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Chapter 753: Five Kinds of Vegetables for the Deposed Empress in the Cold Palace (5)

The night is as dark as ink, and the palace lanterns are swaying.

Just after the sound of the bell at midnight, a fierce dispute suddenly broke out in the Taihe Hall.

The crisp sound of shattering porcelain pierced the silence, startling the palace servants who were standing guard outside the palace. They trembled all over, and hurriedly lowered their heads and held their breath.

"Wen Jibai, how dare you!" The emperor's suppressed roar sounded like thunder.

"boom--"

The dull thud of a heavy object falling made the window frames tremble slightly.

Then came Prince Yi's cold voice: "Since my royal brother doesn't trust me, why did you summon me to the palace?"

"I asked you to calm the disaster after the snow, but you just gave up!" Wen Yu's voice was filled with thunderous anger. "The snow disaster in Huangjing has caused hundreds of houses in the south of the city to collapse. What on earth have you been doing?"

outside the temple.

Chief eunuch Pingxi had cold sweat on his forehead. He was hesitating whether he should go in and mediate the fight when he suddenly heard a clear metallic "clang" sound in the hall.

Followed by.

The palace door was pushed open violently.

Wen Yu strode out, his black dragon robe surging like a raging wave.

There was a bloody scar on his left face, running diagonally from the cheekbone to the jaw.

Blood flowed down along the outline and dripped onto the lapels, spreading a dark red.

"Come here! Since Prince Yi has heard that he committed a crime in front of the Emperor, he will be imprisoned in Taihe Palace immediately and is not allowed to enter or leave without my written order!"

Pingxi looked up in horror, and met Wen Yu's cold gaze. He was so frightened that he kowtowed quickly.

"I will call the imperial physician right away!"

In Chengjian Hall, candles were brightly lit.

Shen Qihe hurried over carrying a medicine box. As soon as he stepped into the hall, he smelled a faint scent of medicine.

He calmly lowered his eyes and saluted: "Your Majesty, your humble servant is here to see you."

Wen Yu leaned on the couch, tapping the armrest with his fingertips, his eyes like knives: "Shen Qing came so quickly."

Shen Qihe walked forward slowly and carefully examined the wound in the candlelight.

This sight made his heart tremble slightly.

Although it looks like a knife wound at first glance, the edges of the wound are smooth, as if... it was cut by some thin, hard object.

"how?"

Wen Yu suddenly spoke up, with a hint of danger in his voice, "Shen Qing looked at it so carefully, could it be that he thinks my injury is fake?"

Shen Qihe paused for a moment, then calmly took out the golden medicine: "Your Majesty, you are joking. I am just considering the medicine."

He cleaned the wound gently, but his mind was full of thoughts.

This injury was definitely not caused by a sword.

And Prince Yi would never be stupid enough to assassinate the emperor in front of him.

But why did the emperor perform this act?

"Shen Qing." Wen Yu suddenly leaned forward, his shadow looming over him. "You seem to have been in Chenque Palace for an hour and a half today?"

Shen Qihe did not stop his movements and spoke in a calm tone.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is not feeling well, and Imperial Concubine Xuan is attending to her. I have to take care of both of you, so I was delayed for some time."

"Oh?"

Wen Yu smiled, "I forgot that Shen Qing has a close relationship with the Queen Mother."

Shen Qihe raised his eyes and met those bottomless eyes.

Test.

Or a warning.

He calmly withdrew his gaze and continued to apply medicine: "I am just doing my duty as a doctor."

What an irony.

Shen Qihe sneered in his heart.

The Queen Mother suspected every day that he was a spy planted by the Emperor.

The emperor was also on guard against him everywhere, thinking that he might be a follower of the empress dowager.

The suspicions in the deep palace are even more complicated than the spider webs on the medicine cabinet in the Imperial Hospital.

It was extremely difficult for him to protect himself.

Wen Yu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly chuckled.

"Mr. Shen has excellent medical skills. I am very relieved."

Shen Qihe bowed his head: "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

After the bandage was completed, Wen Yu suddenly asked: "According to Mr. Shen, how many days will it take for my injury to heal?"

Shen Qihe's fingertips trembled slightly, and then he spoke calmly.

"Your Majesty, the dragon is in good health. The scab will heal in three days."

Wen Yu said "hmm" meaningfully and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Shen Qihe bowed and left Chengjian Hall.

The night wind blew by, but it couldn't blow away his doubts.

What is the emperor doubting?

Or maybe this stabbing was a setup?

And... the faint medicinal fragrance on the wound was the wood and grass fragrant golden wound medicine he personally prepared.

