Chapter 112 Chapter 112 "Bring the Queen back to Wuliang Mountain together..."
Emperor Jiaqing urged him twice more, "Sir, please sit down! Sir, please sit down! Why do you have to do this?"
Gu Huaijin said nothing, but with his fingers, which were so white that they were almost transparent, he pulled out the chair opposite Emperor Jiaqing and sat down.
Two people sat opposite each other on the four sides of the card table. Nan Qiongshuang sat next to Emperor Jiaqing, at the side of the card table.
When he sat like this, she was next to Emperor Jiaqing on one side and him on the other.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not.
She heard her chest beating, which was a bit painful.
Emperor Jiaqing tried to force a smile, but his face gradually became stiff.
Some time ago, the Jiaqing Emperor had been harshly criticized by his court officials for gambling with his official position. Disgruntled, he wrote memorials to the censors, arguing with them several times. Finally, Wang Maoxing, along with dozens of other civil servants, wept bitterly outside the Dongshun Gate of the Forbidden City, and the incident became public knowledge.
It was Gu Huaijin who brought a message, persuading those civil servants who were as stubborn as words to go back, and the matter was finally settled.
But after this incident, Gu Huaijin, who was always reluctant to talk, clearly warned him not to hang out with that playboy Li Jingtai anymore.
Emperor Jiaqing dared not utter a word and was sweating profusely.
"I'm not here today to say good medicine tastes bitter or honest advice is unpleasant to the ears. Your Majesty, there's no need to worry too much."
He slowly gathered the scattered Mahjong tiles on the table, folded them into a pile, and placed them neatly beside it. "The Emperor is wise and powerful, and it's not for commoners like us to interfere. I've come here today to take the Empress's pulse at His Majesty's request."
She was startled and straightened up.
I thought that the gambler Emperor Jiaqing could protect her for a while, but I didn't expect that she would be the one on the rack so soon.
"I heard that the Empress was unwell this morning, but unexpectedly she felt better in the afternoon. She had some free time to go to Xiaole Garden to look for the Emperor." He laughed, "But I, Gu, came up empty-handed."
She was so sarcastic that she didn't dare to respond.
He turned around and said in a cold voice, "I wonder what's wrong with the Queen? The last time I saw her in the palace, she was fine."
The last time we met, you were in the palace?
She recalled the day when she and Li Xuanbai were on the same boat, the figure whose facial features could not be seen on the willow bank.
"This morning...I felt a little chest tightness."
He understood, "Please give me a wrist, Madam."
Her heart was pounding. Gu Huaijin was familiar with her pulse. Over the years, she had many old ailments that hadn't been cured. Even if there were any changes, he would probably be able to recognize them if he took her pulse.
She said, "That's not necessary." She looked at Emperor Jiaqing and said in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, Deyin is already well... Don't you want to see a doctor?"
Emperor Jiaqing refused to take it. He was just hoping that Gu Huaijin would stop staring at him. "Don't be afraid to seek medical treatment, Deyin. You've always been in poor health, and it just so happens that Mr. Gu is here."
She sighed in her heart. Even though the handkerchief had most likely exposed her identity, she still held on to a bit of hope - what if he really just wanted to borrow the handkerchief, wiped the blood, and then threw it away?
However, after really taking his pulse, it was another piece of conclusive evidence.
She didn't care whether Gu Huaijin was present or not. She took the hand of Emperor Jiaqing with both hands and shook it coquettishly, "Your Majesty, I'm fine now. Why do you still need to see a doctor? It's scary..."
Before he could finish his words, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and hard to swallow.
Under the table, Gu Huaijin's legs were pressing against her knees.
A nonchalant intimidation, a half-hearted threat.
Her heart rumbled.
Is it a coincidence?
However, how could a minister and a concubine sit at the same table, with their legs touching under the table? Even if it was an accident, they should have removed themselves in an instant.
Gu Huaijin's legs pressed against her knees relentlessly, clinging to them vaguely.
She still tilted her head to look at Emperor Jiaqing, who looked normal. However, she even had difficulty breathing, and her back felt like it was on fire.
What is he going to do? What on earth is he thinking?!
Frightened, she brought her knees closer together and leaned towards Emperor Jiaqing.
The next second, he casually stretched his legs, with the tip of his shoe touching her embroidered shoes.
She didn't dare move.
It was clearly just a pointed boot toe, but it pressed against the side of her embroidered shoes, and it felt like a dagger across her neck.
Emperor Jiaqing suddenly spoke up: "Deyin, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly stunned? Your expression looks so strange."
Her eyelashes trembled for a while, and she raised the corners of her mouth with a smile, "No way. Your Majesty is too suspicious..."
Gu Huaijin took out a small pulse pillow from his sleeve and placed it on the table, his face as calm as water.
She knew that a disaster was about to happen, but she felt relieved and smiled.
It was really ridiculous to be hiding here and there before.
Who was Gu Huaijin? The man who had slept with her in his arms day and night, meticulously caring for her and not even letting her swat a mosquito herself?
He probably knew her habits, pulse, tone and even breathing better than she did herself.
Still want to hide it from him?
No way.
What amnesia, what Fengming Pills, what fake names, fake backgrounds, fake habits, all of them are self-righteous and laughable.
She was at a loss for words and obediently extended a thin wrist and placed it on the pulse pillow.
Gu Huaijin was not moved by her confession at all. He gently tapped her wrist with his four slightly cool fingers and listened attentively to her pulse.
