Chapter 2273 Xue Yun's hands are a little hot
I felt that her complexion was different.
Nan Yan asked, "Did...what happened to you?"
Ran Xiaoyu's face couldn't help but heat up, but she immediately said: "Nothing happened. I just met him. My lady, where are you focusing your attention?"
Hearing her complain like this, Nan Yan suddenly came to her senses.
By the way, Xu Shifeng!
Ran Xiaoyu actually met Xu Shifeng outside the jade shop!
She immediately became alert and asked, "You met him. What was he doing here? Was he going to ask about the Goddess of Childbirth? Or was he following you?"
Ran Xiaoyu frowned slightly and said, "He, he is not."
"Um."
"He was just going to get a book from a bookstore called 'Ya Yi Zhai' across from the jade shop for his elder brother, Xu Shizong."
"Xu Shizong? Going to the bookstore to get a book?"
Nan Yan's brows knitted together as well, and she asked, "Is this his prince?"
Ran Xiaoyu said, "I suspected the same thing. It just so happened that the set of books he was holding fell to the ground and got dirty. He said that his elder brother usually cherishes books the most, and he couldn't give him the dirty books. So, he took me back to Yayi Zhai."
"Well, how's it going?"
"While he was following the clerk to the storeroom to get the books, I asked the shop owner about it. It turns out that Xu Shizong had ordered that set of books several months ago, and they only arrived in the past two days."
"months ago?"
"Yes, they said it was the newly compiled Bamboo Annals from Yuyuan Academy, and they said it was out of stock in the south. Because Xu Shizong was a big customer, they found a way to get him a copy, and also brought a copy to the store, which happened to be sold to Xu Shifeng."
“…”
Hearing her say this, Nan Yan fell silent.
After a long while, she murmured, "So, Xu Shifeng's going to that place was just a coincidence?"
"Yes."
"A few months ago, a few months ago, no one would have thought that this would happen now, right?"
Ran Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "If Xu Shizong could really predict what would happen a few months later, we might doubt him. What kind of god must he be then?"
“…That’s true.”
Nan Yan was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "It seems like it's just a coincidence."
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Then, can this prove that the matter of the Goddess of Childbirth has nothing to do with the Xu family?"
Nan Yan said: "Now it seems that it should be."
“…”
"From tomorrow on, you don't have to go anymore. Just tell them to carve a new fertility-giving Guanyin statue as soon as possible and send it to the Xu family. Let's put this matter aside for now. Otherwise, I will still owe them a Guanyin statue."
"I understand. I have already urged you."
"Um."
Nan Yan nodded and leaned back on the couch. Ran Xiaoyu asked softly, "Then, Your Majesty, do we need to tell the Emperor about this?"
Nan Yan thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. There's no need to tell the emperor about such a small matter."
“…”
"Recently, he has been busy getting the Queen's coffin into the Imperial Mausoleum. The court still has many important matters to attend to, so there's no need to worry about him any more."
"yes."
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At this time, Zhu Feng was sitting behind the desk in the imperial study.
On the table, there were piles of memorials and documents. Since he had been absent from court for the past few days, he had been staying in the Yan Hall, and the state affairs had indeed piled up.
We can't delay this any longer.
Just as he was working at his desk, he heard very light footsteps outside, as light as falling snow.
Walked to the door and stopped.
The sound of footsteps was very familiar to him.
As soon as the imperial pen stopped writing, a low, gentle voice came from the door: "Your Majesty, I request an audience."
It was Xue Yun's voice.
It was as gentle as ever, but tonight, it seemed to have a slightly nasal tone.
Zhu Feng said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open and a familiar, slender figure walked in.
Xue Yun was wearing an official uniform and carrying a medicine box on her shoulders. Perhaps because she had walked from the Imperial Hospital without any cover along the way, a thin layer of snow had fallen on her head and shoulders.
Standing at the door, he brushed off his clothes slightly, then stepped forward and kowtowed to Zhu Feng, saying, "Your humble servant greets the emperor."
Zhu Feng just glanced at her and continued to write quickly at his desk.
"Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"I heard that you took leave these days to take care of some personal matters?"
"……yes."
"You are in the capital, do you have any private matters?"
"……yes."
Feeling that her answer was somewhat reluctant, Zhu Feng looked up at her.
Xue Yun stood in front of him with her head lowered. Although she had just walked through the snow and ice, her body was hot. Especially after seeing Zhu Feng, her cheeks were also a little hot, but she kept her head lowered and did not look at him.
I was also afraid that he would continue to ask questions.
I actually don't have any private affairs, but saying this is already a crime of deceiving the emperor.
Fortunately, Zhu Feng remained silent for a while and did not ask any further questions.
He just said, "Do what you should do. Don't neglect the important things."
"yes."
Xue Yun seemed to be relieved, but he felt a little lost in his heart.
But this is just her own concern. Others, especially Zhu Feng, naturally would not care, let alone understand.
She prepared herself briefly, then walked to Zhu Feng's side and said softly, "Your Majesty, please give me your hand."
Zhu Feng raised his left arm.
Xue Yun said: "It's the right hand."
“…”
Zhu Feng then remembered that the last time he gave acupuncture was on his left hand, and this time, it was his right hand's turn.
In this way, there is no way to get anything done.
He could only put down the imperial pen and handed his right hand to Xue Yun. Because there was also a wound on his shoulder, Xue Yun took off half of his clothes, revealing his left shoulder and chest.
Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at his arm, only to see Xue Yun's fingers pressing on his shoulder for a few times, finding the acupoint, and then carefully inserting the silver needle into it.
The needle tip was cold, causing Zhu Feng to frown slightly.
Only then did he feel that Xue Yun's hand was a little hot.
No, not hot, scalding.
When her fingers touched her skin, it was like being touched by the tip of a lit incense stick.
The two of them had come into contact more than once or twice in these days. He knew that Xue Yun's fingers were always cold, but this time, they were surprisingly hot.
When she looked up at her again, she found that Xue Yun's face was a little red.
Although people's faces would turn a little red under candlelight, her face was usually pale, and under the candlelight, it was only a faint red.
But today, her face was flushed.
His eyes seemed a little distracted.
Moreover, after the injection, she seemed to have difficulty seeing what was happening next. She covered her forehead with her hand and shook her head vigorously.
His eyes became involuntarily confused, and he looked up at Zhu Feng.
"Emperor..."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "You, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him fall down limply.
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