Chapter 145 Be More Gentle
After entering Cuiwei Pavilion, Zheng Baolin's personal maid Qian'er welcomed Jiang Yingli in.
"Greetings, Concubine Yu." Qian'er's eyelids were still red and swollen. "Thank you, Concubine Yu, for coming to visit my young mistress at such a late hour."
Qiuxia helped Qian'er up.
As Jiang Yingli walked in, she asked, "Your young master was fine this morning, how come she suddenly fell ill and is bedridden? What did the imperial physician say?"
Qian'er knew the hidden story behind it, but she only said what her mistress instructed.
"In reply to Concubine Yu, my young lady has always been very weak. She developed a high fever after returning to the palace this afternoon. The imperial physician couldn't diagnose anything, only calling it an emergency. Fortunately, her life was saved, but from now on... she will have to stay in bed to recuperate."
Jiang Yingli's heart ached when she heard this: "A few hours ago, she was still talking and laughing in front of me, so lively and energetic."
As they spoke, Jiang Yingli had already entered the room. The air was thick with the pervasive, bitter smell of medicine.
Before she got close, Jiang Yingli heard a weak cough coming from the bed curtains.
"Ahem... Madam, please just stand there and don't come any closer. If I pass on the disease to you, I will be guilty of a grave sin."
Jiang Yingli originally wanted to say, just take a look, it's okay, but when she thought of His Majesty outside, she stopped.
"Your voice is very hoarse. Does it bother you?"
"It's alright, my lady. I can handle it."
"You must take your medicine and take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just let Qian'er come to me."
The atmosphere in the palace has been rectified, and the phenomenon of flattering the powerful and bullying the weak is not as serious as before. However, Zheng Baolin is so ill that those in the Imperial Household Department who are used to taking advantage of others may embezzle her things. She has to keep a close eye on her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zheng Lan'er coughed twice again.
She looked at Jiang Yingli's figure outside the tent, and tears silently flowed from the corners of her eyes.
When she drank the bowl of medicine, she thought she would not be able to hear the title Jiang Yingli chose for her.
But His Majesty still left her a glimmer of hope.
Such a cruel woman died because His Majesty wanted to protect Jiang Yingli.
Your Majesty had long seen through her hypocrisy and inferiority complex. Inferiority complex can blur a person's love and hate, and drive them to do crazy things.
In His Majesty's eyes, she might put the knife to Jiang Yingli's neck at any time.
But she was able to survive in the end because His Majesty took Jiang Yingli into consideration.
Her life and death depended so easily on Jiang Yingli, perhaps she should hate it.
But how could she hate him?
All the warmth she felt in this nine-story palace came from Jiang Yingli.
What's more, if she hadn't saved her from hanging herself, she would have died quietly and her death would be worse than dust.
"Sister, why aren't you talking?" Jiang Yingli couldn't hear any movement inside the tent and felt a little flustered.
"I am fine. I just took some medicine and feel very tired and exhausted."
Jiang Yingli said after hearing this: "Then you should have a good rest."
There was no response from inside the tent, so Jiang Yingli turned around and was about to leave. Just after taking two steps, she heard the hoarse voice again.
"elder sister."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Jiang Yingli paused.
Zheng Baolin couldn't say what was wrong, she just wanted to call her sister again.
"No matter which title my sister chooses for me, I like it."
Jiang Yingli nodded and smiled: "Okay, I understand."
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When Jiang Yingli left the palace, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the tent and the tent roof parked outside the palace gate.
Jiang Yingli hurried over, "Your Majesty!"
Xiao Chenglan saw her coming out, but he didn't move, waiting for her to run over and throw herself into his arms.
Jiang Yingli held his hand and put it under her fur collar, then touched his face.
Xiao Chenglan stared at her without blinking. "Now that you've seen it, are you relieved?"
Jiang Yingli hesitated: "She is very ill..."
"This has nothing to do with you." Xiao Chenglan said, "The Imperial Medical Bureau is looking at so many doctors, and treating patients is their job. Doctor Zhang said that she is seriously ill and needs to rest. Don't disturb her recovery in the future."
Jiang Yingli nodded, "Alright then, I'll listen to Doctor Zhang."
Xiao Chenglan corrected him, "I obey your majesty."
"Okay, I'll listen to your majesty."
Xiao Chenglan finally smiled and took Jiang Yingli into his arms.
Su Qingrong is dead, Song Wanyan is under house arrest, Chen Zhuxin has passed away, and Zheng Lan'er is bedridden...
there is none left.
The rest are not worth mentioning.
"Are you happy that Su Qingrong is dead?" Xiao Chenglan asked tentatively.
Jiang Yingli didn't react much. Su Qingrong's death only brought her a sense of peace and tranquility. She said casually:
"I'm not that happy, because I never took her to heart. She's not worth mentioning. Compared to her death, I'm happier that the Su family has fallen and your majesty's power has become even greater."
The faint smile on Xiao Chenglan's face gradually turned into joy. He silently kissed Jiang Yingli's hair, and his drooping eyelashes concealed the paranoia deep in his eyes.
Yes, that’s right. Don’t share even a little bit of extra emotion with others.
Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness can only come from him.
Jiang Yingli noticed that the kiss on her temple was getting hotter and hotter, even brushing her cheek and moving to the corner of her lips.
She quickly pushed him away: "Your Majesty, please don't kiss me. You will pass on your illness to Your Majesty. What will happen if Your Majesty falls ill?"
The excuse Xiao Chenglan had just made up to play the victim backfired.
His lips paused for a second, then moved over hers.
Jiang Yingli didn't let him do what he wanted this time, and kept pushing Xiao Chenglan's shoulders away.
"No kiss... mmmmm..."
During the interval, Jiang Yingli heard him say——
"But I really need to be close to you right now."
Jiang Yingli's body softened instantly.
Your Majesty is really breaking the rules.
It was obvious that His Majesty had been invading forcefully, and her struggles were ineffective and easily suppressed, but His Majesty still spoke in an almost pleading tone.
It was as if she would be committing a grave sin if she didn't give him the kiss. In fact, she could hardly breathe.
Jiang Yingli responded with all her strength until she lifted and shook it.
Jiang Yingli's face flushed red, "Too loud, Your Majesty, could you be more polite..."
"For someone who can serve in the emperor's presence, he must have heard all sorts of things." Xiao Chenglan didn't care.
Jiang Yingli hesitated, and seeing her like this, Xiao Chenglan bit her cheek lightly.
"Okay, let's go back and kiss again."
These words made Jiang Yingli's heart pound all the way.
As soon as they stopped at the gate of Zhaohua Palace, Xiao Chenglan picked her up horizontally and walked into the palace in two steps.
Lian Qiao was very tactful and asked everyone in the hall to leave.
On a cold snowy night, the temperature in the hall continued to rise.
For some reason, His Majesty was particularly keen on kissing tonight, and Jiang Yingli was a little confused.
"When did your Majesty become so tolerant..." She asked her doubts while taking a breath.
Xiao Chenglan didn't say anything and continued to kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yingli's eyes were already filled with tears. She looked at Xiao Chenglan with tears in her eyes and cried:
"Your Majesty, my mouth is numb. I want something else. Wuwuwu..."
Xiao Chenglan rubbed her rosy, watery lips with his fingertips, and spoke slowly with pleasure: "Didn't you eat a full meal last night? Why are you so greedy today?"
"It's all His Majesty's fault, it's all His Majesty's fault... wuwuwu
"Okay, it's all your Majesty's fault." Xiao Chenglan curled his lips into a smile, lifted her soft waist and pressed it against him.
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