Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Wang Yingluo put one hand behind her back and trotted towards Jun Yuyan happily.

"Brother Yan, you haven't had your breakfast yet. You have to work so hard every day to deal with national affairs. It's so heartbreaking. A-Ying specially cooked the tonic soup. How about you try A-Ying's craftsmanship?"

Jun Yuyan looked at her seriously: "Stretch out your hand."

Wang Yingluo immediately looked at Eunuch Li: "Eunuch Li, I told you, don't tell Brother Yan, why don't you listen to me!"

Eunuch Li quickly begged for mercy: "It's all my fault, girl, don't be angry. You worked so hard and went to the imperial kitchen before dawn, and you were injured. If I didn't tell Your Majesty, I would be careless! Your Majesty. I heard you were injured and rushed over immediately. You'd better show His Majesty quickly."

"It's just a small injury, nothing to worry about."

Wang Yingluo muttered softly, but still stretched out her hand obediently. She saw two blisters the size of peanut shells were burned on the back of her hand. They were red and swollen. Because her hands were white, they looked a bit shocking.

Jun Yuyan shouted in a deep voice: "Eunuch Li, A-ying is so seriously injured, why don't you ask an imperial doctor?"

"Brother Yan, don't blame Eunuch Li. I didn't allow you to invite him. It's just a burn. Just go back and peel off the skin and apply some herbs. There's no need to mobilize troops."

Jun Yuyan naturally refused to listen and sent someone to call the imperial doctor.

He imagined in his mind that his queen was burned, and the distress in his eyes seemed much more genuine. He reached out cautiously, but as if he was afraid of hurting her, he took his hand back.

"Just leave things like making soup to the slaves. Why do you have to be so bothered?"

"I am willing to share the burden for Brother Yan, no matter how hard or tiring it is. Unfortunately, I don't have the talent of the Queen, so I can't help you with political matters, so I can only start with these small things."

"Women in the harem are not allowed to participate in politics. It was the past, and this will never happen again in the future. In political affairs, I have ministers to share my worries. So you don't have to compare with the queen, you are the most unique."

Wang Yingluo was overjoyed when she heard this.

It turns out that Jun Yuyan doesn't like the queen's involvement in politics, and he has a problem with the queen in his heart, which is great.

It turns out that in his mind, he is the most unique.

As everyone knows, this uniqueness does not mean the same thing as the uniqueness she understands.

Wang Yingluo was a little touched. No man had ever said such a thing to her.

Her heart was racing like a deer.

If you burn yourself intentionally, even if it leaves a scar, it's still worth it.

What's more, doesn't the Queen have a palace secret recipe for eliminating scars? That is an unsolved mystery for future generations. I don’t know how many cosmetics companies want to get Queen Murong’s secret recipe for removing scars, but it is a pity that the secret recipe has been lost.

In order to get rid of the scars on his hands, Jun Yuyan would definitely ask the queen to hand over the secret palace medicine.

By then, the Queen will probably be even more sad.

After a while, a group of imperial doctors hurried over.

Summer has already entered, and it was not high in the morning. However, these doctors were afraid of the emperor's anger, so they ran all the way, panting and sweating.

Wang Yingluo said considerately: "Dear doctors, you don't have to be so nervous. It's just a burn, it's a trivial matter."

Who knows, Jun Yuyan said coldly: "If there are scars on her hands, I will chop off your heads."

The doctors were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Brother Yan, please stop scaring them."

Wang Yingluo said coquettishly.

The doctors didn't dare to be careless and immediately treated the burns on her hands.

After bandaging, an imperial doctor said: "Your Majesty, Miss Wang's burn was treated a little too late. I'm afraid it may leave scars. She should wash it with cold water as soon as possible."

"I don't want to see scars on her hands. If you can't do it, what will I do to support you?"

Jun Yuyan said with a cold expression.

The imperial doctor quickly said:

"Although there are scar-removing medicines in Taiyuan Hospital, they may not be able to completely eliminate them. If you want to achieve flawless results, you may need the scar-removing cream that the Empress has used before. The scars on your face were almost disfigured, so you used it. Eliminated by the Queen’s ointment.”

Wang Yingluo's heart skipped a beat.

what?

Why is there no such thing as Jun Yuyan's disfigurement in the history books?

She knew that Queen Murong had scar-removing ointment because there was a play about Concubine Jing Meisheng that said that Concubine Jing was almost disfigured, but it was the Queen's scar-removing ointment that restored her appearance.

From ancient times to the present, opera has been more widely circulated. As a "bad woman" comparable to Pan Jinlian, Concubine Jing has left a lot of infamy in popular history.

As for Jun Yuyan's disfigurement, there seems to be no record in either history books or unofficial history.

So she didn't know about it at all.

She deliberately burned her hands, firstly because she didn't want to copy Buddhist scriptures every day, and secondly because she wanted the emperor to ask the queen for the extremely expensive scar removal cream. The queen would definitely not be willing to use it for herself, and there was no doubt that the emperor and the queen would have conflicts.

Even if the queen reluctantly gave up her love, the depression would still be held in the queen's chest, making her uncomfortable and diametrically opposed.

But she didn't expect that the imperial doctor actually mentioned the queen's removal of scars for Jun Yuyan.

She felt uneasy.

He quickly said: "It's just a small scar, no need to trouble the Queen. Brother Yan, as long as you don't dislike A-Ying, A-Ying doesn't care."

Jun Yuyan frowned, as if thinking about something, and didn't hear her words.

There were all the imperial doctors, palace maids and eunuchs beside her. Wang Yingluo was ignored and felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, Jun Yuyan suddenly looked at Eunuch Li and asked, "Did the queen help remove the scar on my face?"

Eunuch Li was thinking about Wang Yingluo in his heart, but this was indeed the case. As he was considering his words, he heard the young imperial doctor beside him say:

"Your Majesty, when you led the army to fight, your face was accidentally disfigured, so you needed to wear a mask. The Queen tried her best, found many rare medicinal materials, and finally made a scar removal ointment with her own hands to remove the scars on your face. The scars disappear."

Wang Yingluo wanted to cut out the young imperial doctor's tongue.

I secretly remembered his appearance, and when I get the chance, I will make sure he looks good!

Jun Yuyan muttered: "I, I don't remember."

"Brother Yan, the empress is so kind, and A-ying wants to thank her. You were husband and wife before, and you must have more common memories."

When she said the last sentence, Wang Yingluo couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"All go out."

Jun Yuyan spoke coldly.

The people in the side hall immediately retreated.

He looked at Wang Yingluo and said, "What happened in the past is in the past. A-Ying, you understand justice and are considerate. There is only one person in my eyes. There is no one else, and I cannot tolerate others."

Wang Yingluo did not hear the ambiguity in his words and thought that this "person" referred to her. She made up her mind again and nodded heavily:

"Brother Yan, of course A-Ying believes in you!"

"Take good care of your injuries. I will ask the queen to give you a scar removal ointment to prevent you from leaving any scars. Don't get hurt because of me next time."

"Yeah, there will definitely be no next time!"

As she said this, she asked tentatively: "First of all, will the Queen be unhappy?"