The only bottle that was stolen from the Imperial Hospital last month is now in the hands of the man in Canwu Palace.

Shen Qihe looked up towards the northwest corner and suddenly remembered the scene of seeing Song Yuesheng a few days ago.

He raised the corners of his lips.

Also.

It is not surprising that she would do something like stabbing the emperor, as she dared to flirt with him just a few steps away from him.

only……

The emperor had recently returned to ignoring her as before, but tonight he used Prince Yi to cover up the fact that she was injured...

Shen Qihe rubbed his eyebrows.

Mind your own business and you will be worry-free.

**

The rare fact that Prince Yi was put into solitary confinement shocked everyone in the court and made them even more terrified.

They felt that the emperor was so cruel to his own brother, and he would be even more cruel to them.

As a result, the Queen Mother's party also restrained themselves a little.

This gave Wen Yu a rare chance to catch his breath.

The Ministry of Revenue's memorial to survey the land was passed smoothly, the Ministry of Works' money for flood control was no longer delayed, and even the Ministry of War's proposal to replace border guards was passed unanimously at the court meeting.

Apart from……

After Wen Yu finished reviewing the last memorial, he gently put down his red brush on the inkstone.

"did not find?"

His voice was calm, but it made Han Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, my lord."

Han Ming lowered his head even more. "I have checked all the archives of the Ministry of Rites over the years, and the list of guests invited to the Ruixue Banquet that year... is indeed not the Song Mansion."

Wen Yu tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

"With her personality..." The emperor's lips curled up into a smile, "She's not someone who will obey the rules."

"Your Majesty, Imperial Concubine Xuan has arrived."

The eunuch's voice came from outside the door.

Han Ming immediately understood: "I'll go check it out."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already disappeared into the dark room.

The moment the secret door closed, He Yingxue came in with a chill.

Her cheeks were red from the cold, but she smiled brightly: "Wen Yu, I asked the Shangshansi to make some snow pear porridge, which is the best for moistening the lungs..."

Before she finished her words, Wen Yu suddenly pressed down the food box that she was about to open.

"Axue." His voice was colder than his hand, "Palace rules cannot be abolished. Chengjian Hall is not a place you can come to casually."

He Yingxue's eyes instantly turned red.

"But I miss you..." She looked at him with sobs, "This palace is like a golden cage. If you don't come to find me, I will have to come to find you..."

Similar eyebrows.

But it would be hard to see this look on that person's face.

Wen Yu suddenly pinched his eyebrows.

He both hoped it was and hoped it wasn't.

"The ancestral worship ceremony is coming soon." He changed the subject abruptly, "This is your first time attending as a concubine, and I don't want you to make any mistakes."

"I see......"

He Yingxue lowered her head and twirled her sleeves, then suddenly opened her arms and pounced on him.

Wen Yu dodged sideways, his movement so fast that it created a gust of wind.

He Yingxue's pounce was in vain. She staggered and held onto the corner of the table. She looked up in disbelief: "You said I was your wife, can't I even give you a hug?"

"go out."

Wen Yu's voice suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Why?" He Yingxue's modern thinking made her speak without thinking, "Did you let me enter the palace just for show? I've been in the palace for so many days, and you didn't even touch my hand. What kind of imperial concubine am I?"

The air in the hall froze instantly.

Wen Yu’s eyes reminded her of a wolf staring at its prey on the snowy field.

"Axue." He spoke each word with emphasis, "You have overstepped the boundaries."

He Yingxue then realized that she had said something wrong and staggered back two steps.

She forgot that this was not the modern world where equality was the norm, but a deep palace with clear distinctions between superiors and subordinates.

If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Prince Yi is the best example.

No matter how glorious he was in the past, he was still imprisoned in Taihe Palace.

"If..." He Yingxue suppressed her trembling, "If I didn't like you, I wouldn't ask these questions..."

Before she could finish her words, she turned around and rushed out the door as if she was escaping.

Wait!

She must make this high and mighty emperor taste the pain of chasing his wife to the crematorium!

"Miss!"

A cold exclamation came from behind.

He Yingxue then remembered that her maid was still waiting outside. When she turned around in a hurry, her embroidered shoes suddenly stepped on the frozen stone slab.

"what!"

She fell backwards and landed heavily on the snow.

Her hair was scattered, her pearl hairpins fell off, and the cold snow water instantly soaked her luxurious dress.

"Miss!"

Han Su rushed over and helped her up.

However, the first sentence the imperial concubine said was.

"Han Su, where is this place?"