"You fainted, your nose hit the ground, and you couldn't stop bleeding. Now I'll help you stop the bleeding." Yun Xi came over and told him the situation.
"Where's the baby? Is he okay? Did I hurt him when I fainted?" Huang Guiyuan asked.
"It's okay, it's fine. You need to take care of yourself first." Yun Xi hid it from him and did not tell the truth. When he fell down just now, he knocked a bump on the baby's forehead. If he told him,
I was afraid that he would jump out of bed immediately and come to find the baby.
"He's fine, why don't you hold him? Isn't he crying?" Huang Guiyuan didn't quite believe her words...c
"Your Majesty, is the injury to your nose more important now? It's not easy to stop the bleeding. Please stop talking too hard and rest quietly. The baby is fine and has fallen asleep." Yan Ruocheng
said.
"Yeah, don't talk. Let's wait until Ruozhi's treatment is completed." Yunxi said, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief that contained calming powder.
Huang Guiyuan heard it and gradually fell asleep.
"The Second Emperor just woke up, and you fainted again?"
"Let him know that if his baby's head hits a bump, that's okay. Let him fall asleep first, at least wait until the baby's forehead is swollen before he wakes up."
In the evening, Yan Ruocheng and Huang Chenling left the mansion.
Because it was too late, I did not go back to the palace, but went straight back to Huang Chenling's mansion.
"Don't go back to the room yet. Let's go somewhere." Huang Chenling said, looking in the direction of the bamboo garden.
Yan Ruocheng looked in his direction and knew exactly where he was talking about in a second.
"Okay, let's go together."
She slowly pushed Huang Chenling to the outside of the attic and said, "I haven't been here for a long time. I miss you so much."
"It's true that you haven't been here for a long time. I don't know if your own paintings have been bitten by mice." Huang Chenling said teasingly.
"What? Didn't you ask your servants to go in and clean it? Go in and have a look." Yan Ruocheng said.
"Of course not. How can I let my servants know your secret?" Huang Chenling said with a smile.
When I came to the door, I was stuck by a lock.
"Where is the key to this lock?"
"Oops, I forgot to put it in the room."
"It's a waste of time to go back and get it. Let me unlock it."
"Can you do it? My lock is very complicated."
Yan Ruocheng took out a brooch from his head and quickly opened the lock, as fast as lightning.
"Wow, when did you learn the craftsmanship of a thief?" Huang Chenling marveled.
"Hehe, when you were trapped in Bailing City, I learned this from the shadow guard who was good at picking locks." Yan Ruozhen smiled and said.
As soon as the door opened, there was nothing inside, and all her previous paintings were gone.
"Have you hired anyone to clean it?" Yan Ruocheng asked again.
"No. Go in and take a closer look?" Huang Chenling said.
There was really nothing. Yan Ruozhen picked up the oil lamp on the wall and lit it, only to find a few big words on the wall. It said: The Thief of Scenery will come here again.
What! All her paintings were stolen!
"What should I do? All of my paintings, including the two of us, were stolen and are now missing. What if they leak into the public?" Yan Ruocheng asked.
"If it flows into the public, it probably won't buy much. Besides, even though I have a reminder, people outside probably don't know who I am. So the basic problem is not big. I will send someone out to find him another day." Huang Chen
Ling said indifferently.
"Not only are those paintings recovered, but this thief of scenery also needs to be captured. I want to skin him. How dare he steal my paintings so boldly!" Yan Ruocheng said.
"Okay, don't be angry, let's go stargazing on the third floor." Huang Chenling looked at the wooden stairs and said
road.
Yan Ruozhen turned to look at him in the wheelchair, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Would you like to carry you up there?"
"That goes without saying. Hurry up." Huang Chenling waved her arms gently, indicating that she should carry it.
"Oh, come on."
The wooden ladder was very narrow, and it was difficult to carry him up step by step. Moreover, he could accidentally hit both sides.
"Oh, please be careful when climbing. My hands and feet are hurt from being hit." Huang Chenling began to complain after her splinted hands and feet were hit several times.
"I'm already very careful. In fact, you can just look at the stars where you are. Why do you have to climb to the third floor? Do you think I am strong enough?" Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"The third floor is the place where you and I fell in love. Didn't you say you miss it very much? Of course you have to go up and have a look." Huang Chenling said warmly.
"You actually still remember." Yan Ruocheng felt a little sweeter.
"It's because you don't remember." Huang Chenling said vomitingly.
"Hey, are you a bug in my stomach? Why don't you know that I won't remember? You fool."
"You are the fool."
The two of them were quarreling with each other, a bit like their former enemies.
We've reached the third floor.
There was a man lying in the middle, sound asleep. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand.
"Hey, is there someone in the middle?"
"Is he dead?"
"Silly, don't you see his stomach is still moving? The one alive must be a drunkard."
Yan Ruocheng carried Huang Chenling over and lightly kicked the drunkard on the ground.
The drunkard is a man, smelling of alcohol and wearing night clothes.
Kicked her once, but she didn't wake up. Kicked her a second time, but she still didn't wake up. When she kicked her for the third time, the drunkard grabbed her foot and pulled hard, causing Yan Ruocheng to lose her balance.
