As soon as Zhao Rao and the others left, Zhao Yong walked in from the door. His handsome face had a faint smile. "Do you really want to know what I did in the Jin Kingdom?"
When Lu Wushuang saw Zhao Yong, her face suddenly turned pale. "Your Majesty, when did you come? Why didn't anyone tell me …"
Zhao Yong stood up with her hand and walked into the bedroom with her. He sat down on the big kang and let Lu Wushuang sit next to him. "My beloved concubine, you have worked hard to set up a banquet here tonight."
"It's not hard at all!" Lu Wushuang's voice still sounded a little stiff. "Just now, the First Princess came with Princess Ning. Did Your Majesty see it?"
"Yes, otherwise, how would I know that my beloved concubine was so concerned about my whereabouts?" Zhao Yong said with a smile, but his voice was like ice, piercing people's cheeks.
Lu Wushuang's face turned green and white. "Your Majesty, I did not think that way. I was just afraid that you … forgot about me!"
Zhao Yong gently pinched Lu Wushuang's chin. "I see. I thought you had forgotten my words. In my harem, you'd better not stretch your hand too far. Otherwise, it would be a pity if your hand was cut off!"
"Yes, I know!" Lu Wushuang said with a trembling voice.
"Did I scare you?" Zhao Yong touched her face and pushed her to the big kang. Ignoring the palace maids next to her, he lifted Lu Wushuang's skirt and began to move.
The palace maids in the room blushed and filed out.
Lu Wushuang endured the pain. She did not dare to cry out. This was the first time Zhao Yong pampered her since he came back. For her days in the palace, she must serve him well!
After Zhao Yong vented, he lay lazily on the kang. This time, he did not torture Lu Wushuang. He only wanted to do it once and let her clean up.
Duanmu Xiu asked him to restrain himself as much as possible. Now, as long as he could restrain himself, he would only do it once. He was afraid that too many times would hurt his body.
Lu Wushuang came out from behind the screen after washing up. She sat down next to Zhao Yong and handed him a cup of tea. "Your Majesty, when you were in the Jin Kingdom, did you see my sister?"
"Who?" Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows slightly. "Lu Yaoyao?"
"Yes, I remember that many people were shocked when they saw her," Lu Wushuang said.
Zhao Yong looked at Lu Wushuang with a faint smile. "My beloved concubine, do you really want me to like Lu Yaoyao? Even if I like her, can I still take her to Qi?"
Lu Wushuang's smile froze. "I didn't think so!"
"We have a few questions to ask you!" Zhao Yong recalled that Lu Yaoyao's whereabouts were unknown, and whether she was alive or dead, his mood inexplicably turned sour.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Lu Wushuang asked cautiously.
Zhao Yong frowned and asked, "Who taught Lu Yaoyao's medical skills?"
Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment. Why did he ask such a question? "I don't know. Lu Yaoyao lived at the border since she was a child. I think she learned medicine from Third Aunt. Later, when she came to the capital, she entered the medical center. I heard that … she even worshipped Huang Fuchen as her master."
"Who did you say is her master?" Zhao Yong's expression was cold, thinking that he had heard wrong.
"Huang Fuchen …" Lu Wushuang said. Now that she thought about it, Lu Yaoyao's fate seemed to be blessed by the heavens. She was just a wild girl, but he accepted her as a student. She obviously knew nothing, but she entered the medical center and later became Huang Fuchen's disciple. It seemed that everyone liked her. What was so good about her?
Zhao Yong chuckled. It turned out that she was Huang Fuchen's disciple. No wonder her medical skills were so good!
"Your Majesty, why do you suddenly ask this?" Lu Wushuang asked tentatively.
"Curious." Zhao Yong did not intend to tell Lu Wushuang about Lu Yaoyao's difficult labor. He knew that Lu Wushuang would definitely show a proud look. He did not think that Lu Yaoyao would die like this. Maybe it was that cunning girl who lied to him.
Lu Wushuang wanted to ask him who he met in the capital, but she knew that Zhao Yong would certainly not want her to ask. "Your Majesty, that Princess Ning … is her mother really gone?"
Zhao Yong glanced at her. "Lady Liu served me in the capital. My beloved, you are too nosy."
"I dare not!" Lu Wushuang hurriedly knelt down.
"When I was not in the palace, did Wen 'er come to see you?" Zhao Yong asked faintly.
Lu Wushuang said, "The First Princess seems to have gone out of the palace. I haven't seen her for days."
"Is that so?" Zhao Yong's mouth floated a slight smile, thoughtfully thinking about something.
… …
… …
The storm was coming, and the sails were swaying from side to side. Ye Yiqing ordered the ship to speed up to avoid the strong wind and heavy rain.
Ye Zhen was driven back to her room. She could not be exposed to the wind during her confinement. She could only watch the white waves rolling outside by the window. This was life at sea. The weather was ever-changing. If one was not familiar with the methods of survival at sea, it would be difficult to live long.
She sorted out the herbs she took out from the space. It was not convenient to boil medicine on the ship every day. The sea was too salty, and she had to save fresh water. Therefore, she planned to use spirit spring water to make pills so that Zhao Yang could take them easily.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Hong Ling came in from the outside with a meal. Seeing Ye Zhen, she asked in confusion.
Ye Zhen smiled. "Nothing, I'm making some pills for my lady."
Hong Ling said, "Your Highness, you are still in confinement. You need to rest more."
"Why do I not feel like a person who has just given birth?" Ye Zhen smiled and shook her head. "Are the two children awake?"
"The little princess was just urinated on and woke up crying. The nanny changed her diaper and now she is asleep again." Hong Ling said.
Ye Zhen laughed. "When they wake up later, bring them over."
"Yes, Your Highness." Hong Ling nodded with a smile. "Then you should eat first. If the master knows that you are not lying down to rest, he will definitely scold you again."
"I don't know what the capital is like now." Ye Zhen came over and sat down. Looking at the meal on the table, she suddenly thought of Mo Rongzhan. "He should know that I am still alive."
What if Mo Rongzhan thought she was dead and really set up another empress?
If so, when she went back, she would not let him go.
"Maybe the Princess of the Qi Kingdom has already married into the Jin Kingdom," Hong Ling said as she curled her lips. When she thought of the Princess of the Qi Kingdom, she was filled with anger. If it wasn't for this princess, the Empress would not have suffered so much for nothing.
Ye Zhen did not think that Mo Rongzhan would marry the Princess of Qi. He must have other plans.
What she hoped most was that when she went back, Zhao Yong had died of exhaustion. How much trouble would be saved?
Zhao Yong must have known that her medicine would not last for a month. His illness was not so easy to cure. It all depended on his luck to find a divine doctor.
(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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