"I have been waiting for a long time, but there is no news."

"I can't sleep all night because I can't get what I love. If Miss Chu gives up her love, it will be the best reward for me."

When the patrolling guards passed by, Concubine Chen turned her head to look at him, but Chu Yizhao did not even look away.

The lotus platform can be given.

The Queen Mother rewarded her with luxury and treasures and never asked where they went.

She could go to Shoukang Palace to retrieve the lotus lamp right now, but she didn't want to.

Chu Yizhao had a very strange feeling about Concubine Chen. If it weren't for her, the Yuwen family would not dare to do evil.

Yuwen Feng's limbs were all broken and he couldn't speak. It was Wei Xingli's doing, but it was caused by Chu Yizhao. She didn't know whether Concubine Chen knew about it.

These two times, she was suddenly blessed...

Abrupt and weird.

It made her feel resistance from the bottom of her heart.

For the first time ever, Chu Yizhao actually understood Prince Liang a little...

"Perhaps there is such a lotus platform, but it is not here. If Your Majesty likes it, I will pay for one for you, or wait for my father to come back..."

"Forget it." Concubine Chen raised her hand to interrupt, her smile faded a little, "If you don't want to give it, just say so directly, why bother making up so many excuses."

"If I want an ordinary lotus platform, His Majesty will send me thousands of them. I don't need you to send me any..."

"mean."

She got angry and turned away.

The master and servant respectfully bid farewell to the Buddha.

Huaichun said worriedly, "Miss, why don't you tell His Majesty about the Yongchun Palace? It's really too much for Concubine Shu to do this."

Chu Yizhao exhaled, turned around and walked slowly towards the palace gate, "What does it matter if I say it? There are only three concubines in the harem, and each of them accompanied His Majesty from the Qiandi Residence. Even if the present is different from the past, His Majesty will not punish her for the missed board..."

Besides, what Zhao Yuzhen said was right. Her education of the younger generation was a family matter. Emperor Yuan An would at most reprimand her. If Chu Yizhao went to complain, it would only cause pretentiousness.

"If the Concubine Chen goes to file a complaint, His Majesty will know the whole story and will punish me as well."

Huaichun felt relieved, "The Empress Chen is such a good person."

Chu Yizhao paused, she asked in confusion, "Why do you say that? She was angry with me just now."

After thinking about it, Huaichun smiled and said, "It doesn't look like the Concubine Chen is really angry. It seems like she is just joking with the young lady."

The sky was clear and the water stains left by last night's rain were gradually drying up, and the deep and shallow muddy water were reflected on the palace road.

Chu Yizhao stepped on the stain and snorted, "Really? It's an honor."

Chu Yizhao returned to the courtyard and saw Butler Qi as expected. In the past few days, he came every day and stood facing the door. He stood for too long and his old back was a little hunched.

Hearing the sound of carriages and horses, he turned around and walked forward, bowing respectfully, "Miss Chu, my prince has a low-grade fever and is no longer mentally clear. I hope you will be magnanimous and not make a fuss with the prince..."

"Butler Qi, be careful with your words."

Chu Yizhao frowned and interrupted him.

She wasn't crazy enough to be blatantly rebellious.

He leaned over and whispered a few words in Huaichun's ear. Huaichun nodded, walked into the yard, and soon took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Butler Qi.

Butler Qi's eyes lit up, "Miss..."

Chu Yizhao said, "There are three pills in this bottle that can cure mental disorder. Take one pill a day. If the prince does not wake up after three days... prepare for his funeral."

Butler Qi was horrified and tightened his grip on the porcelain bottle, fearing that it would accidentally drop to the ground and cost his master's life.

He bowed and asked, "Miss, the prince is in a critical condition. Could you please move to the palace and take a closer look..."

"I can't see it." Chu Yizhao said coldly, "This medicine is mixed with hundreds of natural treasures. If this can't save the patient, even the gods will be useless."

Butler Qi left without stopping, his thick boots hitting the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Chu Yizhao covered his nose and commented, "Old but still strong."

Huaichun thought the medicine bottle looked very familiar, "Isn't that Brother Song's medicine?"

It's the bottle for treating athlete's foot. She must have read it right.

"Nonsense." Chu Yizhao denied it.

