen Qingwei walked to the emperor in silence and knelt down.

"What's the matter with Shen Qing?" The emperor praised tiredly: "You did a good job this time. In the future, you will report everything to me about Sister A's situation in the future."

"Weichen would like to ask your Majesty to fulfill one thing."

The emperor squinted his eyes, and Shen Qingwei never offered him any conditions after he brought down Shen Xiang. The emperor’s suspicious moments caused countless thoughts in his mind, "Tell me first?"

...

That night.

Under the service of the maid, after washing up, Zhao Xingyue lay on the bed and turned over the book by the candlelight.

She glanced at her feelingless legs, a little helpless.

Even if you know that you can return to normal after death, it is not a comfortable experience to hold a pair of legs that do not feel like fat.

Especially when her physical condition deteriorated because of these two legs, and the eyes of the imperial doctor looked at her like a dying person.

She was anxious to tell everyone that she didn't need to be treated, just let her get worse. Anyway, Shen Qingwei's life was almost changed by her. The evil spirit Shen Qingrong was exiled thousands of miles away. She deliberately ruined the other's most proud face and voice, and wanted to come. In any case, it can't turn the tide.

Let her die early, and get rid of her current situation.

While looking at the book, Zhao Xingyue's ears suddenly moved, and the line of sight originally placed on the book also moved outside the door.

"Master Shen, come to the mansion late at night, don't know why?"

"Excuse me for being unwell, I can't get up to meet you, if it's not a matter of importance, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Shen Qingwei's voice came from outside the door, "It's an important matter."

Zhao Xingyue took the book, sat up, put her legs on the footrests, raised her hand to comb her hair, and said, "Go in."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and the cold of late autumn rolled in and washed away the warmth in the house, and a long figure walked in from outside the door.

"But something happened in the palace?"

In the middle of the night, Zhao Xingyue really couldn't think of anything other than an accident in the palace that would make Shen Qingwei come to her.

"It's about your Highness."

Zhao Xingyue asked puzzledly: "What about me?"

Shen Qingwei handed over an envelope on which was written the four words "A Jie's Qi" in a font familiar to Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue took the letter questioningly, and after quickly scanning the content on it, her expression became cold, "No, Lord Shen is busy with official duties. Please come back. There is no shortage of people in the palace, and no one is needed. The adults from the Supervision Department come to the present."

Shen Qingwei lowered her eyebrows, "His Royal Highness is offended."

A figure suddenly flashed out from behind her. Before Zhao Xingyue could react, her body suddenly softened and fell backward.

She widened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, as if she had never thought that Shen Qingwei would attack herself suddenly.

Maid Qin walked in through the open door, holding a basin of hot water, and after putting it down, she walked out in silence.

Zhao Xingyue's gaze shifted from her to Shen Qingwei. Even though she lost all strength all over her body, her composure and calmness were still recovered within a few breaths.

"Did you calculate it well?"

Shen Qingwei stepped forward, supported Zhao Xingyue's limp body, and brought her to the bed. The expression on her face was the same as before, as if she was just performing a serious official business.

Although she knew that her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

She heard the violent beating of her heart, and it was stronger than ever, especially after she was close to Zhao Xingyue, the light incense from the other party penetrated into the tip of her nose, like feathers plucking her heart and every sensory organ.

Her hand was against Zhao Xingyue's skin, and she could feel the temperature coming from above that was lower than normal human body temperature. She had to be very restrained to suppress her urge to rub Zhao Xingyue into her body.

"His Royal Highness, the imperial doctor said that the first press may be a little painful, which is offensive."