Spring Banquet

Isn't it all right? Jiang Shen waved his hand disapprovingly, turned around and pulled Xu Chu Niang, "Go, go and look at the medicine for the third brother." "

Xu Chuyong left with him in response.

They left, but Chengxu Yufeng was still standing next to them. Huaiyu looked at them and found that their eyes were not as gentle as usual.

"I... irritated you too?" she asked in a low voice.

Cheng Xu arched his hands blankly: "Don't dare."

No, I dare not. Huaiyu sighed. She wanted to explain the matter, but she couldn't talk about it. He didn't say a word at all, helping to clean up the blood on the ground, and went to the main house to get him a clean change of clothes.

"These subordinates are here." Chengxu took the clothes and saluted her, "Go and rest."

After that, he closed the door and shut her out.

"Cheng Xu." Yu Feng frowned, glanced at the direction of the bed, and whispered, "Don't go too far."

Is this too much? Chengxu was going to die of anger. He had served Jun Shang for so many years, and he had never seen Jun Shang so sad. The green amber clothes were covered with blood, and he stood at the door blankly. No one around dared to help him. What about Madam? Actually helped your Majesty go!

Is she blind and hasn't seen the injuries on his body? Or do you really think that your majesty’s life is more important than the king’s life?

Cheng Xu couldn't understand, especially after seeing how much his master cares about this lady.

Yufeng sighed, went to the bedside and asked in a low voice, "Does the master want his wife to take care of it?"

"No," Jiang Xuanjin said coldly, "Don't let her enter this door again."

Yufeng was taken aback for a moment, and was silent for a long time before responding: "Yes."

Huaiyu squatted at the door in a daze. Lingxiu came over and saw her, very surprised: "Why are you out there?"

"It's okay, I did something wrong." She muttered, "I'll be fine in a while."

However, two hours passed after this "for a while", the door behind opened and closed, and Cheng Xu did not let her in.

"Your Majesty is awake." Lingxiu asked her in a low voice, "Do you want to tell the Lord?"

After hammering his numb leg, Huaiyu got up and said, "Go ahead, he doesn't want to see me, I will go to the main building to take a look."

The emperor was assassinated at the gate of Jiang's mansion, and the wounds were so severe that the Jiang family must be questioned. She had to think of a way to ask Huailin to help.

Taking a deep breath, Huaiyu plunged into the main building.

Old Mrs. Jiang and the others knelt together and pleaded guilty. Li Huailin repeatedly asked them to get up, but no one listened.

Li Huaiyu walked in and knelt at the forefront: "The minister's wife has a ruthless please."

Li Huailin still remembered her, and smiled reluctantly: "Mrs. Jun, please tell me."

I glanced at the people looking curiously. Huaiyu hesitated slightly.

Li Huailin understood, and said softly: "Everyone, go out first."

The old lady Jiang looked at Bai Zhuji unclearly, and saw that she gave him a look of relief, and continued to kneel upright.

After pondering for a moment, he still took the Jiang family behind him out and turned to see Jiang Xuanjin.

There is no one else in the house except the guards. Huaiyu whispered to Huai Lin: "You go back to the palace and protect Jiang Mansion for one or two. Your lord, in order to save you, is now undecided about his life and death. You can never let him convict his family.

Li Huailin was stunned and nodded: "I know this, but I don't know how to say it..."

He is accustomed to not telling lies, and Huaiyu is also used to it, and very considerately teaches him the lie that he has compiled before, and finally confidently said: "The clothes are seamless!"

Li Huailin was taken aback, looked at her in a blink of an eye and nodded solemnly after thinking for a long time.

Jiang Xuanjin half leaned against the head of the bed, and the small guest house was already full of people from the Jiang family. He glanced around and didn't see the person who should be here the most, his thin lips pressed tightly. The hostility in the eyes is more serious.

Jiang Yan stood beside him, glanced around, and said displeasedly: "Why is my little aunt missing again?"