She lowered her eyes, seemingly casually, and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
His appearance hadn't changed at all. If anything, it seemed even more refined, with a touch of the coldness and aloofness of mountaintop snow. His lips beneath the black silk were exactly the same as before. She had loved kissing his lower lip, so soft.
Those eyes...
Those eyes were breathtaking. Even though they were covered by a silk ribbon, she knew that those peach blossom eyes had upturned corners and eyelashes as thick as feather fans. When they curved their eyes and smiled, their eyes were clear and bright, like a clear spring.
Yes, she remembered everything. Even if she forced herself to forget everything, she still remembered it.
Forget it, let’s confront him.
Anyway, what you owe him should be repaid, and there is nothing wrong with him asking for it back.
"Empress." Gu Huaijin suddenly said.
She raised her eyes and looked at him.
It was like being struck by lightning.
Gu Huaijin had a white jade ring on his thumb, which he casually placed under his nose and sniffed carefully.
That one, in her dream, was once worn on the base of his middle finger, a crystal clear, shiny, white jade ring.
Her mouth suddenly became dry, her chest felt like it was beating like a drum, and her body became inappropriately hot.
——No. I can't confront him.
This madman, who knows what he's going to do?! If he tortures her like he did in her dreams...this is the Forbidden City!
He won't let her go.
However, she no longer had the position, identity, or need to get entangled with him.
——It can’t fall into his hands, absolutely not.
"Your Majesty." Gu Huaijin sighed inexplicably, his bony fingers leisurely stroking the ring on his thumb. "Your Majesty is truly weak."
He said softly, "Why are you so weak?"
She almost thought he was heartbroken from his sighing tone.
She glanced away and dodged back.
Gu Huaijin calmly pinched her wrist.
She was startled and raised her eyes suddenly, but she didn't even dare to pull away, for fear that the movement would be too big and startle... the third person at the table.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at Emperor Jiaqing out of the corner of her eye.
What on earth was he planning to do in front of the Emperor?!
Your Majesty, what are you looking at again?!
Emperor Jiaqing was completely oblivious. He showed no remorse and was playing cards again with the main culprit in the previous gambling case. Feeling guilty and terrified of angering Gu Huaijin, he didn't even dare to look up.
Nan Qiong Shuang's scalp was tingling.
At that time, Emperor Jiaqing had his eyes downcast, and no one knew where he was looking.
The two of them placed their hands openly on the table.
Gu Huaijin openly held her wrist, and rubbed and scratched the delicate skin on the inside of her wrist with his thumb.
She felt as if there were millions of ants crawling all over her body, making her feel numb and itchy. She wanted to hide but didn't dare.
In the end, I didn't want to hide anymore.
Her mind rejected him, but her body got used to his touch. Then, her body shed its armor and defected, dragging her along with it, into a dangerous hypnosis.
"Your Majesty, you're not feeling well." She felt like a drowning person struggling in the sea for a long time. Suddenly, she heard him speak. His voice was muddled. He said, "In a few days, come back to the mountains with me. In addition to collecting herbs for the emperor, I will prescribe a prescription for you and prepare it carefully."
She was absent-minded, her thoughts sticky: "...Back to the mountain?"
Then, she saw Gu Huaijin smiled inexplicably, with the corners of his lips slightly raised:
"Your Majesty... This morning, the Emperor instructed Gu to take Your Majesty back to Wuliang Mountain."
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Nan Qiong Shuang never expected that at noon, she heard that Li Xuanbai was furious in the Daming Palace and was gloating over his misfortune, so she planned to go and watch the fun.
At the time of Shen Zheng, the situation changed and she became the one who was left with no one to turn to.
She hurried back and forth in the corridors of the Imperial Garden. The wind blew open her skirt. She gathered her clothes and walked quickly towards the Daming Palace.
The situation was so urgent that she didn't even have time to send someone to pass on the message. The guards in front of the Daming Palace were guarding the main gate today and had not been transferred.
She didn't care and walked straight to the palace gate, exchanging glances with the golden-armed guards guarding the palace gate.
The man was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His hair was tied up meticulously, he had a long face and a square chin, and his jaw and cheekbones were as hard as rocks.
It was the former head of the Qisha Hall, Mo Jiao.
He was called the former hall master because he was removed from the position of hall master due to a mistake in the allocation of a previous task, which led to a serious error.
If the information she had obtained was correct, it was the time when Gu Huaijin killed the twelve spies of Hanguang Palace.
When Mo Jiao saw that it was her, he quietly took a step aside.
Just as he stepped over the threshold, he heard the clatter of bamboo slips falling to the ground in the hall, and the maids and eunuchs inside all knelt on the ground.
She lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped carefully between the flat back and the drooping head.
Li Xuanbai stood in the middle of the hall with his hands on his hips, walking back and forth, turning around after taking two steps, and walking very quickly.
He kicked the incense burner in the corner, causing it to collapse with a clang.
"He's so arrogant and domineering that he doesn't even take anyone seriously! I've only given him a little bit of good face, but he really thinks he's the backbone of the country! What?! If it weren't for me, this guy named Gu would have been killed by the cunning rabbit and the running dog cooked. He's so ungrateful that he crowned a brave man as a king—"
Li Xuanbai has always been unruly and would take revenge on the spot. It is rare for him to be furious and helpless.
She used a fan to brush away the incense ash that flew in front of her, and asked patiently, "What happened?"
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