Han Yan was carried back to Chonghua Palace by Xiao Dezi and Xiao Shanzi.

When she came back, she still had a hint of awake consciousness. But as soon as she saw Chang'an, her tears kept falling, and she kept muttering, "Master, Master, you believe in me..."

Chang'an listened, tears gently overflowed on her eyelashes. She had known Han Yan for so long, and had never seen her like this at this moment, so helpless and so regretful.

Before Zhu Zheng, the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital, arrived, Chang'an ordered people to put Han Yan in the dormitory of the side hall, and Wan Xiang leaned over to change her clothes. Han Yan's body had clearly visible scars, which were blood scars deep enough to the flesh and blood, and the blood and flesh were tightly stuck together. Wan Xiang carefully untied Han Yan's clothes. Whenever she went, Han Yan would scream in pain. Chang'an stood on one side, holding back his tears.

And the moment she saw Han Yan’s ten fingers, she finally collapsed.

Han Yan had dense pinholes on his ten fingers. He used sewing needles to stab him from under his fingernails, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and repeated, and he was carrying out such a tragic needle torture over and over again. As the saying goes, "Ten fingers connect the heart", how unbearable it would be to stab the steel needles into his fingers.

Chang'an couldn't stand this kind of scene, so he couldn't help but turn his back and burst into tears.

Wanxiang had just helped Hanyan change into clean clothes, but the blood came up again. She dipped it in clean water and wiped Hanyan's body. While wiping it, she quietly cried.

In a coma, Han Yan called out, "Master..."

Her voice was still light, and even the Wanxiang beside her was not very clear. It took a long time before Chang'an could hear that she was calling him.

Chang'an leaned over to the couch, put his ear on her lips, and said warmly, "I'm here."

"Master..." Han Yan called her softly again, tears flashing in his eyes, "I...I... I was framed by Lan Xiang..."

Chang'an's heart trembled and said hurriedly, "I know, I know everything."

She was about to hold Han Yan's hand, but suddenly she saw a piece of purple between her fingers, and tears fell again. "It was my fault. It was my negligence that I fell into Zhong Yuxiu's trap." She lowered her head and gently stroked Han Yan's pale cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you..."

"Master..." Han Yan wanted to say something else, but opened his mouth, but he had no strength.

Just at this moment, Doctor Zhu had already arrived at Chonghua Palace. Just as he was about to pay his respects to Chang'an, Chang'an immediately said, "Come and see how Han Yan is doing."

Zhu Zheng did not dare to hesitate for a moment and hurried to the bed to check the wounds for Han Yan.

Chang'an and Wanxiang quietly retreated. When they walked to the door, Chang'an looked back at Han Yan lying on the couch. She was so powerless that she lay straight there without a trace of blood.

At this moment, Chang'an was extremely scared. She was afraid that Han Yan would encounter an accident, and she was also afraid that such an encounter would come to her one day.

It was also at this moment that she almost hated Zhong Yuxiu.

Just by Chu Luo's favor, she had already killed the palace maids around her.

But Shen Chang'an can no longer sit still and wait for death. One day, that sharp edge will stab you.

The only way is to be petty.

When this idea suddenly appeared in Chang'an's mind, even she was shocked.

She used to think that she and Chu Luo could still be as happy as they were in the palace. But now she found that she was completely wrong. The palace was a cage. When she came in with Chu Luo, she was destined to be locked firmly in it for the rest of her life.

She wants to protect herself and everyone around her.

The words Jiang Wanran said to her were suddenly remembered by Chen Changan.

She finally made up her mind to see Chu Luo again.

In Mingde Palace, ambergris was swaying and silence was silence.

Zhong Yuxiu sat in the hall, covering half of her swollen cheeks with her right hand, and said angrily, "Lanxiang, go and see, why haven't the emperor come yet?"

Lan Xiang was loud, but after hearing this, she didn't dare not go. After looking at the door for a while, Fang returned to the hall and shook his head to Zhong Yuxiu, "Little Lord, Eunuch Hai said, the emperor is coming back soon."

Zhong Yuxiu suddenly fell down, raised her hand and slapped the table, shouting sternly, "Everyone said it's getting faster, but there are no people yet!" As she said that, she stroked her cheeks and almost burst into tears, "Now my appearance is ruined, what should I do..."

When Lan Xiang saw Yuxiu crying, she hurriedly grabbed her sleeve and advised, "Young master, don't cry, your body is yours. It's all the fault of Concubine Xian. Don't be angry with yourself."

Zhong Yuxiu stared at Lan Xiang's fair and flawless face, and she gradually became angry and said hatefully, "I am not for you! If it weren't for the slap of Concubine Xian that day, I would have to frame that palace maid!"

Lan Xiang knew that Yuxiu was embarrassed by Han Yan, and it must be not to avenge her. But since she said that, Lan Xiang had no reason to refute her. She rolled her eyes and whispered, "But that girl Han Yan is really hateful. She actually wanted to put insects into the side hall to scare the tiger's little master. Such a person should also be punished!"

