Yan Fuguang strode forward, held the hand of Lu Qing who was stunned, and asked Liang Fei, who was looking surprised at the side, in a deep voice: "How is Jiang Feng?"
Liang Fei spoke quickly: "We have some idea of the antidote, but the emperor will come to the palace soon. How are you going to deal with it? The queen had sent someone to test it before, but Concubine Wei blocked her way.
"Father, he will come when he comes, there is no need to cover up."
Anyway, he never said that he was injured and poisoned. When Emperor Xihe asked, he would just pretend to be surprised.
Lu Qing kept glancing at Yan Fuguang's left arm. After he and Liang Fei spoke, she asked, "Are you injured? Is it serious?"
Yan Fuguang squeezed her fingers tightly and immediately released them: "It's okay. Come with me to take a bath first. Father will be here soon."
Lu Qing nodded obediently and followed him to the open-air hot spring at Hemingyuan.
Time was tight, and Yan Fuguang didn't have any bad intentions.
He was sitting in the pool, and Lu Qing knelt behind him and wiped his back.
What came into view were many new scars, and Lu Qing said softly: "You have suffered a lot of injuries."
He said a faint "hmm" and asked again: "Are you afraid?"
Lu Qing shook his head and remembered that he couldn't see, "I'm not afraid."
The scar is proof that he protected his family and country. As a member of his protected family, Lu Qing is grateful and admired.
Yan Fuguang seemed to laugh.
Yan Fuguang rushed back to the capital in a few days because he was considering Jiang Feng's injury.
He quickly took a shower and changed clothes, then called the doctors in the palace to ask about the situation: "How is the progress of the antidote? The palace does not provide for idlers. It has to do things after getting paid. If Commander Jiang cannot detoxify the poison, he will bear the consequences."
When the call was over, Yan Fuguang sent everyone away with a wave of his hand to continue researching the antidote.
Emperor Xihe was welcomed into the room by Fang Jinbao, and the sad expression on his face cracked when he saw Yan Fuguang sitting happily.
"Fuguang?" Emperor Xihe opened his eyes in disbelief, stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Fuguang's arm, confirming again and again that the person in front of him was a living person.
"Father?" Yan Fuguang seemed to know nothing. He stood up and saluted, and then said, "My son has just returned home, why are you here?"
"...just returned home? Who came back a few days ago?"
"The incident happened suddenly. As soon as Erchen led the army out of the northern border, he was ambushed by masked men. Commander Jiang was injured while trying to save Erchen. Therefore, Erchen specially sent a team of people to send him back to the palace for treatment. Erchen quickly I hurried slowly and finally got back."
"Ambush? Jiang Feng saved you?" Emperor Xihe seemed to have difficulty connecting everything. He asked, "Then why did you let Jiang Feng pretend to be you?"
Yan Fuguang let out a long sigh and slumped his shoulders slightly, "Because I realized that those people were coming for me, and I was afraid that more than one of those people would ambush me on the way, so I had no choice but to make this move."
Emperor Xihe's eyes were complicated. He patted Yan Fuguang's shoulder heavily: "Fuguang, fortunately you are back. My father will find the person behind this for you and give you justice."
Yan Fuguang responded calmly: "My son, I believe in my father."
Emperor Xihe then thought: "Then don't announce the real situation first and continue to act."
Yan Fuguang nodded reluctantly: "Listen to your father's arrangement."
Emperor Xihe came out of Prince Jin's Mansion uncomfortably and got on the carriage back to the palace.
He always thought that everything was just a small fight, but he didn't expect that some people were so vicious that they would ambush Yan Fuguang on the way back to Beijing and threaten Yan Fuguang's life.
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If there is no pressure, there will be no motivation. None of the palace doctors are vegetarians. Yan Fuguang spoke up and developed the antidote that night.
Dr. Jiang has seen this kind of poison before, so she greatly shortened the time and cost.
After giving Jiang Feng the antidote, Yan Fuguang was finally able to relax temporarily.
Luqing returned to Jinxiyuan after dark. Brother Lan couldn't see her and wanted to make trouble. Yan Fuguang didn't want more people to know that he was back for the time being, so the majestic King Jin had no choice but to sneak over the wall in the dark. Enter Jinxiyuan.
Brother Lan finally fell asleep. Lu Qing was very tired from coaxing him. Just when he was about to change into a comfortable position and fall asleep, he found that the bed curtain had been lifted open.
Lu Qing covered her mouth and whispered: "Why are you here? Have you been discovered?"
She sat up and wanted to get out of bed, but Yan Fuguang held her down silently, then pushed her in, squeezing the edge of the bed and lying on it.
Lu Qing was afraid that he would mess up, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Lan is here..."
"What's wrong with Brother Lan here?" Yan Fuguang teased her deliberately.
Lu Qing didn't hear it and put her hand on his chest stupidly: "Your arm is still injured, you can't do it today, and Brother Lan is still here..."
Yan Fuguang asked seriously: "Brother Lan can lie down, but I can't? Is this the rule in Concubine Wei's courtyard?"
Lu Qing paused and flexed his fingers. He wanted to pinch it but didn't dare: "...Yes, you are the one who follows the rules in the house. I am wrong..."
Yan Fuguang bent his right arm and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his eyes to see her red lips opening and closing. He didn't hear anything, he just wanted to be close to her.
Lu Qing's next breath was plundered by him gently and domineeringly.
After a while, Yan Fuguang stopped restrainedly and put his lips to her ear: "Brother Lan will go back to the east wing to sleep tomorrow."
Lu Qing hid in his arms in shame, her ears turning completely red.
In the dead of night, Brother Lan was snoring, purring like a kitten.
Yan Fuguang had not experienced such a peaceful time for a long time, and everything around him seemed to have become gentle and comfortable.
"Have you, mother and son, been bullied?"
Lu Qing almost fell asleep, but woke up instantly when she heard these words.
She pursed her lips and picked up some innocuous little things to complain: "The snacks that the Crown Princess gave to Brother Lan were shared by Concubine Guan. She had a bad stomach and suspected that I had drugged her. The Emperor demoted her to I'm serving my concubine..."
Yan Fuguang was disgusted: "Whose family does she come from? How can she be so virtuous?"
Slender fingers tapped Yan Fuguang's chest: "You think about it yourself, I don't know."
Yan Fuguang noticed her little temper. Not only was he not angry, but he felt fresh about it and said again: "I really don't remember."
Lu Qing looked up at him with resentful eyes.
Yan Fuguang couldn't bear it. If he continued to watch like this, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't make some noise and wake up Brother Lan.
His broad palms covered her sparkling eyes, and Yan Fuguang said softly: "Just surrender, don't care about her."
Lu Qing leaned against him softly: "Well, I will listen to you."
Yan Fuguang felt that the fire in his body was getting stronger and stronger. He did not let go and said in a hoarse voice: "Go to sleep first."
Lu Qing was already sleepy. She yawned delicately and responded softly: "Well, you can go to sleep too. Brother Lan will definitely be very happy to see you tomorrow."
After saying that, she wanted to leave Yan Fuguang's arms, but Yan Fuguang bent his hand and hugged her back.
"Just sleep like this."
"You are injured..."
"The injury is not here."
In the past few months, Yan Fuguang had barely thought of Lu Qing, but the moment he hugged her, the vines called missing grew rapidly, making him just want to hold her in his arms.
