Ye Wanwan's mood suddenly sank as she was squeezed out for no reason, but the situation was unclear and she didn't know the reason, so she endured it for the time being and walked towards the house.
Mu Feng said angrily: "He is currently undergoing treatment. Men and women are not intimate. Don't you want to avoid suspicion?"
Ye Wanwan didn't want to talk to him. This man was probably sick, and she didn't offend him. What was wrong with him?
The door was not closed tightly and opened with a slight push. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. She glanced around and walked into the room. Mu Yu was busy, holding a blood-stained gauze in his hand. The bed beside him
The one lying down was clearly Yan Chen.
Ye Wanwan, who was so energetic not long ago, was now lying unconscious on the bed, which was unexpected to Ye Wanwan.
Slowly walking towards the bed, Mu Yu was peeling off the gauze layer by layer on his body. Most of the gauze was soaked with blood. There were scars all over his body. His hands, wrists, feet and ankles were peeling off the gauze, and his skin was flying.
The flesh and blood were blurred, and his neck was also covered in blood stasis.
He smelled of blood all the way out of the palace. Ye Wanwan thought it was from the eunuchs and didn't pay attention. It turned out that he was so seriously injured, but he didn't show anything and didn't let her notice at all.
arrive.
"What on earth did he go through?" Ye Wanwan couldn't believe what she saw. He was clearly fine just now, but how could he be in danger the moment he turned around?
Mu Feng held the medicine box: "It's nothing. He was just imprisoned and chained. Originally, we could have rescued him if he waited for half a day, but this fool went crazy over a woman and broke free on his own."
Every sentence carries a knife, and the target should not be too obvious.
For whom, it goes without saying.
In order to save her, he did not hesitate to hurt himself to escape.
Ye Wanwan's body softened and she leaned against the pillar, staring blankly at Yan Chen who was lying there like a rag doll.
He came to save her and tried his best to save her. He was not a fool, but a lunatic.
With such a serious injury, he rescued her alone, took her so far, and acted as if nothing had happened. He even kissed and hugged her for so long.
Doesn't he feel pain?
Mu Feng gave the medicine to Mu Yu. Mu Yu was responsible for applying the medicine, so he helped collect the things around him. He couldn't do the delicate work.
After tidying up, he looked up at Ye Wanwan who was still standing there stupidly. Her expression didn't seem to be emotionless. Mu Feng smacked his lips. His efforts were at least somewhat rewarded, although he didn't think it was worth it.
Walking to Ye Wanwan: "Has the master told the queen about Zhao Qin?"
"Said."
Mu Feng was really not surprised at all. This man was willing to give his life. What secrets could he not tell?
"Zhao Qin wants to seize the throne, but if the emperor dies, the Ye family will definitely fall. I am afraid that the empress will not escape the disaster. He is still young and cannot protect the empress or the Ye family, but the position of noble concubine can.
So he saved Zhao Yi again and again, completely violating that person's opinion, and this is the price."
The price of resisting Zhao Qin.
This was a truth that Ye Wanwan didn't know at all. She had hated him before and hated him for saving Zhao Yi again and again. Zhao Yi should have died long ago. It turned out that this was the reason.
He was afraid that she would lose her dignity and fall into dust, so he not only wanted to protect her life, but also wanted to protect everything about her.
These unknown truths made her heart tremble.
This man was really going to kill her.
Mu Yu gave Yan Chen the medicine and then wrapped the gauze back layer by layer. Yan Chen's whole body was wrapped up, making it tighter than wearing clothes.
After Mu Yu finished cleaning up, Ye Wanwan slowly walked over and sat beside the bed. Everyone knew how important she was in Yan Chen's heart, and no one stopped her.
Mu Yu tidied up the house and brought tea and food: "You are tired too, please use some. I'm afraid it will take some time for the master to wake up."
Ye Wanwan shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."
How could she swallow it at this moment?
Mu Yu didn't insist, put down his things, made sure that Yan Chen was fine for the time being, then went out and closed the door.
Ye Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed and looked around. The room was very similar to his character, simple and clear, without any luxury or waste.
There are a lot of his things placed in the room, which are tainted with his aura, which makes people feel at ease.
Of course, the thing that deserves her most attention is him. She lowers her head and stares at him, unconsciously reaching out to touch his face.
Unlike his stern face, his tentacles were warm and his skin was clean and delicate.
This face is familiar yet a little strange.
The little eunuch in her memory had his head lowered and had no presence. She had forgotten whether she had really seen his face.
Although he was stunning when they first met, she had just woken up at that time and was full of hatred. She was not in the mood to appreciate others. Later, she became more leisurely, but he kept lowering his sense of existence. She could not remember him unless necessary.
Come.
He was obviously such an inconspicuous little eunuch, but in the end he became the person most closely involved with her, and even her heart that had been in the coffin was pulled out by him and became alive again.
She didn't know if she had ever been so moved by Zhao Yi before, but she only knew that at this moment, her heart was filled with only this little eunuch named Yan Chen.
Perhaps Ye Wanwan's gaze was too focused, and Yan Chen, who was being stared at, woke up from his sleep and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Ye Wanwan in front of his bed, he still didn't understand anything: "Mother... I'm sorry..."
He didn't want her to know.
Ye Wanwan tugged at her lips, unable to smile: "Yan Chen, is it worth it for me?"
Yan Chen answered lightly, but in a firm tone: "It's worth it."
"There are so many women in the world." Although she is arrogant, she has never been so arrogant that she feels she is worthy of others' efforts.
Such deep feelings cannot be replaced by just a face, but she felt that apart from her appearance, she seemed to have nothing to be proud of.
Yan Chen: "But this slave's noble concubine is the only one and cannot be replaced."
This guy is an idiot.
He is infatuated with love, but he is rational and never does anything to hurt her even if he tries to push her too far.
How could she refuse such a person? Her heart couldn't help her refuse.
Ye Wanwan smiled: "No matter what, it's all up to you. I can only control my life for the rest of my life, so I'll give it to you."
It's all owed to him.
Yan Chen's eyes were gurgling, full of tenderness: "Can you allow me to be greedy?"
Ye Wanwan looked at him, understood, took his hand and gently put it on her heart: "This place is yours too."
People give it to him, give him his heart, and give him his life.
Yan Chen: "Okay, then the empress is a slave."
OK, his.
Looking at him, Ye Wanwan's eyes wet unconsciously. At this moment, the empty heart was filled with an emotion, so full that it was about to overflow.
This man was so cunning, pushing every step of the way, and finally forced her to the point where she had no way to retreat and completely surrendered.