There were no guards near the pavilion, only the lights inside were dimly lit.
"Huan, please wait for me nearby."
"Okay, be careful yourself."
Huan dodged to the tree on the side, and Yan Ruocheng slowly pushed the door open and went in.
She remembered the scene when she entered this pavilion, which was filled with portraits of Huang Chenling's biological mother. Now these portraits have been put away, and only one painting was hung.
This painting was the one he painted for her the year before last. Under the light of candles, her portrait was hung like a memorial portrait, with some medicinal materials placed underneath and three lilies inserted in the middle.
What's going on? She's not dead yet, so just use her likeness to pay homage to her?
Her originally bright eyes were about to turn into dead eyes after seeing these things.
But it’s strange? Why did Wang Xiulin know that Huang Chenling painted her portrait?
There was no one on the first floor, so Yan Ruocheng slowly walked up the stairs with doubts and took a look.
The second floor was originally filled with some old kites and some small wooden horse toys. Now it is very clean and filled with all kinds of purses. The cabinets are filled with all kinds of new children's toys. Still no one is there
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Someone must be waiting on the third floor.
Yan Ruozhen prepared for defense first and climbed up slowly and cautiously.
Looking from the stairs, you can see that the reflection on the ground is very slender and does not look like a woman's figure.
Huang Chenling stood in the middle, tall and slender, wearing a royal uniform.
"Chen Ling?" Yan Ruocheng was stunned for a moment.
"You're here." Huang Chenling showed her a gentle smile.
"Did you write the letter to me?" Yan Ruocheng came back to his senses and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, what?" Huang Chenling asked calmly.
"I thought it was written by the princess, because the letter has her scent." Yan Ruozhen walked over and explained.
Huang Chenling deliberately put the letter in an envelope scented with Wang Xiulin so that the guards could transport it out. Unexpectedly, Yan Ruocheng could smell it.
Not knowing how to speak for a moment, he stopped.
"What's wrong with you? You look a little bad." Yan Ruocheng approached his face and reached out to touch his forehead, feeling it was a little hot.
"I have a slight fever," she said worriedly.
"I'm fine." Huang Chenling put her head on her neck and held her in her arms with gentle hands.
"Don't think that holding me like this can erase the fact that you left early without saying a word. I'm still angry." Yan Ruocheng chopped his foot and accidentally stepped on Huang Chenling's right foot.
"Hiss!" Huang Chenling suddenly felt a sharp pain. She gasped and couldn't stand firmly. Her entire body weight rested on Yan Ruocheng's body.
"What's wrong with your foot?" Yan Ruocheng looked at his right foot under his shirt, and saw that he was holding his right foot like a rice dumpling with only a few toes touching the ground, as if he couldn't bear the force.
"Why is your foot injured? What happened?" Yan Ruocheng held him steady and asked worriedly.
"It's okay. The imperial doctor has checked it out. It's just a dislocation caused by going down the stairs." Huang Chenling endured the pain in her foot and said slightly relaxedly.
"I'll help you sit down on the chair over there first. If your foot is injured, don't pretend to be handsome." Yan Ruozhen said in a vomiting voice. She helped him slowly move to the chair next to him and asked him to sit down.
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"Show me your foot." Yan Ruocheng knelt down and carefully lifted his injured foot for inspection.
The ankle is extremely swollen. According to a normal dislocation, it would not be swollen. This is man-made.
"Tell me honestly how you injured your foot." Yan Ruozhen asked questioningly.
Huang Chenling lied and said: "He was injured by an assassin."
"Then are you injured anywhere?" Yan Ruocheng became even more worried when he heard this, and reached out to touch his body.
Huang Chenling held her hardworking little hand, kissed her palm, and said, "Don't worry, I've seen the imperial doctor, I'm fine."
"You didn't tell me anything, you left without saying a word, you met the assassin again, you didn't say anything, you didn't think about me or Xiaoling." Yan Ruocheng patted his thigh angrily.
"Ouch, it hurts." Huang Chenling said pretending to be in pain.
"Stop pretending, it's the ankle that's injured, not the thigh." Yan Ruocheng didn't believe him, but she gently touched his toes with her fingers to prevent them from getting cold.
"Ruocheng, I have something to tell you." Huang Chenling's expression became a little sad.
When Yan Ruozheng saw his sad expression, it must be something bad.
"Say it."
"After I ascend the throne, I want to make you my concubine." Huang Chenling said seriously.
"You accept me as your concubine? Isn't this a happy thing? Why do you look so sad?" Yan Ruozhen asked, feeling something was wrong.
Huang Chenling began to hesitate and said: "Yes, it's because, because Xiulin wants to be the queen."
When he said this, Yan Ruocheng's face suddenly turned dark.
"You want to take me as your concubine and make her the queen. Wouldn't I be tortured to death by her? Do you want to harm me? She really has never given up on you."
"I knew you would say this. Ever since my father disappeared, the Second Emperor's Uncle has the greatest power. He wants to push me to take the throne." Huang Chenling said slowly.