"She seems to be pleading with your Majesty." Jiang Chong said.

"Why is it her turn to beg?" Jiang Yan muttered, "Isn't it better to accompany my uncle more than anything?"

"Yan'er." Jiang Chong shook his head.

Jiang Yan shut his mouth, but the old lady next to him was also a little unhappy: "Yan'er is right, Zhu Ji is not doing things properly this time. Wait for her to come out, let her serve Xuan Jin well."

"No." Jiang Xuanjin lowered her eyes, "There are enough people around me, one less than her."

Li Huaiyu: "..."

She had just taught the emperor to lie, and she was carrying her skirt and was about to cross the door. As a result, she smashed it down with such a sentence, and her raised foot instantly froze in the air.

One less one? She blinked and looked at the man on the bed blankly.

Jiang Xuanjin also saw her, paused slightly, and turned her head away indifferently, but the others in the room turned their heads and looked at her.

With a stiff face and a smile, Huaiyu retracted his leg and said awkwardly: "I...go to take the medicine."

Run after you say it.

Jiang Chong frowned slightly: "The third brother."

This person's temper has been like this since he was a child, and whoever treats him well, if he accepts it, he will treat him well. But as long as people neglect him by half. He would take back all his goodness, revealing a sharp side.

So childish.

Jiang Xuanjin didn't say a word, she lay on her side slowly, holding her back to them.

Needless to say, Jiang Chong helplessly, helped the old man to get up, and led everyone away, so that he could rest well. Jiang Yan refused to leave, sitting on the side of the bed and whispered: "I don't like her anymore."

Compared to Miss Bai Si, he still likes his uncle more. If she makes his uncle unhappy, he is unhappy.

"Uncle, since you don't like her, why didn't you just sue her?" He muttered, "Let the family know that the aunt is caring for the emperor and she is going to be scolded."

"Don't mess around."

"I didn't make a fool of myself, I just felt a little angry seeing her guarding your Majesty there." Jiang Yan frowned. "She doesn't know who she is and what to do?"

"Little young master." Cheng Xu said helplessly, "You let the master rest for a while."

"Okay." Jiang Yan stood up, clenching his fist and said. "My uncle had a good rest, so my nephew retired."

Jiang Xuanjin turned her head and looked at his angry back. She couldn't help frowning and whispered: "Cheng Xu, you go look at him, don't let him make trouble."

What can the young master cause? At best, it was just to trouble the lady.

I slandered in my heart, but didn't dare to refute him. Chengxu responded with a sullen face, turned around and went out, but let the young master go all the way to the backyard without any care at all.

Huaiyu decocted the medicine on the stove in the backyard. There were two jars of medicine, one with Lin's medicine and one with Jiang Xuanjin's. She pinched the fan and stared at her, slightly distracted.

"Little auntie." Jiang Yan's voice sounded nearby.

Looking up again, Huaiyu smiled at him: "Something?"

"The doctor said that my uncle's injury is serious and he needs some valuable medicinal materials for nourishing blood and muscles, so I can't help you go to the western pharmacy to get it." Jiang Yan said solemnly.

Lingxiu stood up as soon as she heard it: "Slaves and maidservants, go and get them. It's quite far from the pharmacy."

"For such precious medicinal materials, people in the pharmacy will not easily give it to a girl." Jiang Yan said. "Auntie should go in person."

Regardless of him, Huaiyu got up and said, "I'll go, Lingxiu, look at the fire, and wait half an hour to pour out the medicine."

"Yes."

Huaiyu walked around Jiangfu in circles, and asked about the location of the pharmacy. But when I went in and asked, there was no medicinal material for nourishing blood and muscle.

"How come?" She frowned.

The slave of the pharmacy smiled and said: "There were a lot of precious healing medicines in the mansion, but they were taken away by the third son two months ago, and the mansion has not found a good supplement for a while. "