The queen must have fun

Zhao Shun also noticed Yan Yunxiao's abnormality, and hesitated for a long time before trying, "Your Majesty, Madam, are you two injured?"

"It would be appropriate to invite an imperial physician to take a look!"

After saying that, he quietly glanced at Yan Yunxiao with doubtful eyes.

Su Jiu'er blocked him behind her, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go and ask for an imperial physician. Just tell me that I'm frightened, and your Majesty orders him to come quickly and check my pulse."

As soon as Zhaoshun heard this, he gave Su Jiuer a meaningful look.

This must have been said to the outside world, so she used her own physical discomfort as a cover for His Majesty. After all, His Majesty's dragon body was injured, so we had to look at the situation to see if it could be spread to the outside world.

He responded and went, but Su Jiuer's thoughts were more rigorous than Zhaoshun's.

Your Majesty couldn't really escape from the fire without seeing the imperial doctor, right? Even if the imperial doctor came, Su Jiuer would not let him take Yan Yunxiao's pulse, but he still had to do enough superficial work.

Now, except for a few people around her, Su Jiu'er looked like everyone from King Qi's side. She looked like she was in a state of panic, and all the trees and grass were in disarray.

Qingzhi brought a basin of hot water, and then went to prepare the evening meal. Soon, Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiuer were left in the room.

As soon as Su Jiuer entered the room, she blew out all the candles. Only the faint moonlight from the window shone in. Yan Yunxiao looked at the indoor environment blankly, showing an expression like a dead person, and found a corner dejectedly.

Sit in.

Su Jiu'er looked at this "arsonist" and couldn't help but clenched her fists, feeling so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger.

She really had the illusion of being a mother. The child was still young and could not be beaten or scolded, but she still had to deal with the consequences of the troubles he had caused.

But in the end she sighed and squatted aside to observe Yan Yunxiao's condition for a while.

After seeing that he did not behave abnormally, Su Jiuer called out again tentatively, "Xiaoxiao?"

Yan Yunxiao turned to look at her and stared at Su Jiuer's face curiously. There was less chaos and more childishness in his eyes.

He must have transformed into another personality.

Su Jiu'er came forward and wiped his face, revealing his exquisite and gorgeous face, but Yan Yunxiao kept staring at her face. Being stared at by such a handsome face, Su Jiu'er felt a little embarrassed.

Opened my eyes.

She grabbed Yan Yunxiao's hand again and wiped it for him, but Yan Yunxiao didn't struggle.

He stared at Su Jiuer for a long time and suddenly said, "I think I have seen you before."

Su Jiu'er roughly guessed that this side of Yan Yunxiao's personality had fallen into a cycle of memories. Perhaps it was the memory of his mother, Concubine Yin, being burned to death in the fire. He could not accept that result.

Therefore, every time when his personality changes, Yan Yunxiao's subconscious mind is extremely eager to change the outcome of the incident and is unwilling to move on from the incident.

Su Jiu'er thought, that's right. Seeing that the brothers Yan Yunxiao were not getting along, the emperor's father didn't love him, and the queen mother took aim at him. He must have had a bad life when he was a child.

But when he was a child, even if everyone in the world didn't like him, he still had his mother and concubine standing behind him. He was just like everyone else, a child who was loved by others.

Peeling open Yan Yunxiao's palm, Su Jiuer saw that his hand was already scarred, maybe because a lot of sawdust had been inserted when breaking things off, and little scarlet red emerged from the palm, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

While cleaning his wounds, Su Jiuer replied perfunctorily, "Then tell me, where have you seen me?"

"I saw you in the last fire scene."

Su Jiuer said "Yeah" and then added, "The fire has been extinguished."

"What about my king's mother-in-law? Is she okay?"

Although she lied to him to ease his mood, Su Jiuer still felt a little unspeakable in her heart.

"Um"

Yan Yunxiao fluttered her eyelashes, then breathed a long sigh of relief, seemingly relieved.