Yuxiu sneered when she heard this, "She just has the heart but not the courage. If she hadn't added such a charge, wouldn't she have let her go for nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a bright yellow figure suddenly coming.

Lanxiang was startled and hurriedly kowtowed and said, "The emperor has thousands of blessings and gold."

The emperor lowered his face and looked at Zhong Yuxiu, "Why are you here?"

Yu Xiu was slightly stunned, then smiled again, Yingran got up and wanted to lean towards the emperor, "I'm here to see the emperor, isn't this possible?"

The emperor's eyes turned to Yuxiu's right side, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

When Yuxiu heard the emperor's question, she started to cry. She couldn't control herself and was extremely moved.

The emperor looked at her crying, and couldn't help but feel frowning, as if he was displeased, "If you have anything, why are you crying?"

Yu Xiu stopped crying slightly, but when he spoke, he was crying, "It's Empress Xian Concubine... Xian Concubine... she..."

When the emperor heard the word "Xianfei Concubine", his heart trembled suddenly, and he asked with great urgency, "What's wrong with Chang'an?"

Yuxiu was immediately displeased when she heard the emperor calling Chen Chang'an's name, but she did not show it to her face. She still sobbed, "It was the concubine who was the concubine... she beat me..."

When the emperor heard this, he suddenly changed his color, "Oh, why did Concubine Xian do this?"

"Maybe she was an angry minister and got the emperor's favor...so..." Yuxiu opened her mouth and tears fell down. She leaned down beside the emperor, grabbed his sleeve, and said in a lost voice, "The Virtuous Concubine does not regard her as her master, and humiliates her in person. The emperor wants to be the master..."

"Concubine Xian is not that kind of person." The emperor calmed down and looked silly. "You have been favored for more than a month. If she is dissatisfied with you, how could she embarrass you in public in Yilan Palace?"

Yuxiu was so questionable that she couldn't answer. She hesitated for a moment and stammered, "Yes... the palace maid named Han Yan next to Concubine Xian did not follow the rules. She went to the palace to steal and was caught by her palace maid." After that, she winked at Lan Xiang, and Lan Xiang immediately kowtowed and replied, "Your Majesty, that's true. What I saw with my own eyes was Han Yan going to the little master's house to steal the peach blossom hairpin that the emperor gave to the little master."

The emperor frowned, as if he didn't believe the two of them, and sneered, "Han Yan is a palace maid from the Lin'an Palace. How could he do such a thing? There must be something strange about this matter. Let's make a decision after it is found out."

Yu Xiu raised her eyes and sneered, "It's true that she came out of the royal palace, but I don't know what kind of master I have followed..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor suddenly slapped the table and stood up, angrily, "You mean that you are contradicting Concubine Xian! When Concubine Xian had not arrived at the palace, Han Yan served me. According to what you said, this is not my fault?"

Yuxiu was so scared that she was sweating coldly when she heard this. She couldn't even wipe her tears clean. She hurriedly knelt down and said, "Please forgive me, I have no intention of this..."

The emperor's eyes turned cold and he glanced at her faintly, and said, "Han Yan's matter needs to be discussed for a long time. Before you find out, don't pursue it anymore."

"Emperor!" Yu Xiu raised his head and said angrily, "The slave who stole things cannot let her go in vain. No matter how you say it, you should punish it to serve as a warning to others..."

"I said, don't pursue it anymore..." The emperor said, and suddenly saw Zhong Yuxiu's expression dodging, something was wrong. He had guessed a little in his heart and said, "Are you already..."

"I just wanted to give her some color, so I sent her to Shangfangsi..."

"You're simply a mess!" The emperor's face suddenly changed, and Su Ran scolded, "Where is the person now?"

Yuxiu was frightened and hesitated, "I have been taken back to the palace by Concubine Xian..."

Chu Luo looked at her coldly, without saying much, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuxiu knelt on the ground, reached out to grab the hem of the emperor's dragon robe, and asked with tears in his eyes, "Is the emperor going to the palace of Xianfei..."

Chu Luo broke away from her hand, his eyes were cold and there was no trace of affection, "Where I go, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhong Yuxiu lay on the ground and cried even more violently. Lan Xiang crawled to her side and wanted to reach out to help her up, but she threw it away with force.

"The Emperor-" she cried out, wanting to long for the last trace of struggle.

Chu Luo stopped, but no longer looked back. After a long time, his voice came into Zhong Yuxiu's ears.

"Yuxiu, I think you will always be the girl who adds a boat to the painting, but in the end, it's me who was wrong."

Zhong Yuxiu listened coldly, and felt a little sad about her lips and teeth. She was covered in tears, but she still climbed up to Chu Luo unwillingly, trying to block his way.

But this time, Chu Luo never stopped because of this.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window screen on Zhong Yuxiu, hitting her figure on the ground, looking particularly desolate. She raised her eyes and looked at the direction of his departure, and tears suddenly fell along her injured cheeks.
Chapter completed!