Ye Siming raised his eyebrows slightly: "You will naturally only increase others' arrogance if you remain ignorant."
"She poisoned Ling Shen, and you killed her at the expense of yourself. I can understand this method, but I don't support it."
"That little guy Gu Nuo'er is trying hard to save Ling Shen's life for you."
"I don't think you are in a hurry to show up even if you want her life."
"If the matter is cleared up, your man should help you kill her, otherwise what's the use of having him?"
After listening to Ye Siming's words, Concubine Lu felt her heart suddenly enlightened, but she was also a little surprised.
Because these words came from Ye Siming's mouth.
Even though he knew that he was not a gentle person, his persuasive words sounded as ruthless as a knife.
However, Concubine Lu clearly felt a little kindness in him.
She raised her tear-stained face and looked at him blankly for a moment before hesitatingly asked: "You... you know my identity, and I can also tell that you are special. Who is the Marquis?"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and looked out the window at the rain-dropped courtyard.
"I've told you a long time ago that it's Gu Nuo'er's Ye Siming." When he mentioned the little guy, his eyes became much softer.
Immediately, he turned around and walked out, saying: "Go back to Qinghe Palace as soon as possible. Don't let Gu Nuo'er handle it alone. This is your own family matter."
After Ye Siming left, Concubine Lu looked at Queen Zhong again.
She gritted her teeth, and after a moment, she picked up her gold hairpin and left without doing anything.
Ye Siming was right, letting Empress Zhong die happily would be an advantage to her!
Queen Zhong cares most about the throne and power, so she will take them all away.
This time, we must not let him off lightly!
When Ye Siming returned to Qinghe Palace, Ling Shen was already awake.
I drank a bowl of vomiting medicine and vomited everything in my stomach.
Gu Nuoer methodically waved her little hand to direct, and asked the palace attendants to carry Ling Shen to the bathtub to soak.
The hot water steamed the sweat, and layers of fine beads of sweat appeared on Ling Shen's forehead.
When he came out of the water, Ling Shen's pale complexion had long since faded, and now he became rosy again, and his lips were blood-colored.
Gu Nuoer clapped her little hands and raised her chin with satisfaction.
"Okay, brother Shen'er, wrap yourself up in quilt and sleep for a while."
She said to Qian Hong: "It will take another half an hour before I can give him something to eat."
Ling Shen's face looked weak, but his eyes were dark and he looked energetic.
He was wrapped in quilt and asked: "Sister Nuo'er, where is my mother and concubine?"
Gu Nuoer patted the quilt with her small hands, blinked her big eyes and said comfortingly: "She went out to find a doctor for you, and will be back in a while."
Just at this time, Ye Siming came in from the outside. Gu Nuoer stood up quickly, her eyes filled with joy: "Brother Siming, where is the beautiful lady?"
Ye Siming glanced behind her at Ling Shen, who was waiting for the answer with his ears raised.
He paused, then said calmly: "Concubine Lu, walk slowly, behind."
Gu Nuoer immediately turned around and smiled sweetly: "Look, brother Shen'er, your mother will be back later, so you should sleep well first!"
Ling Shen then lay down and closed his eyes.
Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming walked outside, and they suddenly spoke at the same time——
"Brother Siming, where has the beautiful lady gone?"
"Do your fingers still hurt?"
After saying that, both of them were stunned.
Gu Nuoer almost forgot about the injury on her finger. She raised it and stood on tiptoe to show it to Ye Siming.
"It's okay, there's no bleeding anymore, and the wounds can't be seen!"
Ye Siming took the opportunity to hold it in his hand, took a careful look, and then showed a relieved look in his cold eyes.
He rubbed it gently as if he was a little distressed: "Concubine Lu went to the queen's place. I'll tell you the details later."
While talking, Concubine Lu over there had already tidied up her appearance and walked back in the rain.
Qianhong hurriedly rushed to greet her: "My dear! Where have you been? You've frightened me."