"What about His Highness the First Prince? Is he in danger?" Yan Ruozhen asked with a frown.
"I'm just worried about the safety of the emperor brother, so I don't dare to disobey the second emperor uncle." Huang Chenling also held her forehead and said.
"Then why do you still accept me as your concubine? Do you want to irritate the princess? I won't enter the palace even if you kill me." Yan Ruozhen protested.
"I want you to stay with me. You will take care of me when I am injured." Huang Chenling held her hand and said.
"No! Palace fighting is not suitable for me. I'm just a doctor, quietly doing my duty as a doctor. Even if I like you, you can't force me to fight to the death with the princess." Yan Ruocheng shook his head,
Said timidly.
"Why have you become so timid now? Didn't you want to get close to me even if you were afraid of death?" Huang Chenling deliberately teased her.
"Before, I just wanted to die, but I was also afraid of death. Who said I wasn't afraid? Now that I have Xiaoling, I am even more afraid of death. When I watch big movies, they show how the queen poisons the concubines. If I become a concubine,
, I'm afraid ten lives are not enough to die." Yan Ruocheng felt scared after thinking about it.
"Then you go in and continue to commit suicide. I need you by my side. If you don't want to be a concubine, just be a little imperial doctor and sneak into the palace disguised as a man." Huang Chenling returned to the topic.
"Little imperial doctor? This method is feasible." Yan Ruocheng thought about it and felt that his method was feasible.
"Do you mean to agree?" Huang Chenling asked happily.
Seeing his happy expression, Yan Ruocheng wanted to think about it again, but she changed her words to: "I see that your foot is seriously injured, so I can't agree even if you don't agree."
"Hehe, my Ruocheng loves me the most." Huang Chenling became happy and wanted to hold her in her arms to comfort her, but she forgot that her injured foot was still in her arms.
, her arms held his injured foot.
"Ouch...ah!" He cried out in pain.
"Look at you, if your foot is hurt, don't act recklessly." Yan Ruozhen picked up his foot, blew and touched it, feeling heartbroken.
"With you here, I won't be afraid of any pain in the future." Huang Chenling reached out to lift her chin and kissed her slowly and affectionately.
After kissing for about a stick of incense, Huang Chenling, who was greedy for kissing, wanted to keep kissing, but was pushed to stop by Yan Ruocheng.
"Okay, if you keep kissing me, your mouth won't be there anymore."
"I've waited so long to kiss you, so just let me kiss you enough. Do you know that I want to hold you to sleep every day. I want to write to you, but I'm afraid that your existence will be discovered. In order to protect you,
I have endured you and Xiaoling for a long time."
"What are you holding back?"
Yan Ruozhen felt that he said a lot of nonsense without any important points, so he pretended to be stupid and asked about the important points.
Huang Chenling was so angry that she was pretending to be stupid. She pointed at the position of the baby and said, "I am enduring this to prevent it from getting naughty."
"Hahahaha, is it so naughty?" Yan Ruocheng was amused by his words, and without any scruples, he reached in and grabbed it accurately and quickly with one paw.
"Ruocheng!" Huang Chenling's body trembled. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that she would take action directly. And she could catch it so accurately.
Yan Ruocheng has learned a lot of medical massage methods in the past seven years. For this, she is familiar with various medical books recording acupoint stimulation methods.
Her nimble fingers playfully grabbed and pinched the soft spot, causing Huang Chenling's body to sag suddenly. She just caught the sensitive spot.
His breathing became heavy and rapid, and he made some strange sounds that were imaginative.
"Ah...Ruoqi..."
"Relax, don't move, let me take care of the rest." Yan Ruocheng said easily, and looked up at Huang Chenling.
A faint blush appeared on both sides of Huang Chenling's cheeks. She hesitated to speak, but bit her thin lips due to a certain soreness and numbness, forcing herself to try not to moan.
As Yan Ruocheng's fingers were like magic beats, every time they patted the baby, his heart skipped a beat. Gradually, a flash of panic suddenly appeared in his black eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The redness on Jun's face soon reached his ears, making him gasp for breath.
Just when he started to lose his mind, the toes on the injured foot tightened hard, completely tearing the dislocated area, and the heartbreaking pain spread from the foot up to the whole body.
"Ah! It hurts!" Huang Chenling frowned and shouted.
Yan Ruocheng thought she had hurt him, so she withdrew her hand and asked, "Did I hurt you?"
"No, it's the pain in my foot... hiss!" Huang Chenling pointed to her injured foot with trembling fingers.
Yan Ruocheng looked at his injured foot that was in the way. His thumb was twisted downward abnormally. He immediately grabbed his injured foot and raised it up. He said, "It's not good, your foot is cramping inward and inward."
"It hurts—! Ahhh!" Because she lifted her up high, the swelling on Huang Chenling's feet inflicted even more severe pain. The pain caused veins on his forehead to pop out, and he kept shouting.
"Hold on, I have to push the meridians on your feet to relieve the pain." Yan Ruozhen touched the position of the feet and said.