After Su Jiuer finished wiping his hands, she looked at Yan Yunxiao and saw that he was already leaning against the wall. His eyelids were so sleepy that he was about to close them. However, perhaps because he felt insecure, he refused to close his eyes.

sleep.

She then pulled Yan Yunxiao and took him to the inside of the couch to sleep. Yan Yunxiao held on to her clothes and forced himself to stare at Su Jiuer for several times. Then Su Jiuer patted him on the chest like a child.

Back, the next moment he fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Just when I fell asleep, I suddenly heard Zi Ling say angrily from outside, "Concubine Su, Zi Ling wants to see you!"

Yan Yunxiao was so frightened that he curled up, and Su Jiuer immediately patted his back without stopping, and responded in a low voice, "Come in, be gentle."

Zi Ling came in in response and closed the door. However, he saw that the room was very dark, with no lights on and only a faint moonlight illuminating the room. Su Jiuer was leaning on the couch with his body sideways, and his back was very graceful.

He subconsciously looked away and asked, "Concubine Su, where is my master?"

Didn’t they say they were all in this room? Why was it only Concubine Su?

Su Jiu'er made a silent mouth gesture to him, and then motioned for him to come to the bed. Zi Ling was a little uncomfortable approaching the woman's bed for the first time. Fortunately, the room was dark, otherwise Su Jiu'er would be dead.

You can see Zi Ling blushing.

When he got closer, he saw Yan Yunxiao's sleeping profile. Although it was blurry, he could tell at a glance that this was his master.

It's just that the master is currently leaning on Concubine Su's arms, with his hands on his chest like a child, and holding Su Jiu'er's sleeves in his hands.

this.

"What's up with him?"

Zi Ling had never seen his master in such an abnormal state and couldn't help but ask questions.

He only knew that Yan Yunxiao had some physical illnesses and would often go to Master Song Xing to inquire about his condition, but he didn't know exactly what the illness was.

Su Jiuer simply replied, "He's asleep, don't wake him up."

"Has there been any progress in General Ziling's investigation?"

Zi Ling seemed to have just remembered the business, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he was about to speak.

Suddenly I heard a call from outside, "Your Majesty, Madam, the imperial doctor has arrived."

The conversation was interrupted, and Zi Ling thought that he could either go out and wait for the imperial doctor to check his pulse before coming in.

An idea flashed in Su Jiu'er's mind, and she whispered to Zi Ling, "General Zi Ling, please come to bed. I may have to wrong you a little."

After saying that, he grabbed his collar and asked him to come to the bed. Zi Ling was naturally able to avoid it, but Su Jiuer said, "Please come in, the doctor."

The door was pushed open the next moment.

When the imperial doctor and Zhao Shun came in, they saw that the light in the room was dim. When Su Jiuer's curtain was closed, a string of bells made a crisp sound, and the curtain fluttered lightly, which made people think.

Zhaoshun originally wanted to light the lamp, but he stopped talking when he saw this scene.

Su Jiu'er stretched out a slender jade hand from the curtain and said softly, "Please ask the imperial doctor to take my pulse."

Who dared to glance at the bed? The imperial doctor turned to his face and checked his pulse, and said, "Everything is fine. Pay attention to your daily maintenance." There was no other person left.

Not long after, "Your Majesty" also stretched out a big palm from the curtain.

Zi Ling has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his palms are full of calluses, which are somewhat different from Yan Yunxiao's hands with a thin layer of calluses. Fortunately, no one could see it in the dark room.

As for the positive pulse, Yan Yunxiao seemed to have dreamed of something unpleasant. He let out a muffled groan and leaned a little closer into Su Jiu'er's arms.

On weekdays, it sounds like nothing more than a whisper with no other meaning. This is only because of this scene that makes people endlessly daydream about it.

Everyone in the room was so embarrassed that they all blushed and hid their heads in silence.

I thought that Your Majesty was playing too presumptuously, with so many people here, no wonder there were so many people in the harem, and Concubine Su had the Sacred Heart the most.

It must be the queen who has the most fun.
Chapter completed!