Murong Yu's eyes fell on the painting and couldn't move away.
Aunt Bai quietly retreated.
She has taken care of Murong Yu since he was a child. She is more like a mother than his biological mother, and she is also the person who understands Murong Yu best.
Murong Yu was withdrawn since he was a child, and as he grew older, he became even more lonely and arrogant after becoming the regent of the country.
He used thunderous means to eradicate the traitors and sycophants in the court, helped the six-year-old child to secure the throne, and shocked all officials.
Nothing in this world is difficult for him.
There are very few people who can arouse his emotions.
The late emperor is one, the former emperor is gone, the new emperor Murong Yuanhao is also one, and the last one is the woman in this painting.
Two years ago, after Murong Yu returned to Beijing, he made this painting.
I often take it out in private and read it silently.
Aunt Bai had seen it countless times. When he looked at the woman, his expression was complicated and subtle.
She also knew that he sent someone to inquire about her family background and identity.
You eat too much rice and salt, what don’t you understand?
Aunt Bai could see clearly that His Highness was attracted to that woman.
But that day, when the woman appeared on his bed, he threw her out. As long as it was related to Ming Wuyou, he seemed a little agitated and his mood fluctuated greatly.
She didn't know what was going on.
But one thing is certain, that woman is His Highness’s heartache.
Murong Yu couldn't help but put his fingertips on the cheek of the woman in the portrait, and said blankly: "Mommy, I have someone in my heart, but in order to take revenge on me, this person may kill the people closest to me.
, what do you think I should do?”
Aunt Bai asked gently: "Has it not happened yet that someone close to you may be killed?"
Aunt Bai thought for a while and said softly: "If it's something that hasn't happened, then we can do something else now to prevent it from happening."
Murong Yu didn't speak, his expression was complicated.
Thinking of Ming Wuyou's attitude towards him today, I felt even more confused.
He stroked his sore forehead and took a deep breath.
…
It was already evening when Ming Wuyou took care of his injuries and returned to Ming's house.
She ordered the kitchen to cook Mr. Ming's favorite dish, went to have dinner with his grandfather, and chatted with the old man for a while before returning to her Wuyou Pavilion.
The moment he lay back on the bed, Ming Wuyou thought, the needle on Fu Rou's body must have acted?
There was going to be a good show tomorrow, so she had to sleep well and recuperate.
At this time, the Yun Family Courtyard was already in chaos.
Yun Zimo originally wanted to bring Fu Rou to see Yun Ziheng, but Fu Rou suddenly felt unwell, so he ordered people to invite all the doctors in the city.
However, every doctor looked at it with a blank look on his face and said it was no problem.
Fu Rou's chest hurt so much that it felt like it was about to fall off, and she cursed in her heart: a bunch of quack doctors, how could she be okay if she was going to die!?
Yun Zimo scolded him on the spot: "I don't know how you opened a medical clinic!"
The doctors trembled three times.
One of the doctors with a goatee was more courageous and said in a low voice: "Actually, in Jiangzhou, the one with the best medical skills is Miss Ming from Baishan Hall. If you don't invite her here, you might know the root cause of the disease."
The rest of the people nodded in agreement.
Yun Zimo's face turned even uglier.
I just put Ming Wuyou through so much in the morning, now I want to invite her?
He didn't believe that there was no other doctor in Jiangzhou except Ming Wuyou!
Yun Zimo waved his hand and asked someone to take the doctor away. Although these people were incompetent, they still paid a high fee for the consultation.
Prince Zhan's Mansion never oppressed the people.
Yun Zimo approached Fu Rou's bed and said, "Rou Rou, you are in pain, aren't you?"
"Well..." Fu Rou's face was full of tears. She wasn't pretending this time. It really hurt. She couldn't control her tears at all.
"Don't be afraid. Just be patient. Brother, go to Ninth Brother's place and ask for guard Leng Yun. Guard Leng has excellent medical skills and will definitely be able to save you!" After Yun Zimo finished speaking, he comforted Fu Rou for a while.
Step left.
When walking through the corridor, he saw that the lights in the courtyard of his eldest brother Yun Ziheng were still on, and he quickly walked in: "Brother, please keep an eye on Rourou first, and I'll go to the hotel to find His Highness."
Yun Zimo left.
Yun Ziheng leaned on the soft couch to rest his mind and did not move, "What's wrong with that woman?"
The servant said: "I don't know, it just hurts. When the doctor asked where it hurt, he couldn't tell me."
"Oh?" Yun Ziheng raised his eyebrows: "First she fainted at the door, and then it hurt so much when she entered the door. Why does it feel like our house rushed into her?"
"..." The servant did not dare to speak casually and remained silent.
After a while, the servant said again: "Fourth Young Master, please ask the Eldest Young Master to go over and take care of the girl. Can the Eldest Young Master come over?"
"I'm not a doctor."
Yun Ziheng said this, got up and walked inside: "It's very late, let's go and rest."
…
Yun Zimo rushed to the hotel, expressed his intention to Leng Xiao, and looked around: "Where is the Leng Yun people? Call them out quickly, saving people is like putting out a fire!"
Leng Xiao was startled for a moment, "Fourth Young Master, wait a moment while I go to find someone for you."
After he settled Yun Zimo, he did not go to Leng Yun. Instead, he met Murong Yu and told Murong Yu the matter.
Murong Yu was already in a bad mood. When he heard Fu Rou, he became even more upset and said coldly: "You deserve it!"
He gave Leng Xiao a gloomy look: "You can't handle this little thing? Back off!"
Leng Xiao paused and understood what his master meant.
When they arrived at the side hall, Yun Zimo came quickly: "Where is the person?!"
"That's it." Leng Xiao said seriously: "Leng Yun was not at the house. I asked the guard and said that she heard that there were rare herbs in the mountains that only appeared after rain, so she went to find the medicine."
"What?!"
Yun Zimo glared at Leng Xiao.
Leng Xiao's expression was very regretful, as if I want to help you but I can't help you: "I'm afraid the Fourth Young Master has to find another doctor. Leng Yun never has time to collect medicines, and he doesn't know when he will come back!"
Yun Zimo was so depressed that he could only say: "Well, if she comes back, you call her over immediately."
Then he left like the wind.
…
When Yun Zimo returned, Fu Rou's whole body was twitching in pain.
She was too embarrassed to talk about the pain in that kind of place, and she was vague when talking to any doctor. After a whole afternoon and evening of torture, her strength was overstretched and her willpower was weak.
At this moment, when I saw Yun Zimo entering the door, I was full of hope.
But when Yun Zimo told her that Leng Yun was away and he was trying to find another doctor, Fu Rou almost cursed "trash"
Aren't you the Prince of War?
I can't even find a doctor!
Fu Rou suppressed all her impulses and cried: "Brother, let's... take me to find my sister. My sister's medical skills are... very good... Please, Rou Rou is really hurting. It hurts. I can't bear it anymore."
…”
"Okay!" Yun Zimo couldn't see her in such pain. He gritted his teeth and ordered his maid to prepare the carriage and bent down to hug her. This chapter has been completed!