This queen is not too curly

In the afternoon, Yan Yuan returned to Wangshu Palace.

All the palace people gathered at the gate of Wangshu Palace, and many palace maids secretly wiped away their tears: "Your Majesty, you have suffered..."

Yan Yuan was also in a daze. In fact, it didn't seem like a long time since she left the palace to go to Meiyuan last time, but when she looked at the tearful men and women under the sun, she also felt as if she was a world away.

"Miss!" Xiao Yu hurriedly forgot to address her, and threw herself into Yan Yuan's arms with red eyes, "Miss woo woo woo... You're back..."

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, be good."

Xiaoyu was still crying with tears in his eyes.

So the others followed suit and moved closer to Yan Yuan's side, surrounding her.

After a while, a helpless voice sounded from it: "I also really want to reminisce about the old days, but can you let me have something to eat first?"

Her fever hadn't completely faded, her voice was soft, sounding aggrieved.

So the crowd laughed again, embraced Yan Yuan and welcomed her into Wangshu Palace.

Everyone's thoughts were on Yan Yuan, who escaped from death, and no one noticed that there were two figures standing in the shadows at the corner of the palace road outside Wangshu Palace.

They stood there quietly, watching Yan Yuan's figure disappear at the gate of Wangshu Palace.

After a long time, Luo Ziqiu's low laughter sounded.

He said: "Except for a few dowry marriages in this palace, they should all be the eyeliner that His Majesty put in before?"

Chen Ling said noncommittally, "How?"

Luo Ziqiu didn't answer his question directly, but said leisurely: "The Empress is really a gentle and good person."

They are all eyes placed in Wangshu Palace, looking at their teary eyes just now, these eyes may have been blind long ago.

But this is all on the bright side, but Fan Chu Lingshen is not blind, so he should be able to tell.

Just what.

Luo Ziqiu raised his eyes and shook his folding fan lightly.

Chen Lingchen seemed to be distracted right now.

His gaze followed Yan Yuan's back, and disappeared at the end of the courtyard gate of Wangshu Palace.

The warm sunshine shone on his body, like a big cat that has not seen the sun for a long time, he took a low breath and narrowed his eyes.

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In Wangshu Palace, Yan Yuan finally had enough to eat and drink, and lay down on the small couch in the garden in a daze.

Chen Niang stepped forward to check her pulse, leaning on her pillow with embarrassment on her face.

Yan Yuan asked suspiciously: "Why, isn't the pulse not very good?"

She has been busy running around, jumping into the lake and fleeing at night, and still can't get enough to eat. Could it be that she is going to die?

Chen Niang hurriedly shook her head: "No, although Niang Niang's pulse condition is vain, her bones are better than usual, it's just..."

Yan Yuan nervously asked, "Just what?"

A blush appeared on Chen Niang's face: "It's just that the confinement event of the empress is coming soon..."

I was almost scared to death.

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, she still considered it a big deal.

Chen Niang sighed: "The day after tomorrow will be the day when the empress will go to bed. If the empress is inconvenient, wouldn't it be extremely inconvenient?"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Niang thought for a while and said: "If the empress is willing, the slaves can prepare some medicine on the day of bedtime, so as to postpone the menstruation."

Do you take medicine?
Yan Yuan froze for a moment, thoughtful.

The day after tomorrow is the day to attend bedtime, Chen Niang's words gave her some reminders.

In all likelihood, the attendant would sleep in the same bed. She got up in the middle of the night and secretly went to the imperial study to check. What if Chen Lingchen woke up in the middle of the night?
You still have to think of a way to let Chen Ling fall into a deep sleep and die.

Yan Yuan settled down and said, "Chen Niang, is there any medicine that can make people..."

Before she finished speaking, Chen Niang's cheeks flushed, she lowered her voice and said: "As long as the empress wants, I have everything I want."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Niang: "Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan endured it and said, "Go further with Ruan Zhu in the future."

