Looking at Dongling Yuanyong, Ximen Yourong was secretly startled. She immediately knelt down and apologized:
"Yourong didn't know that Your Majesty would be coming, please forgive me!"
Dongling Yuanyong looked down at Ximen Yourong who was kneeling on the ground. She looked even thinner wearing only white single clothes.
However, he didn't care whether she was strong or thin. What he cared about was that before he even stepped into her bedroom, she lost all her joy. Her disdain for his wedding night actually made him angry for no reason.
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"Does the queen dislike this joy so much that she doesn't even bother to wait for others to reveal your happiness?"
Ximen Yourong straightened up and explained:
"Your Majesty, forgive me. It's not disdain for me to tolerate it, but I don't dare to hope for it."
"Don't you dare to hope too much? Why do I think you are deliberately making yourself disheveled to make me angry?"
Dongling Yuanyong narrowed his eyes. He would not have stepped into the "Leng Yue Palace" so quickly tonight, but when he just held a grand ceremony in front of the dignitaries of the court, he didn't know if it was because she was too bright in her dress.
As a result, his eyes could not help but focus on her from time to time.
Because of this, through the gauze red hijab, he saw her secretly yawning no less than three times.
He didn't dislike her even during today's wedding, but she secretly disliked him. Does she think her neck is hard enough for him to cut off?
Dongling Yuanyong just thought about it, but Ximen Yourong actually yawned again in front of him. He frowned, stretched out his hand to pull her up and glared at her as if she was about to sleep, and said coldly:
"Ximen Yourong, are you blatantly ignoring me?"
Ximen Yourong shook his head. In fact, she started to feel drowsy while the ceremony was being held. She pinched her wrist to stay awake.
This loosened her shackles, and she felt even more sleepy. She barely held up her eyelids and said:
"I'm not ignoring Your Majesty. I...I don't know why I feel dizzy and just want to sleep."
As Ximen Yourong spoke, her body was so limp that she almost fell down.
Dongling Yuanyong subconsciously hugged Ximen Yourong's body and realized something was wrong with her. He shook her body and asked:
"Ximen Yourong, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sleepy!
Before he could finish his words, Ximen Yourong's head sank and fell softly onto Dongling Yuanyong's chest.
Dongling Yuanyong wanted to let go of her hand and not care about her life or death, but when he should push it out, he tightened it inward.
In the end, he simply picked her up, not very gently, and carried her to the bed, which even though it had been dressed up, looked a bit unfitting, and left her half-laid and half-laid on the bed.
Seeing her breathing shallowly and her face rosy, Dongling Yuanyong didn't think she was sick.
But rather than saying that she fell asleep just now, it would be more appropriate to say that she fainted.
Dongling Yuanyong sat on the edge of the bed. He grabbed Ximen Yourong's hand and checked her pulse, but there was nothing abnormal.
He put down her hand, but accidentally saw a large area of skin bruised on her wrist. He picked up her hand again and looked at it. He suddenly remembered that during the ceremony, although she yawned secretly, he felt vaguely
I saw her frowning and hiding something.
It seemed that although she yawned secretly, she also secretly pinched herself to cheer herself up. But why did she feel so uncontrollably sleepy, during such a solemn ceremony?
In order to understand the situation, Dongling Yuanyong asked Wuhen to secretly invite his master, the old doctor ghost, to come and check.
The old doctor ghost was reluctantly dragged to the "Leng Yue Palace" by Wuhen. In the end, he only looked at Ximen Yourong's face. He was not in a hurry to check her pulse. Instead, he picked up the hand on the flat chair beside the bed.
He sniffed a water glass, then he glared at Dongling Yuanyong and scolded:
"She just took some sleeping pills that won't kill her. What's the matter? Why are you bothering me with such a small thing?"
The old doctor crooked his neck. It was such a cold day that he had eaten and drank enough before lying down on the bed. Who would have thought that Wuhen would lift the covers just after he was warm.
Xiang Qing, who was allowed to return to the inner room, heard the old doctor's diagnosis and shouted:
"This is impossible. On a day like today, how dare my young lady take any sleeping pills? You must have seen it wrong..."
The nearly eighty-year-old doctor ghost stared at Xiang Qing when he heard Xiang Qing's questioning, and said angrily:
"You are such a presumptuous little girl. It would be hard to say that my medical skills are superb. How could I be wrong about this simple diagnosis?"
"But it's absolutely impossible for my young lady to take sleeping pills."
Are you kidding me? On a day like today, her young lady can’t even muster up enough energy to cope with the day. How could she let herself take any sleeping pills?
"Then she probably drank the sleeping pills by mistake."
"That's even more impossible."
"How is it impossible?" The old ghost doctor frowned.
"Because my lady knows how to..." Xiang Qing's mouth suddenly stopped.
"What can you do?"
It was Dongling Yuanyong's turn to stare at Xiang Qing. His cold and inquiring eyes made Xiang Qing suddenly feel cold. Fortunately, her mind was running fast. She swallowed her saliva and said weakly:
"My slave is saying that the young lady has only drank two glasses of water since morning, so there is no possibility of accidentally taking sleeping pills."
Seeing Dongling Yuanyong gradually put aside his doubts, Xiang Qing secretly exhaled.
Just in time, she almost blurted out the secret of her young lady's proficiency in medical skills.
