Listening to his even and steady breathing, Shen Dingzhu wanted to push him away cruelly, but when she thought that his body was not fully recovered, she endured it.
When she woke up early the next morning, Xiao Langyan had already left wisely.
She was sitting at the table having breakfast. She was in low spirits, her little face looked sad, and her pretty face showed sleepiness.
When Xiucui saw it, she quickly expressed concern: "Did your Majesty not have a good rest last night? She must have been frightened by that damn Jing Yi. Doctor Cen will come to diagnose her pulse later and ask him to prescribe a dose of tranquilizing medicine."
Shen Dingzhu took two mouthfuls of chicken shredded porridge and said with some resentment: "Has my house been cleaned up? If I move back to sleep, I'm afraid I can sleep more peacefully."
Xiucui nodded and said with a smile: "The servants cleaned up last night, but the emperor said that the empress has gone to bed and will not let the servants disturb her."
While talking, Shen Dingzhu heard Mr. Shi's wailing from outside the door.
"Why is my fine little bamboo couch like Concubine Xiang falling apart?"
Shen Dingzhu looked outside. Two guards were transporting a pile of bamboo away. Mr. Shi was standing around, pacing back and forth, stamping his feet sadly.
"The bamboo couch was in good condition last night, wasn't it?" Shen Dingzhu raised her eyebrows, her watery eyes confused.
Xiucui replied casually: "Yes, but the emperor said this morning that the bamboo couch collapsed last night for some reason, and he asked the guards to move it out of fear of stumbling on people if placed there."
"Your Majesty, you don't have to feel sorry for Mr. Shi. Your Majesty has already bought two new bamboo couches and sent them to Mr. Shi's warehouse."
Shen Dingzhu remembered last night, Xiao Langyan came to her bed in the middle of the night. It turned out that he came because the bamboo couch collapsed and he had no place to sleep?
…
The sky that had been gloomy for two days finally gave out a ray of sunshine, and the whole courtyard was filled with the rustle of snow being swept away. Under the slightly pale sky, Shen Dingzhu's figure wearing a Baoluan pink hibiscus gown looked particularly pretty.
Shen Dingzhu was supported by Xiucui when she came outside the woodshed. She saw the guards inside taking out a roll of blood cloth from time to time, and several bottles of ointment to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis were put inside.
Xiucui was shocked when she saw the blood stains.
"This Jing Yi is really desperate. The emperor sent people to interrogate him several times. He refused to say anything. His hands and feet were restrained, and he kept shaking his head and tearing the wounds on his neck. He was begging for living. Die!"
When Shen Dingzhu heard this, she frowned and her beautiful eyes flashed with waves.
She thought about it and took the initiative to open the door and go in. The guards at the door did not dare to stop her, so Xiucui quickly followed her.
The room was filled with a strong smell of blood. On the temporary bed, Jing Yi's hands and feet were stretched into a large shape and tied with chains.
This is because he is afraid that he will continue to commit suicide.
Now, even his neck was fixed, and the kerchief under the pillow had long been stained black with blood.
When Shen Dingzhu got closer, he saw the wound on his neck made by the sword's edge, and the skin and flesh were slightly turned out.
Just when Doctor Zhang came to apply medicine to him, the extremely painful powder was sprinkled on the wound. Jing Yi had no reaction. For a moment, he struggled for two seconds and shouted in the direction of Shen Dingzhu: "Let me die!"
Shen Dingzhu pursed her lips and said nothing. Doctor Zhang bowed and said to her: "Your Majesty, please go out. This sinner is so crazy that he wants to die. The emperor said that if he still refuses to cooperate with the treatment today, he will give up and give up the treatment." He takes medication.”
How painful it is to bleed to death.
Shen Dingzhu stared: "You guys go out, I'll talk to him."
Xiucui was startled and said hurriedly: "My dear, this is absolutely not possible. He knows martial arts."
"Don't worry, his hands and feet are restrained. Just wait for me outside."
After Shen Dingzhu explained this, Xiu Cui hesitated again and again and retreated to the door with the guards, but did not close the door. He was ready to come at any time to prevent Jing Yi from hurting anyone.
Jing Yi's tiger eyes glowed gloomily, and he looked at Shen Dingzhu as he approached with an expressionless face.
