Fuyun confirmed that Yan had entered the Regent's room, and then quietly left with the guards.
*
The imperial physician pulled out the arrow and gently bandaged Yan Chou's thin shoulder blade with gauze.
After a moment, the imperial physician retreated from the room and closed the door.
There were only the two of them left in the room. The Queen Mother and a group of ministers had left the palace after learning that Yan Chou was fine.
Xie Shizhu looked at his pale face and felt guilty. After all, she was the one who should have been hurt.
Yan Chou noticed her expression, his eyebrows raised frivolously, and he coughed a few times, saying, "It's late, stay here for one night and return to the palace tomorrow morning."
Xie Shizhu squeezed next to Yan Chou with a guilty conscience. In the past, he needed Yan Chou to force him to sleep in the same bed with him, but now he was unreasonably submissive.
Yan Chou felt a tearing pain in his shoulder blade, but he couldn't feel it and felt extremely happy.
I even feel that the injury is worth it.
Although Lin Xuan escaped again, Yan Chou was not as angry as he had imagined.
Compared to an insignificant human life, Xie Shizhu's concern is the most important.
When Xie Shizhu turned sideways, Yan Chou quickly suppressed the curve of his lips, closed his eyes tightly, and frowned, as if he couldn't fall asleep because of the pain in his shoulder.
Xie Shizhu looked at him like this and chuckled in his heart.
What a great actor! It's such a waste to be born in ancient times.
Xie Shizhu stretched out her slender arm, and her soft hand gently touched his wound, and whispered, "Your Majesty, I thank you for saving my life."
Yan Chou grabbed her hand in the dim candlelight, opened his narrow eyes, and stared at her with his dark eyes.
Even though two years have passed, Xie Shizhu still feels fear when he sees Yan Chou's eyes.
She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away from his big palm. Just as she dodged it, she heard a sound from next door. Xie Shizhu was startled and opened his eyes slightly, full of disbelief.
The soundproofing between the two rooms was not very good, and the woman's moans and the man's panting were like a biting cold wind that reached her ears.
Yan Chou slowly sat up, raised his phoenix eyes, and raised his lips in a smile: "Queen, what's wrong?"
Xie Shizhu's face was pale, the sound was still there, getting louder and louder. She was stunned for a long time, raised her hands to cover her ears, trying to block out everything.
A big palm pushed her hand away and held it tightly.
Yan Chou's deep voice was as terrifying as a devil. He said, "Why don't you listen to how the Regent made love with the Princess? What a pity! You stayed chaste for him, but what about him?"
The corners of Xie Shizhu's eyes gradually turned red, the fingertips held by Yan Chou turned bluish white, and he forgot to struggle.
Yan Chou looked down at Xie Shizhu's grief-stricken face, and with his other arm, he held her close to his chest and whispered in her ear, "It seems that the Regent doesn't love you that much either."
As soon as the words fell, Xie Shizhu pushed Yan Chou away like a madman, her beautiful lips were bloodless, and her beautiful eyes stared at Yan Chou tightly: "You are talking nonsense!"
Seeing that she was not giving up, Yan Chou narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes seemed to be ignited by a dark fire, and smiled coldly, "Whether what I said is true or not, you will naturally know it later."
Xie Shizhu hid back in the quilt, and the thick quilt covered her entire body and head, so that she could hide her embarrassment.
Yan Chou lowered his eyes to look at the bright red quilt, his eyes drooping.
*
Early in the morning, Xie Shizhu was awakened by the system's exclamation. She said lazily, "What's the noise?"
The system excitedly said: [Host, this malicious value has dropped to 65 after overnight! ! Nothing happened, why did it suddenly drop? ]
Xie Shizhu smiled slightly: "Who said nothing happened? Didn't something big happen last night?"
The system scratched its head, then suddenly realized: [Host, I understand. In the original plot, after Yan Xiuran ascended the throne, he only had Lin Xuan as his concubine. Now with Fang Yiran, the entire plot has changed.]
"You're only half right."
The system was stunned: [Huh?]
Xie Shizhu ignored the system's questions and slowly opened her eyes. What came into view was the man's enlarged and stern face, his narrow eyes looking at her motionlessly.
By the time she realized what was happening, Yan Chou had already gotten down from the couch. He turned his long back towards Xie Shizhu and said, "I thought you were going to be too sad to sleep all night, but you actually slept quite soundly."
“…”
Fu Yun gently opened the door from the outside and carefully examined Yan Chou's wound. After finding that he was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, Queen, the sedan chair is ready. It's time to return to the palace."
Yan Chou replied calmly: "Yeah."
Then he walked out of the house, leaving Xie Shizhu alone.
Xie Shizhu hurriedly got up and walked outside. When she passed the next door, she stopped and looked at the half-open door.
The ground in front of the couch was covered with their wedding clothes, foreshadowing the romantic events of last night.
Xie Shizhu's eyes were full of disappointment. He gritted his teeth and walked down the stairs without looking back.
*
When Yan Xiuran woke up, he had a splitting headache. He struggled to stand up, and suddenly, countless fragments flashed through his mind.
His breathing stagnated and he quickly looked to the side.
Fang Yiran lay beside him, her shoulders and collarbones covered with traces of lovemaking.
Yan Xiuran was confused and helpless. Yesterday at his wedding, he was so upset by Yan Chou's words that his heart ached.
At night, he suddenly saw Xie Shizhu sitting beside the couch in wedding clothes, looking at him with a smile. He couldn't control himself and threw the woman in wedding clothes to the ground.
Looking back now, what happened next is simply unbearable to watch.
He actually mistook Fang Yiran for Xie Shizhu.
Yan Xiuran took a deep, heavy breath, his chest aching.
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