Chen Niang blinked, and said "ah", as if she didn't quite understand why Yan Yuan mentioned this.But it doesn't matter, the first bedtime is especially important, she needs to have a good talk with Yan Yuan about the medication.

Chen Niang was about to speak but stopped when there was a burst of cheerful footsteps not far away.

"Miss!"

With a smile on his face, Xiao Yu hurriedly rushed under the flower stand.

"Your Majesty! There's a letter from the Hou Mansion!"

She held a precious one like a baby, and a letter in her hand, and handed it to Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan's heart also missed a beat.

It had been a long time since she had heard from her family. This time, the old incident in Blue City caused storms in the imperial capital, and it was not known whether the rain had reached the Northwest Pass.

The contents of the letterhead are still in double handwriting.

The first handwriting was from my mother, and the letterhead was written in small letters of concern.

The second handwriting was from Dad, and when the letter was unfolded, a heroic spirit appeared on the paper.

"Yan Yuan, my son, An Ding City has been undercurrents recently, and my father is worried that someone will bring up the Lancheng incident 30 years ago. Yuan'er must remember not to get involved in the palace and cause trouble."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Yan Yuan hugged the letter and sighed.

It is useless to say anything now, she has already been involved, and almost lost her life.

"There is another old matter that my father has not mentioned."

"Three years ago, the son of the Chu family once went to the gate of my Hou's mansion, and begged to send troops to the Xueyuan rescue for his father. I met a young general surnamed Ning in Boying. At that time, you came to Yaolu, and the soldiers of the Hou's mansion were still searching for the rest in the snowfield. Wait, because the father is afraid of accidents, so I rejected him."

"This son has a vicious temperament, and he has enmity with his father. Yuan'er makes friends with him, so don't touch his rebellious scales."

Chen Lingshen... Begging?
Yan Yuan stared blankly at the handwriting on the paper.

When Xueyuan parted back then, Chen Lingchen was still very proud of her. He said that people have high and low, and that it is not a pity to see people in Boying die well. .

She thought he didn't care whether Ning Bai was a soldier or a general.

But it turns out, have you tried so hard to go back to find her?

……

Yan Yuan stared at the letter paper, looked at it, a thought flashed in her mind, her fingers almost crushed the paper.

wrong.

Chen Lingshen Zeng came to the door three years ago and begged to be slapped in the face.

Such a big Liangzi old fox didn't inform in advance? !

What kind of status is Chen Lingchen?

No wonder Chen Lingchen tried to kill her several times!

She always thought that she would be able to survive after entering the palace by keeping a low profile... She never thought that she would be able to live by the smoke from the ancestral grave.

……

Suddenly found Yan Yuan who escaped from death.

Fist hardened.

……

"As for the reason Yuan'er mentioned in her last letter three years ago."

"Yuan'er said it was because her father doted on his concubine and killed his wife, and her concubine abducted you to go up to the mountain to catch the cold. This reason has not been verified, so it is not credible. The child of the Chu family is suspicious, and will definitely find people to investigate, so the father has already Found a better reason for Yuan'er."

"Four years ago, you met a man outside the Great Wall, and made a private decision with him not to marry you for life. You beat mandarin ducks for your father, so you ran away from home, and your father's hawks and dogs chased after you. You and that man had no choice but to marry each other. You can only flee to the mountains, your body is weak, so you accidentally contracted a cold disease."

"Being a father, in order to avoid publicizing the family scandal, he lied that you were in the boudoir with a disease, and made up a story about spoiling his concubine and destroying his wife to cover up the past."

"In this way, whether it is the boudoir that has been vacant for four years or a cold illness, as well as the lies about spoiling concubines and destroying wives, they can all be explained together."

"What do Yuan'er think?"

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Yan Yuan stared blankly at the letter paper, which was crumpled into a ball in her hands.

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Xiaoyu asked worriedly: "... Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and said with a dry smile, "It's nothing, just a little homesick, and I can't help it."