Dongling Yuanyong glanced at Xiang Qing, who looked innocent, and then looked at Ximen Yourong on the bed. Since he was sure that she was fine, he calmly ordered:
"Everyone, please go down." Then, he said respectfully to the old doctor ghost alone:
"Master, please go back and rest!"
The old doctor ghost looked at Dongling Yuanyong, and then at Ximen Yourong lying on the bed. Although he didn't know the rights and wrongs of the royal family, he probably guessed that the sleeping pill Ximen Yourong took was no accident.
However, the old doctor ghost was not interested in participating in this kind of ordinary court affairs, so he left in silence without saying anything.
Xiang Qing, who was supposed to go out, was worried about Ximen Yourong, so she knelt down and said to Dongling Yuanyong:
"Your Majesty, my young lady is already asleep, so she will definitely not be able to serve Your Majesty. How about tonight..."
"go out!"
Dongling Yuanyong drove people away calmly, and only those who knew him well could understand what he meant behind his "indifferent" tone.
Eunuch Cao is naturally the person who knows Dongling Yuanyong best. If Xiang Qing does not go out, Dongling Yuanyong's next order may kill Xiang Qing.
So, before Xiang Qing wanted to say anything else, Eunuch Cao picked up Xiang Qing and half-dragged her out of the palace without saying a word.
"Eunuch Cao, my young lady has already fallen asleep. Why does Your Majesty still want to stay?"
As soon as Xiang Qing was freed, she protested no matter how big or small. Others didn't know it, but she knew Ximen Yourong best. Ximen Yourong didn't want to be Dongling Yuanyong's woman at all.
Moreover, who would have thought that Dongling Yuanyong, who is impossible to enter the "Lengyue Palace", would come to visit?
What the hell, His Majesty wants her young lady to sleep with him... No, that's not right, her young lady is sleeping like that now, why should she sleep with him... Or is it that the emperor wants the overlord to force his hand?
Eunuch Cao listened to Xiang Qing's rude words and looked at her worried expression. He scolded:
"Bastard, are you allowed to say whether His Majesty will stay or leave? What's more, tonight is the wedding night of His Majesty and the Queen. Since the Queen is fine, Your Majesty will naturally spend the night in the Queen's palace."
"Tonight is not only the wedding of my young lady, but also the wedding of Concubine You. She must still be awake and waiting for Your Majesty. Your Majesty can go to Concubine You's palace. The service there will definitely be more considerate than our "Lengyue Palace"."
Xiang Qing muttered with a muffled mouth, but Eunuch Cao still heard clearly. He narrowed his eyes and warned:
"Xiang Qing, if you don't want your master to have a hard time, you'd better restrain your mouth, otherwise your master will suffer disaster sooner or later because of your mouth."
As soon as Xiang Qing heard Eunuch Cao's suggestion, she immediately pursed her lips and said nothing, but she couldn't help but look at the bedroom behind her. She really wanted to rush in and see if her young lady was okay.
If Dongling Yuanyong wants to kill her young lady, then... Oh my God, her young lady is still asleep. Isn't this because she has to worry about death?
"Don't worry, your master will not die. Even if he does, it won't be tonight, let alone in the hands of His Majesty."
Eunuch Cao was like a mind reader who could see through Xiang Qing's random thoughts at a glance.
In fact, Eunuch Cao also looked at the closed door meaningfully. He originally thought that it was impossible for Dongling Yuanyong to set foot in the "Lengyue Palace", and even if he came, it would just be a formality.
On the wedding night after that, you have to show someone something to make it right.
But Dongling Yuanyong's plan to stay in the "Lengyue Palace" for the night was unexpected by Eunuch Cao. He suddenly felt that even he couldn't understand what Dongling Yuanyong was thinking.
People outside the palace couldn't figure out why Dongling Yuanyong stayed overnight, but Dongling Yuanyong inside the palace had his own considerations.
When everyone went down, Dongling Yuanyong looked thoughtfully at Ximen Yourong, who was sleeping peacefully.
He wondered if she drank the sleeping pills herself, or if someone secretly gave them to her?
If she drank it herself, what was her purpose? It would be interesting if someone else drugged her, which means her life in the palace was beginning to be difficult!
But no matter what the situation was, he was very interested in knowing how she would deal with it?
With a faint smile on his lips, Dongling Yuanyong took off his coat. He sat on the bed and stretched out his hands to open the quilt covering Ximen Yourong. Then he pushed without gentleness, and Ximen Yourong's body was pushed further inside.
, but her body also became half lying on one side and half prone, with her feet hanging up and down one behind the other, which looked very unsightly.
After seeing that the free space was barely enough to lie down on, Dongling Yuanyong ignored whether Ximen Yourong's limbs were comfortable or not. He pulled the quilt to cover himself, completely ignoring whether Ximen Yourong was covered by the quilt or not.
However, just when he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, Ximen Yourong beside him suddenly curled up towards him.
He opened his eyes and watched her move closer unconsciously. He instinctively pushed her away, but she shrank toward him again. He cruelly tried to push her again, but she sobbed with a trembling voice:
"Hmm...cold, I'm so cold..."
Dongling Yuanyong's hand that had been placed on her shoulder was unable to exert any force because of her pitiful sobs.
Perhaps it was the warmth from his palm that attracted Ximen Yourong's subconscious. One of her hands greedily placed on the back of his hand to absorb his heat source.
Dongling Yuanyong trembled because of the hand she held up, because her hand was so cold that there was no warmth at all. No wonder she cried out cold even when she fell asleep!