It doesn’t matter what it’s being treated for, as long as it can wake Wei Xingche up, it’s a good medicine.

She turned her head inadvertently and suddenly saw a young man in black sitting on the steps at the entrance to the South Courtyard, leaning against the half-open door.

Chu Yizhao's heart trembled.

The long legs were spread out and landed at the bottom of the steps. Then, they went up, with a brocade belt embroidered with silver butterflies around the waist, a lean body, broad shoulders, and a mouth licking a candied haws...

It's really a downer.

Lu Rui was holding his prize and licking it vigorously when a shadow suddenly fell on his head. He looked up and saw the woman in front of him with snow-white skin, bright eyes, and swaying hair on her temples. She looked like a fairy from the Gui Palace who had descended to earth.

Lu Rui held up a string of candied haws, with sticky sweet stains around his lips, and suddenly called out in a low voice, "Madam..."

The woman was startled and replied softly, "Yes."

"Is the prince here?"

"Yes, in the house."

"Thank you."

Chu Yizhao walked into the South Courtyard and told Huaichun, "Go get a basin of hot water and wipe him."

"Yes."

His eyes were round and dull, his speech was slow and his mind was sluggish.

It should be childhood dementia.

A trace of regret flashed across her beautiful phoenix eyes.

In the main hall, Wei Xingli was pointing at Zhao Qu's nose and cursing, "You incompetent rat! That beast dared to run away yesterday and kill people and dig graves tomorrow. You don't even dare to put him in jail. You... you're back!"

Zhao Qu lowered his head and looked to the side when he heard the sound. A woman in a light blue velvet cloak walked in slowly.

Clearly

The only person who can make a man speak softly is his wife.

"What did His Majesty want to see you for? Didn't he invite you to dinner? You came back so early."

The woman shook her head and looked inside the house. "Did you have a fight?"

Wei Xingli poured a cup of hot tea from the kettle and handed it to her, "Zhao Qu doesn't dare."

Chu Yizhao smiled, "That's true."

She turned to look at Zhao Qu, "Master Zhao, are you here for Ji Yu?"

Zhao Qu touched the cold tea on the table and said, "Yes and no."

"Yesterday's incident is over, but your Highness wants General Ji to go to jail."

"He injured the official's family and destroyed property. He apologized for his crime but didn't pay any money. How can it be said that it's over?" Chu Yizhao frowned, looking unhappy. "Since the case has been reported to the authorities, but the victim has not expressed forgiveness, who can close the case?"

They were lucky to escape danger yesterday thanks to Lu Lin's strength, but even so, everyone was injured.

Lu Lin's left arm was dislocated and two pieces of flesh were rubbed off his palms by the ropes, Dong Yanwan broke her bones, Tao Xi fell off the carriage and broke her right leg, Qiao Yu and she were less seriously injured but had numerous bruises on their bodies.

"It's not that I'm unreasonable, but Ji Yu must give an explanation for these injuries."

Zhao Qu glanced at Wei Xingli and pursed his lips, "If it's for money, I will go to Ji's house to collect the debt myself, but it will be difficult to put someone in jail..."

"Let me ask for money first. When are you going? It's still early. You can go now."

"... "

Zhao Qumo said, "It's not possible today. There is a funeral in the Ji Mansion, so it's not appropriate."

"funeral?"

Chu Yizhao was shocked, "Ji Yu is dead?!"

Zhao Qu shook his head, "It's not him, it's two relatives of the Ji family."

"Ji family relatives?!"

It’s more terrifying than Ji Yu’s death.

Zhao Qu looked at Wei Xingli, and Wei Xingli squinted his eyes and looked back, "I've already told you, this prince didn't do it. If I really wanted to kill them, do you think you could still see anyone alive?"

Zhao Qu lowered his head.

rational.

Wei Xingli felt that Chu Yizhao's expression was not right, so he reached out and held up the little girl's chin.

"Why, do you know the Ji family?"

Chu Yizhao was startled by the cold, and shook his hand twice quickly, his cheeks puffy, and he said incoherently,

"do not know…"

She was just confused.

The people who were alive in the previous life are gone now...

Just like Wang Xi, just like Zhao Zhuo.

"Master Zhao, is your brother Zhao Zhuo still alive?"

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