"I am the one who wants to kill you, and I won't say anything else. Queen, please don't waste your efforts. What's the use of saving a person like me?"
Shen Dingzhu listened to his words with an indifferent expression on her beautiful eyes. She held her back and slowly sat down in the armchair next to her.
"Jing Yi, you are loyal to your country. I have nothing to criticize. I am here today not to persuade you not to die, but to ask you something clearly."
Jing Yi stared at her, waiting for the next chapter.
Rays of light were shining in the air, dust was flying up and down, and Shen Dingzhu happened to be sitting in one of the few light beams. She had fair skin, extremely beautiful appearance, and dark and bright eyes.
Just sitting there, it feels beautiful and peaceful.
Shen Dingzhu's voice was slow, not like a stranger, but gentle like a friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"You can die, but you have to think clearly about who you are dying for. If it is for Wei Wan and you conceal your sins by yourself, do you think she will have a good ending in the end? She will only be more miserable than you. You must know it in your heart."
"But if you are alive and planning instead of accompanying Wei Wan to act on his own initiative, the real master behind you - the Regent, may not lose. Jing Yi, you should understand what I mean, and you should also remember you. What you came for."
Shen Dingzhu's tone was not high, but Jing Yi heard every word clearly.
He stared at Shen Dingzhu with his gray tiger eyes: "Why are you telling me this, and what is your purpose in persuading me?"
Shen Dingzhu smiled. At that moment, youth bloomed, like spring peaches, and warm water rippled through the frozen river.
She approached Jing Yi with a calm face, her voice was soft and soft, but her beautiful eyes contained countless thoughts.
"I just think you are a pitiful person. When you forced me to leave, how different was my mood from yours today?"
As Shen Dingzhu spoke, he took out a wishful knot from his sleeve and placed it on his heart.
"This is a tradition in our Dajin. During the New Year, relatives and friends will give each other gifts to symbolize good luck in the coming year. This is for you."
"Take it away, I don't accept free kindness." Jing Yi refused coldly.
Shen Dingzhu pursed her lips, her cheeks were pink and dewy, beautiful but not demonic, and exuding tranquility.
"I have read many books before, including books about your Chang Liu Kingdom. I also had a pen pal. Although I don't know who it is, I learned an allusion from him."
"Your name, Jingyi, comes from a legend in the Changliu Kingdom. It was originally the name of a righteous god on the eighth day of the first lunar month. I think you were probably born on that day, so you were called this name. Today happens to be the eighth day of the first lunar month. Just think of it as a birthday gift from me. As for whether you want to die or not, it actually has nothing to do with me."
This is not a lie, but many years ago, when she was still the daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace, she participated in a poetry meeting anonymously and became a pen pal.
They corresponded for just half a month, and then the contact was hastily ended because the pen pal was leaving Jin and returning to Changliu.
To this day, Shen Dingzhu doesn't know who that person is, and he doesn't think it's important anymore.
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. Xiucui, who was guarding the door, felt relieved and quickly supported Shen Dingzhu.
"Mother, what do you care about a weirdo like him who wants to die? I want you to tell me that if he wants to assassinate you, there will be a second time. You should listen to the emperor and put him to death in Lingchi..."
The voices of the master and servant were getting farther and farther away.
Jing Yi's astonished eyes stared out the door. Shen Dingzhu followed the halo and disappeared. It was not until the guards closed the woodshed door that her back was completely invisible.
When Dr. Cen was applying moxibustion to Xiao Langyan's legs, Wei Wan stood not far away, with his head lowered, looking attentively serving him.
Usually it was Jing Yi who brought the medicine, but since Jing Yi was convicted, Wei Wan once again stood in the position of the royal medical woman.
At this moment, Doctor Zhang came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the sinner Jing Yi is suddenly willing to take medicine. I will come to ask what you mean."
If the emperor is willing to save him, then he must be spared, and the imperial doctor will naturally treat him well.
Xiao Langyan opened his thin eyes. He still had no reaction, but Wei Wan beside him clenched his hands nervously.
Jing Yi has always been loyal, he should know that only his death can break this dilemma for her!
Why did he change his mind again? !
Wei Wan panicked.