Nine out of ten, the old fox was out for revenge, for tarnishing his innocence with the story she made up.

But she also had to admit that the story given by the old fox was indeed reasonable.

Xiaoyu let go of his heart, and handed the package in his hand to Yan Yuan: "These are all items sent by the Hou's residence, please take a look, madam."

The baggage was a bit heavy, Yan Yuan opened it to look, and found some clothes and pastries outside the fortress, and a wooden crossbow.

Its shape is a size smaller than the ones used on the battlefield. It is obviously made by improving her blueprint. There is a small mechanism on the crossbow, which looks like it can be loaded with some potions.

Although it is only a small change, it is obviously better to use.

The old fox is worthy of being an old fox.

Yan Yuan asked Xiaoyu: "Where's the injured bodyguard?"

Xiaoyu blinked: "Which one?"

Yan Yuan said: "It's the one who went out of the palace last time to protect me from arrows and get hurt."

Xiaoyu suddenly realized: "Young lady, you said Qiu Yu, he is recuperating in the imperial hospital, and Chen Niang just visited him yesterday. Do you want to visit him, madam?"

Yan Yuan thought for a while and said, "Yes."

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At dusk, Yan Yuan took Chen Niang to the imperial hospital.

The apprentice doctor of the imperial hospital took Yan Yuan into the backyard, and explained to her in a gentle voice while walking:
"The guard lives in the charcoal room in the courtyard, and the imperial doctor takes his pulse and changes his medicine every day."

"Your Majesty didn't know about it when she came here. If Guard Qiu found out, he would definitely be happy."

"It's right in front, my lady, please."

There are three medical rooms in the backyard of the Royal Hospital, which are the charcoal room, the needle room, and the medicine room. Temporary wing.

Yan Yuan asked him, "How is Qiu Yu's injury?"

She should have cared more about him, but the days back to the palace were too chaotic, and she really couldn't take care of herself.

In the blink of an eye, it has been half a month, and I don't know if his injury is getting better.

The apprentice doctor replied: "Don't worry, ma'am, his injuries have recovered a lot. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and his body is better than ordinary people. He should be practicing swords at this moment."

Yan Yuan was taken aback: "Practice sword?"

Shouldn't he lie in bed and recuperate?
The medical apprentice smiled and said: "The guard Qiu said that martial arts is not slack, and the empress will know when I meet you later."

While speaking, the charcoal chamber was already in sight.

"Your Majesty, please come in. I will take my leave for the time being. Your Majesty can just send someone to summon you if you have something to do."

Yan Yuan looked from a distance, and she saw a figure practicing sword in the courtyard.

At that time, the sun was about to set, and the orange light illuminated the sweat beads on his forehead, dyeing his skin a honey color.

His movements were not coherent, and his steps were weak. Because he was missing four fingers, the sword in his hand almost flew out several times, but he put it away again in embarrassment.

Pity.

Yan Yuan sighed in her heart.

He shouldn't be in such a mess, but because he blocked the arrow for her, he lost four fingers and ruined his bright future.

Yan Yuan felt guilty in her heart, and for a while she didn't know what face to say and what words to comfort her, so she could only stand at the door and hesitate.

The movements of Qiu Yu's hands became more and more annoyed, and finally he let go of the fencing sword and flew straight towards Yan Yuan.

When he finally saw Yan Yuan, his face turned pale with fright.

He wanted to chase, but it was too late, so he could only shout out in despair: "Be careful!"

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Yan Yuan turned slightly sideways.

The sword almost flew past the tip of her nose, and was about to stab the eye of Chen Niang behind her.

Oops!

Without even thinking about it, Yan Yuan reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword!

……

At this moment, the tip of the sword is only a tiny bit away from Chen Niang's eyes.

Everything is silent in the courtyard.

No one dared to breathe.

……

Yan Yuan's face was expressionless, and her heart was filled with corpses.

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