As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu Sijia's heart rose to her throat, her limbs became cold and stiff, and they were stuck on Yan Xiu's body, unable to move even half an inch.
"Concubine...what did you say?" Zhu Sijia did not let go of him, and she did not dare to look at him.
Yan Xiu replied: "You kept begging for help in your sleep."
Zhu Sijia held her breath: "I have a nightmare. I have disturbed Your Majesty. I deserve to die."
He didn't point out the rest directly, so it seemed like she didn't say anything she shouldn't have said.
Is this considered an escape? I wish Scarlett could relax her limbs.
Yan Xiu asked curiously: "What did you dream about? Tell me."
Zhu Sijia calmly lied: "I dreamed that Your Majesty took me hunting together, but I got separated from Your Majesty and was captured by a monster with long hair. It also said that Your Majesty would come and change it." My concubine’s fate.”
Speaking of this, Zhu Sijia squeezed out two tears and slid down her delicate porcelain skin, dripping onto the back of Yan Xiu's hand, burning his heart.
He had never felt like this before, but suddenly he felt that this scene seemed familiar.
Yan Xiu hugged Sijia tightly and said, "It's just a dream, I'm here."
Zhu Sijia sniffed gently and raised a pair of wet almond eyes to look at him:
"Your Majesty is protected by a real dragon and blessed by the Emperor's Star. Naturally, I believe that your Majesty can protect me. But - why didn't your Majesty go out hunting as usual today?"
After the false alarm, all she cared about now was what happened last night.
Recalling what happened last night, the muscles in Yan Xiu's forehead twitched: "I thought the celebration banquet was going to be safe and sound, but who would have thought that halfway through, the tent in Prince Yan's Mansion actually burned down."
It was simply a huge misfortune that on such a day when the whole country was celebrating, such a big trouble could happen under his nose.
Can he not be tired?
Zhu Sijia's face was full of worry: "Did anyone get hurt?"
Yan Xiu shook his head and prepared to stand up: "No, Uncle Chiayi discovered the fire before it spread to other tents. However, Princess Yan and Zhu Siyi lost their place to stay and refused to make do with others, so they returned home overnight."
"Without them, maybe you can have more fun during this autumn hunt."
"Don't worry about your mother. I assigned the Dragon Guard to return to Prince Yan's Mansion to protect her secretly."
I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.
I wish Scarlett a fleeting touch.
Zhu Siyi was actually not burned to death, and was even unscathed. Even if she was burned completely or her face was completely destroyed, it would be better than now.
I wish Scarlett had some regrets.
During this period of time, Zhu Siyi claimed that she was ill and did not go out because she did not want others to see her beaten mouth. But who would have expected that Zhu Siyi would attend the celebration banquet last night after a long time.
This time I couldn't burn her to death or kill her. It would only be more difficult to kill her next time...
But sooner or later she will die by her own hands.
He will die bit by bit and tortured like in his previous life.
Zhu Sijia withdrew the resentment in her eyes and asked, "Has your Majesty tracked down the person who maliciously set the fire?"
"No, the fire came out of nowhere. Even the dragon guards couldn't find any traces. I have executed all the people guarding the camp." Yan Xiu put on his coat and slowly slid his fingertips over Zhu Sijia's bruised body. , "Thank you for sharing my worries during this polo match."
Share worries?
Presumably what he was talking about was Zhu Sijia delivering medicine to Ren Huai. If Ren Huai didn't play, with Zhu Yuancun alone, no matter how amazing his polo skills were, he would still be unable to defeat the four players with both fists. hand.
Unexpectedly, Ren Huai spoke so quickly and told Yan Xiu the matter without any concealment. He was really not afraid that others would suspect the two of them.
After all, there has been a long-standing grudge between Zhu Siyi and Zhu Sijia, and she didn't show up last night, so it's hard not to think about it.
I don’t know what method he used when setting the fire to make hundreds of dragon guards helpless, but in short, this matter can be regarded as a turning point.
The last feast of the autumn hunt is the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet seven days later.
This Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet was the trigger for the Battle of Beiliang. Having learned from the past, Yan Xiu ordered people to strengthen patrols and take full precautions against fires.
At this point, if the person who set the fire wants to succeed, he may have to work hard again.
Yan Xiu covered Zhu Sijia with the quilt and put a small medicine bottle into her hand: "I have something to deal with."
"If you feel unwell, apply this."
Zhu Sijia squeezed the small medicine bottle, buried her face in the brocade quilt and lowered her voice: "I send you to your majesty."
Yan Xiu was not a lusty person, and the few times he had been intimate with Zhu Sijia had already made the two of them more familiar. Seeing that Zhu Sijia was still as shy as his youngest daughter Jia Hanchun, his throat felt dry again.
No, you cannot be a foolish king.
Even though he knew she couldn't see him, Yan Xiu still smiled at the bulging brocade quilt and walked out of the tent.
After Yan Xiu left for a while, Zhu Sijia got up.
Aunt Zhong led a group of palace maids to bring hot water for her to wash herself. When she sat in front of the bronze mirror, she intuitively saw the marks on herself that spread from the side of her neck to her collarbone——
According to Yan Xiu's birth date, it seems that he is really a dog?
No wonder he loves to bite so much.
"Aunt Zhong, give me a new one with a collar as high as possible today."
Zhu Sijia carefully applied the medicine to herself in front of the bronze mirror. The medicine melted immediately after being applied to the wound. When applied to the wound, it was like being in an ice cave for an instant, greatly relieving the pain. She wished she could soak in the medicine inside and out.
Aunt Zhong helped her choose clothes and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty really loves beauties. Although this old slave is not as qualified as Aunt Duan, I have watched your Majesty grow up. Over the years, your Majesty has kept a clean life and has never indulged in women. All his thoughts are focused on important matters of home and country."
"But since he got the beauty, the smile on his face is a bit more than before, and even the words are the same. If he continues this trend... In less than half a year, the beauty will probably spread his wings for His Majesty!"
Now Yan Xiu gave her full responsibility for taking care of Zhu Sijia's food and daily life, and Zhu Sijia was Yan Xiu's first woman, and she was born into a noble family. If she gave birth to a dragon son for Yan Xiu, she might be able to ascend to the phoenix position one day.
Those of them who serve Zhu Sijia will naturally benefit from it.
Spreading branches and leaves?
When Zhu Sijia heard these four words, she subconsciously touched her belly.
She knew her own body very well. Even in her previous life, she did not need the bowl of medicine that Yan Xing painstakingly prepared. She also had a difficult constitution.
The cold wind that had been blowing in the north for so many years had already chilled her to the bone.
But if you really want to gain a foothold in the harem, you have to rely on a mother to be as valuable as her son.
Zhu Sijia tightened her clothes and said sadly, "I hope so."
…
Good weather is rare.
Zhu Sijia walked outside the camp tent that was burned to ashes. When she looked up, she found a dozen corpses hanging on the flagpole of Prince Yan's Mansion.
Unlike the group of people who were skinned and cramped last time, this group of people were hanged alive.
She looked coldly at the corpses of the two powerful nuns beside Princess Yan, without any hesitation.