They fell to the ground together with Huang Chenling.
Huang Chenling was on the bottom and suffered a painful fall. Then, the drunkard grabbed his splint foot and threw him down the wooden ladder. In the blink of an eye, Huang Chenling fell down the stairs.
"Ah? Chen Ling!" Before Yan Ruozhen could react, she wanted to see how he was doing. The drunkard grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
The drunkard opened his brown eyes as pure as glass and stared at her.
"The fairy in the painting?" He curled his lips and slowly leaned towards her face.
"I'm so pretty!" Yan Ruocheng stretched out two fingers to flick his eyes.
The drunkard quickly caught her move, grabbed her waist, and jumped out of the window with her.
"Wow! Who are you, you drunkard, where are you taking me?" Yan Ruocheng shouted.
The drunkard took him flying among the bamboos. He was very good at lightness. After a few laps, he returned to the attic. After casually shaking off Yan Ruocheng, he lay back down and fell asleep.
"He is really a drunken drunkard!" Yan Ruocheng kicked him angrily.
After kicking, I remembered that Huang Chenling was still on the stairs.
"Chen Ling?"
Huang Chenling's limbs were abnormally lying on the floor of the building. There was no doubt that these limbs were broken and messy.
The next day. In the mansion.
"ah--!"
Huang Chenling is howling.
Yan Ruocheng was helping him repair his bones.
Servants came in and out one after another, changing the white cloth strips.
This time, a plaster was used to fix his whole body, so it took a long time.
After several hours of plastering, Huang Chenling turned into a hard stone statue, shining brightly on the bed.
"Oh, I finally put the plaster on for you. Let's fix it like this for a few days."
"Ruozhao, it hurts so much! It's so ugly!"
"There's nothing you can do. Your hands and feet are very fragile now. It's all because of that drunkard who threw you down the stairs. I'm going to help you get rid of this bad breath now."
Yan Ruocheng came to the prison.
The drunkard was caught and locked up.
"Come here, pour water on him to wake him up." She ordered angrily.
"Yes." The servant poured a bucket of cold water on the drunkard.
Before Yan Ruozhen could react, cold water was poured on her.
She spat out the water from her mouth and asked, "I asked you to splash him, why did you splash him?"
"Empress, we really poured it at him just now." The servant said with a confused look. We really poured it at the drunkard just now, but for some reason the bucket suddenly lost its direction and headed towards
Yan Ruocheng comes and splashes.
"Then splash it again." Yan Ruocheng said angrily.
Then, he still poured it on her.
"What on earth is going on? Are you looking for death?"
"Please forgive me for your anger, the imperial concubine. We really are not here to throw trouble at the imperial concubine."
"You want to know why? I just know it? It was my internal force that pushed the bucket astray." The drunkard had already sat up while they were arguing and said.
"When did you wake up? Who are you? Do you know who you threw down the stairs last night?" Yan Ruocheng crossed her arms and stood in front of him and said.
"I don't know. Who are you? My name is Fengguang." Fengguang simply introduced himself.
"Scenery? Oh, you are the thief who stole all my paintings! Who did you sell my paintings to?" Yan Ruocheng stepped forward and twisted up his collar, glaring at him,
asked.
"I didn't buy it for anyone. I just gave it to timid people to use as pictures to ward off evil spirits. Auntie, these paintings of yours don't look like humans, ghosts don't look like ghosts, and the fairies in the paintings are more beautiful than you. How can you sell them?
What?" Feng Guangyan said bluntly. His expression was sincere and didn't look like he was lying.
Hearing this, Yan Ruocheng was furious and said angrily: "Do you believe me or not? I will slap you to death with one palm! You stole my painting and now you are degrading me. Didn't you say I was the fairy in the painting last night?"
?What should you change now?"
Feng Guang was amused by her and laughed loudly and said: "Auntie, how could I say that you are the fairy in the painting? Don't be too narcissistic. I might be drunk and talking nonsense. By the way, I threw it away last night
Who goes down the stairs?"
"You are dead. You threw away the second prince, the emperor's younger brother. You seriously injured him. Come with me!" Yan Ruozhen pulled him out of the cell.
Take him to Huang Chenling and kneel down.
"Look! Look at the good deeds you did and how much you hurt the second prince."
Feng Guang stared at the plaster statue in front of her, holding back her laughter until she was about to cry.
"Pfft! Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, why did I turn into a statue hahaha..."
Huang Chenling's face looked extremely ugly. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have slapped Yan Ruocheng immediately, and then slapped the drunkard to death.
"Don't laugh, I didn't bring you here to make fun of him. Do you know whether you are guilty or not?" Yan Ruocheng patted Fengguang's head several times.
"I admit my guilt. I'm sorry. I accidentally threw him down when I was drunk. I'm sorry." Feng Guang apologized drunkenly.
"Come here, drag him out and give him a hundred sticks." Huang Chenling ordered angrily.
"No, I apologized, but you still beat someone. I don't accept it." Fengguang stood up. The guards came in and wanted to drag him to beat him with a cane, but he beat them all out alone. This chapter has been completed!