Zhu Sanniang felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
She closed her eyes, inexplicably anticipating something. But the kiss was fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water, barely touching her lips before leaving.
"You get some rest. I have some things to take care of, I'll be right back," Zhao Yi said softly as he tucked her in with a light blanket.
"Mmm." Zhu San Niang's voice was barely audible as she covered her head completely with the blanket.
A soft laugh escaped Zhao Yi's lips, and then a long, slender hand reached under the covers and gently squeezed Zhu San Niang's hand.
Then she heard the other person laugh unabashedly, "Don't keep yourself bottled up."
It felt as if the charcoal pan in the room hadn't been removed yet, and her face burned even hotter.
When the man's footsteps completely disappeared and the woman's light footsteps echoed in the room again, Zhu San Niang slowly opened her eyes.
"Lord Zhu, you're awake," a pretty young maid said softly.
"Where is Dongling? And who are you? Why do you call me 'Lord Zhu'? Aren't I already married? How can a woman become an official?"
Zhu San Niang's series of questions puzzled the maid standing in front of her.
“Reporting to Lord Zhu, my name is Xuancao. I was sent by Aunt Fenghong to serve you.” Xuancao stepped forward, bent down and gently wiped the fine sweat from Zhu Sanniang’s forehead with a handkerchief, then straightened up and continued to explain, “My lord, you are the Imperial Phoenix Guard by the side of the Empress of Yun Dynasty, and also the Grand Master of Ceremonies.”
"Empress? I'm from the Great Xuan Dynasty, how could I be an official in the Yun Dynasty?" Zhu Sanniang sat up, holding her head. "I don't remember anything."
"Last night, when you and Young Master Zhao were enjoying the lanterns, you encountered an assassin. You were seriously injured while trying to save Young Master Zhao."
Before Xuan Cao could finish speaking, Zhu San Niang immediately grimaced and lay back down.
I can't move; any movement causes excruciating pain.
"What is my husband's position? I am currently in Yunchao?" she asked again.
Xuancao shook her head and replied evasively, "Lord Zhu, you are in the Princess's residence in Daxuan."
"What is all this nonsense?" Zhu San Niang felt her mind was a complete mess. "Xuan Cao, call Dong Ling here."
"Reporting to Lord Zhu, there is no woman named Dongling in our Princess's residence. Perhaps your memory is playing tricks on you. Please rest well, and your memory will gradually return."
Seeing Xuancao's evasive words, Zhu Sanniang understood seven or eight parts of the situation. Xuancao was definitely hiding something from her, but she had amnesia and couldn't remember what it was.
Although Zhu San Niang couldn't remember her past, her mind wasn't damaged, and she could discover many clues with careful thought.
She lay in the hospital bed, unable to move, her mind blank. But she had a feeling that something was very wrong with her injury, as if there was some kind of conspiracy.
Moreover, since he was the imperial guard of the Empress of Yun Dynasty, why would he be recuperating in the princess's residence in Da Xuan?
For an official's wife to recuperate at the princess's residence is an immense honor! From this, we can infer that her husband must hold a very high official position.
Thinking of this, Zhu Sanniang decided that she must ask her husband about these things after she saw him.
However, she stared at the doorway, eagerly waiting all day, but did not see Zhao Yi's shadow.
Cuiwei Palace, Hanfeng Hall.
Zhao Zhi lay on the couch wearing a light gauze dress, with a plate of peeled, translucent grapes beside her.
"Your Majesty, I heard that Lord Shen has already found out who the man in black was who assassinated the Emperor of Da Xuan and Lord Zhu that day?" Yun Zhang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, said a few words and then breathed heavily.
She looks like a sickly beauty.
Zhao Zhi pinched a grape and put it in her mouth, about to take a bite, when she suddenly remembered something, put the grape down, stared intently at Yun Zhang, and slowly said, "The Imperial Nobleman has just recovered from a serious illness and should rest well."
"Your Majesty, why do I feel that your words have a hidden meaning?" Yun Zhang placed the freshly peeled grapes in his hand on the plate, and then slowly stood up.
When the maid holding the copper basin saw him stand up, she hurried over to serve him.
Yun Zhang washed his hands with the water in the copper basin, carefully wiped them clean with a cotton towel, then lifted his clothes and knelt down with a thud.
The sound was quite loud, and the person was kneeling very firmly.
But what kind of operation is this?
Zhao Zhi was confused.
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