No second minister

The long corridor wooden bridge has been in disrepair for a long time, and it still makes a creaking sound when you step on it. With the faint candlelight on one side, you can vaguely see that the pattern of the railings on both sides is still the appearance of the acacia flower that the late emperor liked most when he was here.

"I heard that the emperor gave an order to renovate Renqing Temple. Did the queen mother specifically ask them to keep this east corridor?"

"I said this was the place that the late emperor liked the most, so they didn't make it difficult for me anymore."

Jing'an's voice was peaceful, Xu Borong looked at her side face, it was also calm like a long-burning palace lantern, the light yellow and warm light was strong but without business.

The night was shrouded in clouds and mists, and the bright moon hung high, but it was not a cold white. After arriving at Dongzhai, Jing An opened the door and lit two red candles.

When the door was closed, a gust of wind caused the candlelight to flicker.

Xu Borong gently placed Yue Zhi on the couch, Yue Zhi still moved a little uneasily in a coma, Jing An unbuttoned his clothes, only to find that the wound had split open, the blood had soaked the dressing cloth, Jing An cut the cloth , When he touched the serious injury on his shoulder, he only exerted a little force, and then he heard the groan overflowing from Yue Zhi's mouth.

Clothing was stuck to the wound with dried blood.

Jing An gently peeled off the cloth material bit by bit, and when the shoulder piece was uncovered, fine sweat was already floating on her forehead, but the cloth material came off completely along the left shoulder, and Jing An stopped suddenly when she wanted to look at the wound on her back .

She picked out a little brown hard lump from Yuezhi's clothes and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it.

"He has already used the wound medicine."

she said.

"Bo Rong, what did you add to his wound medicine?"

"Didn't the queen mother want to meet A Rong? He is A Rong."

Xu Borong didn't answer the question, but he didn't find a smile on Jing An's face.

Jing'an only glanced at the three moles on Yuezhi's left shoulder before covering her clothes back.

"I'll ask Qi Gu to dispense some medicine."

"Mother!"

Xu Borong turned his back to Jing'an, his voice increased uncontrollably, like a person who can't get a reward.

There was water in his eyes, and when he closed them, there were tears.

"Don't the queen mother miss her own son?"

"Where is there any missing, you are my son, the crown prince handpicked by the late emperor, Xu Borong."

But ten words, every word punishes the heart.

Xu Borong remembered the absurd deal when he was young.

"If you find my Rong'er, then I will give you whatever you want."

The queen's eyes could no longer cry, and a bright red slid down the corner of her eyes.

But now that her Ah Rong is back, what she gave Xu Borong was just a back view, a plain nonsense.

Xu Borong turned his head to look at Yuezhi, there were two things in the medicine his subordinates sent, they were not fatal, they just made his wound inflamed.

He took advantage of the situation and sat down, the candle near the door was shining in his eyes.

The wind blowing into the irrigation house made people tremble. After all, it was cold after the rain.

Only then did Xu Borong come to his senses, before the clean quilt was delivered, he took off his clothes and put them on Yuezhi.

"If you have too much obsession, you will become a demon."

Jing'an was carrying hot soup, and the nun just now came in with a clean quilt, put it down and backed out.

"Bo Rong, I'm already awake. A Rong is already dead, so you can let it go."

Xu Borong sneered.

"The queen mother is really so ruthless?"

Jing An handed a cup of hot soup to Xu Borong.

"It's cool at night, warm your body."

Xu Borong only glanced at it, then put it back on the table.

Seeing him like this, Jing An didn't say any more, and went to treat Yue Zhi's wound instead.

"The medicine is not heavy, it won't affect anything, but don't do it again in the future, hurting people is even more sad."

"Is it the queen mother's heart or whose heart is hurt?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"The son just doesn't understand why the empress mother is so indifferent when the person whom the empress misses so much comes back."

He didn't understand, and he didn't want Jing'an to be like this. He had nothing to do with Jing'an, but he would feel from the bottom of his heart that his flirtatiousness came from Jing'an.

"Or is it that the poison that killed my father was taken from my mother?"

Words out of the mouth have hurt deeply.

Jing An's face paled in an instant, his hands paused and he stopped talking, another burst of indifference, Xu Borong went to close the door, Jing An had already healed the wound.

Then he got up and said: "Bo Rong, the poison in your father's decoction was made by him himself."

Great joke!