Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

Say it and send it.

Zhao Xingyue looked at the official who was led to the door of the study by his servants, tapped his fingers on the table, and said calmly, "Master Shen, sit down."

The Supervision Department does not have a special government office. As the director, most of the time Shen Qingwei just needs to sit in her own home and wait for the people below to collect and collect information into her hands. She then extracts useful information from it and reports it to the emperor.

This is a cumbersome and complicated task, and sometimes an extremely inconspicuous piece of information may become the key to the discovery of a conspiracy.

Relying on the existence of the Supervision Department, many officials who had dissatisfaction with the emperor were caught and took off their black hats.

However, Mr. Shen, who has always been proficient in his work, can't control his thoughts today.

After she immersed herself in her work for a while, she would be awakened by 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 been staying for more than a year.

Someone she once thought of was sitting not far from her.

The weather turned from hot to cool, and when the first yellow leaves fell from the trees, a thin blanket was placed on Zhao Xingyue's legs. Although the two legs lost all sensation after the spinal cord was damaged, it was not painful or itchy. , but Zhao Xingyue was more likely to get sick than before.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to give the needle."

"Push me over there."

"Yes."

The wheelchair rolled across the carpet, and the door of the study opened and closed. For a moment, 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 she couldn't help but think of the expression on Zhao Xingyue's face she had just glanced at in her mind.

She looked a lot thinner, her complexion was getting paler, and it was not yet winter, but she was already wrapped in a thick coat - obviously she was not so afraid of the cold last winter.

Could it be her body...

Shen Qingwei thought wildly, in the past, just by looking at it, she could turn it into a piece of information on the relationship network in her mind. At this time, every word on it is familiar, but it seems to have become another meaning that Shen Qingwei can't understand. She couldn't understand the words.

The maid Qin asked knowingly and interestingly: "Does Lord Shen need some tea?"

Shen Qingwei looked at her and asked nonchalantly, "How is Your Highness the Princess recently?"

Seeing the hesitation on Maid Qin's face, she quickly explained: "I'm not asking for anything, I just care about His Highness's body. After all, His Highness has taught me, and to me, he is no different from a teacher."

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

After all, she has been in the princess mansion for more than a year, and no one is ruthless, let alone the harp maid who has had the most contact with her.

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

"His Highness's legs have deteriorated."

……

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

At first the emperor disagreed, thinking that this should not be the case between himself and his elder sister, but with Zhao Xingyue's persistence and cooperation, he still buried a lot of nails in it.

To Zhao Xingyue, these nails were not an illusion made to reassure the emperor, but she sincerely hoped that there would be no secrets to the emperor in this world, and everything could be controlled by him.

Shen Qingwei never thought that she would have the opportunity to use these people.

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

"When the eldest princess fought in the battlefield when she was young, she had many hidden wounds and old diseases on her body. The time she fell off the horse was even more serious. In the past, the eldest princess had strong internal strength to support her, so she couldn't see it. Now that she is old, As soon as the mind is relaxed, all the hidden dangers that have been suppressed will naturally surface."

The emperor shouted angrily: "Are you a bunch of waste that I raised? The eldest princess is injured, why didn't you treat her? Why didn't you report such a serious situation to me?!"

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

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was the eldest princess who asked the ministers to keep silent, and it wasn't the humble minister's deliberate deception."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is the Eldest Princess who is afraid that you will be worried, so she specifically asked this minister not to tell you about 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 his palms was a fragility Shen Qingwei had never seen before.

She had seen the Emperor many times before.

Foolish, ambitious, wise.

However, he has never seen the expression of a mortal on this aloof emperor.

This reminded her of Zhao Xingyue, siblings always have many similarities, especially when facing outsiders, they both seem to be the same unattainable, but she once saw Zhao Xingyue talking about her younger brother When it was funny, her eyes, so indifferent as if nothing would be put into her, shone brightly and dazzlingly.

She was jealous of it.

She thought, probably no one would have such a dazzling look in their eyes when they talked about her.

The aged imperial doctor was prostrate on the ground. The emperor was not a bloodthirsty person, so they were not worried about their own heads. On the contrary, after they glanced at each other, one of them took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, my humble minister dares to kill you!" , I have something to say."

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

After explaining Zhao Xingyue's physical condition in detail, the imperial physician expressed his embarrassment, "The eldest princess's legs need to be pressed three times a day with special techniques, once in the morning, at noon and in the evening, for at least half an hour each time, but the long The princess doesn't want people to get close, especially..."

He was vague, but everyone understood what he meant.

What a proud princess the princess is, no matter how much she despises her two broken legs, she is still not willing to show her two broken legs in front of others.

And it makes people press the broken leg, and from a certain point of view, it undoubtedly reminds the eldest princess of the fragility of her body at this time.

"Back off, I'll find a way."

How could the emperor not understand the pride of his elder sister, the person who once rode on a tall horse and led thousands of troops to the battlefield, but now... He sighed in his heart.

The imperial physician withdrew, and Shen Qingwei silently walked in front of the emperor and knelt down.

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

"I would like to ask Your Majesty to fulfill one thing for me."

The emperor narrowed his eyes. After overthrowing Prime Minister Shen, Shen Qingwei never raised any conditions to him. The emperor's suspiciousness instantly caused countless thoughts to cross his mind, "Tell me first?"

……

That night.

Under the service of the maid, after washing, Zhao Xingyue lay on the bed, flipping through the book at hand 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 feel nothing like fat.

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

She wished to tell everyone that there was no need to treat her, just let her deteriorate. Anyway, Shen Qingwei's fate was almost changed by her. The evil spirit Shen Qingrong was exiled thousands of miles away. She deliberately ruined the other person's most proud appearance and voice. In any case, there is no way to turn the waves.

Let her die early and be reborn early, so as to get rid of the current situation.

While reading the book, Zhao Xingyue's ears suddenly moved, and his gaze that was originally on the book also moved outside the door.

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

"Forgive me for being unwell and unable to get up to greet you. If it's not an urgent matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

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

Zhao Xingyue put away the book, sat up, put her legs on the pedals, raised her hand to comb her hair, and said, "Come in."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and the chill of late autumn rolled in and washed away the warmth in the house, and a tall and tall figure walked in from 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 find her.

"It's about His Highness."

Zhao Xingyue was puzzled and asked, "About me?"

Shen Qingwei handed over an envelope, and on it was written the words "Senior Acknowledgment" in Zhao Xingyue's familiar font.

Zhao Xingyue accepted the letter suspiciously, and after quickly scanning the contents above, her expression turned cold, "No need, Mr. Shen is busy with business, so please go back. There are not many servants in the palace, and there is no need for one." The lord of the Supervision Department is here."

Shen Qingwei lowered her eyebrows, "Your Highness has offended you."

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

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

The qin maid walked in through the open door, took a basin of hot water, put it down, and retreated silently.

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

"Have you figured it out?"

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

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

She heard the sound of her heart beating violently, and it became stronger and stronger, especially after she got close to Zhao Xingyue, the light incense from Zhao Xingyue's body penetrated into the tip of her nose, like a feather touching her heart and every sensory organ.

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

"Your Highness, the imperial physician said that the first press may be a little painful, I'm offended."