But... what Yaoyue is puzzled about is, who rescued him? The person who imprisoned him was not a human being, but a witch, a female devil. Who could rescue him? And who would know?

Was it Qin Guiren who caught him and locked him up? He couldn't figure it all out. So he could only ask Xiao Lezi: "So who saved me?"

After having a little fun, the scene seemed to be still for a moment. After a while, he brought the decoction to Yaoyue: "Eunuch Xizhong, please drink the medicine first. It won't be good when the medicine gets cold."

Did he avoid it intentionally? Why didn't you answer him?

Yaoyue frowned and took the medicine bowl by herself: "...I will drink it myself."

After one gulp, the medicine was even more bitter than Cantonese herbal tea. Yaoyue vomited it twice and felt nauseous. She lay on the edge of the bed and almost suffocated from vomiting. Xiao Lezi was so frightened that she had to pat him on the back.

"I can't drink this medicine, take it away." Yaoyue waved her hand.

Xiao Lezi looked troubled and said: "This... Eunuch Xizhong, if you don't drink it, I will be in trouble if the Holy Spirit blames me. How about you drink it anyway?"

Yaoyue's ears twitched and she caught the key word.

In his dream, he felt someone hugging him and someone calling his name. Could it be that that person... was really Han Yi?

Yaoyue said in a muffled voice: "How is the Holy One now? Who is serving him?"

Xiao Lezi replied with a smile: "Your Majesty has no one to take care of you during this period, so we have to invite the retired prince to take care of you. It's not easy to find you, Your Majesty should be relieved." He said and looked tentatively.

He glanced at Yaoyue and said, "Don't worry, Eunuch Xizhong, His Majesty Qin, who imprisoned you, has been punished by His Majesty! It is a taboo for a palace official to torture you privately, and His Majesty Qin has been punished by His Majesty to the cold palace and will not be able to come out for the rest of his life.

Got it!"

Yaoyue was a little weak, listening to Xiao Lezi talking endlessly, but the words went in one ear and out the other.

The leader of Wu Xiang was punished to the cold palace, at least she could no longer use her identity as Qin Guiren to cause trouble or harm her senior sister. Then she was punished by thunder for the past few days, so she didn't suffer a loss, as long as it was beneficial to the subsequent plot...

At this moment, Sister Siri in my mind spoke.

[Side plot 2 has been completed, and the reward points have been deposited in your backend. You will be fast-forwarded to the main plot in one day. 】

It turns out that this plot line actually involves being punished! It’s so cruel! Why do I have to suffer such pain every time I do a branch line in my life?

But why does it take one day to fast forward... Yaoyue thought drowsily and fell asleep again.

He hadn't slept long this time when he heard someone entering his room. Xiao Lezi had just shouted "Emperor——" when someone stopped him.

Yaoyue closed her eyes tightly and did not dare to open them. He felt that everyone in the room was dismissed, and then someone walked to him quietly, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently tucked the quilt for him.

.

Even with his eyes closed, he could tell that it was Han Yi who was coming.

The fragrance of Han Yi with a hint of ambergris was too familiar to him. But as the king of a country, why did he come to his servant's room? Aren't he afraid of being talked about?

Not long after, Han Yi suddenly cleared his throat and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be asleep, your eyelashes are shaking so much."

Originally, she wanted to keep pretending, but unexpectedly, Yaoyue's nose felt itchy and she couldn't help but sneeze.

"I'm sorry!" Yaoyue sat up straight, and in front of her was the little emperor Han Yi who was sitting there. Their eyes suddenly collided, and Yaoyue came to her senses with a jolt, and immediately lowered her eyes.

Han Yi was sitting next to his bed. Surprisingly, he was not wearing a mask. Unlike Mr. Xiao He, although Han Yi was good-looking, his appearance always gave people a cold feeling.

"You...are you okay if you don't wear a mask?" Yaoyue pointed to the beautifully carved mask he placed beside his legs.

Han Yi tilted his head this way slightly, but his expression was very serious: "It doesn't matter, there is nothing to avoid in front of you."

Yaoyue frowned and said: "Then it's not good for you to come to my place. You are the Ninth Five Emperor, and I..."

Han Yi ignored Yaoyue's words and only asked: "Why were you captured by that noble Qin? How did you get so many injuries on your body? Your injuries are not like ordinary torture injuries. What did she use to torture you?"

Of course, the punishment of thunder is different from the wounds left by the torture instruments used by mortals. I just hope that I won’t leave any scars after being out of the script.

Yaoyue shook her head helplessly and said casually: "How do I know? Maybe it's because I'm unhappy! After all, I spend more time with you than she spends with you, so I guess she's jealous, hahaha——"

All expressions on Han Yi's face disappeared instantly, and he stood up from Yaoyue's bed.

"I've come to see you and you'll be fine. After you recover from your injuries, come to Feiyu Hall to serve you." Han Yi said, putting his hands behind his back and coughing slightly, "I'm not used to being served by others."

Shit, hasn’t the prince served you for more than ten years? How long have I been here?

Yaoyue complained silently in her heart.

Seeing Han Yi lightly lowering his eyelashes, it seemed that he was hiding his strangeness with this slight movement: "Okay, I'm leaving."

"Your Majesty, are you walking slowly?" Yaoyue asked tentatively.

Han Yi didn't look back or agree to him, and turned around to leave the room.

Quite arrogant? However, as soon as Yaoyue stood up, she felt a numbness and pain in her back, "Hiss——"

Han Yi, who was about to open the door, turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you? The injury on your body hurts again?"

Yaoyue rubbed her itchy nose and asked, "How did you know I was injured?"

Han Yi said helplessly: "I have rescued you for so long, how could I not know?"

"Huh?" Yaoyue raised her eyes, and Han Yi coughed quickly.

"I mean, when they rescued you, they checked your whole body. But..." Han Yi put down his hand pushing the door and turned back, "By the way, I want to ask you, what are the people behind you?"

What was the injury? It doesn’t look like flogging, there are even burnt wounds.”

How could Yaoyue tell Han Yi that it was the punishment of thunder.

Although the thunder that Master Wuxiang can summon is not as severe as the thunder in the real heaven, after all, it is also a thunder that hits the body. Ordinary immortals may not be able to bear it for a long time and even the soul will be scattered. Fortunately, he was rescued soon.

, but thinking about it, if I have to go through a tribulation in the future, it can be regarded as an early experience.

Seeing that Yaoyue refused to answer, Han felt that he must not want to mention the pain of being tortured again, so he comforted her in a good voice: "Fortunately, I have locked her in the cold palace, and she will not be able to come out again for the rest of her life."

"Oh, that's fine." Yaoyue nodded, wondering how the cold palace could possibly lock up that woman.
Chapter completed!