Chapter 106 Chapter 106 "I dreamed that the Queen was sick." ...
Nan Qiongshuang felt a chill in her heart.
She really thought he could see.
If he could see her face there, with Li Xuanbai next to her, wouldn't it be easy for him to recognize her identity?
But he was still too quiet.
Whether it is hate or love, it is too quiet.
If he really recognized her, his reaction would not be so calm.
She swallowed the wine in her mouth. The wine was so spicy that it choked her nose. She frowned for a moment.
When he raised his eyes, Gu Huaijin turned his head again and faced the three people on the steps, not knowing who he was looking at.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"However, I returned to the capital this time because the Emperor had a headache and summoned me back to the capital for treatment. Therefore, I returned early. However, I have some unfinished business in the mountains, so I'm afraid I'll need to return again in a few days."
Emperor Jiaqing was immediately a little panicked: "Sir, are you going back to the mountain?"
Nan Qiongshuang sat beside Emperor Jiaqing and breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Huaijin: "I'm afraid I have to go."
Nan Qiongshuang couldn't help but smile as she listened.
Emperor Jiaqing asked: "When will you leave, sir? How many days will you be gone? Seven days? Five days? Three days?"
Gu Huaijin smiled when he heard this, but said nothing.
He smiled and remained silent, a denial. The Jiaqing Emperor understood and said even more urgently, "Sir, governing the country is easy for you. I think three days will suffice for the affairs of Yishan. Come back in three days."
Gu Huaijin didn't respond, his lips curled up gracefully beneath the black silk. "I heard the Emperor has found a new beauty, quite to His Majesty's liking, who constantly helps him with his worries and difficulties. I think with Concubine Zhen by his side, the Emperor's headaches won't flare up so often."
She felt uneasy when her name was suddenly mentioned.
Qinglian filled her small wine glass with wine again, put it to her lips and listened.
"Deyin is Deyin, and sir is sir. How can a concubine compare with sir?"
Gu Huaijin didn't answer, but smiled.
"Your Majesty, please take good care of Concubine Zhen's health."
Somehow, he suddenly said this and paused:
"Last night, Gu dreamed of Concubine Zhen."
Her small wine cup suddenly slipped out of her hand, hit the ground with a clang and shattered.
All the guests in the room froze for a moment, then plunged their heads into the dishes and ate frantically.
Li Xuanbai raised his eyebrows, glanced at her and Gu Huaijin twice, curled his lips, and waited for him to speak.
But he didn't speak for a long time.
Nan Qiongshuang sat beside Emperor Jiaqing and could only see the emperor's profile.
Emperor Jiaqing said nothing. But his silence was even more terrifying than his words.
Emperor Jiaqing was incompetent, but he was also a madman. He might rely on Gu Huaijin, but he couldn't do anything to Li Xuanbai and Chang Da, but if he wanted to torture a concubine, he might be able to do it.
Gu Huaijin, what on earth is he talking about? !
At a palace banquet, in front of all the important officials in the court, he told the emperor that he had dreamed of his concubine?!
Gu Huaijin's eyebrows remained motionless, and his lips were still curled.
At the banquet, the sound of stringed instruments and wind instruments had ceased at some point. The wind swayed the trees, and there was a rustling sound.
Before they knew it, there was the sound of plates and cups being pushed around and the tinkling of bells. The ministers in the hall cast glances at each other in a dense web, covering the entire Jinshen Hall in a chaotic manner.
Everyone knew that the Jiaqing Emperor was often mad. Ministers kept getting up, using the excuse of washing their hands as an excuse to leave, hunched over and tiptoeing out.
Emperor Jiaqing pondered for a long time and then said:
"What did you dream about, sir?"
Gu Huaijin answered calmly:
"I dreamed that my wife was ill."
She felt her heart sticking out of her throat, pressing against the root of her tongue, causing her to feel nauseous.
Emperor Jiaqing: "What's wrong with you?"
Gu Huaijin's face was as pale as snow. He didn't look at her, but he seemed to be looking at her. He was smiling, but his smile was hateful:
"Last night, Your Majesty dreamt... her body felt sore and tired, she had night sweats due to insufficient heat, and her heart felt languid and weak."
She somehow remembered something.
She lay on her back on the quilt, her knees resting on his shoulders and her calves hanging behind him.
He blocked everything out, only his rolling, sweat-soaked Adam's apple visible. The lotus on the ceiling opened and closed, closed and opened again, but she was forced to remain open, suffering again and again, full and full, until... sweat soaked her brow and eyelashes, her body felt like it was on fire, and she felt sore and weak.
——What the hell is he talking about?!
She suddenly raised her eyes and stared at him, her fingers hurting from the handle of the fan.
Gu Huaijin smiled calmly and calmly.
She didn't dare to take a deep breath, nor did she dare to exhale again. She glanced at Emperor Jiaqing in fear, covered half of her face with a round fan, and leaned towards Emperor Jiaqing.
Emperor Jiaqing didn't react. The remaining ministers in the hall also behaved as usual, pretending to eat or drink.
She hid behind the round fan and took a breath nervously. Her body was very dry, but her fingertips were cold.
——She was overthinking it. How could it be possible?
Raise your eyes.
Gu Huaijin gently rubbed the small mole on his neck with his slender hands without saying a word.
There was a thunderclap in her head.
--wrong.
—He knew. That’s what he meant.
He-how could he?!
She whispered softly to Emperor Jiaqing, "Your Majesty..."
Emperor Jiaqing slammed his wine cup down on the small table and clapped his hands:
"As expected of Mr. Gu. As expected of Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu just returned to the palace today, how could he know that she had been so weak and tired these days? The other day, I played mahjong with her, and after just a short while, she claimed to be sick and passed away! I've been worried about her health."
Nan Qiong Shuang was stunned for a moment, hesitating to speak, her eyelashes trembling twice.
Gu Huaijin was now a fortune teller, and Emperor Jiaqing considered him a prophet. Even when he said he had dreamed of her, Emperor Jiaqing did not think they were having an affair, but simply thought he had predicted the future in his dream.
She felt as if she had been pardoned. She was exhausted, so she held the round fan in front of her face and closed her eyes.
However, even through the round fan, she could feel two pairs of gazes, passing through everything and hitting her directly.
He was looking at her.
Even though he had his eyes covered, even though she was hiding behind a fan, even though she didn't look at him.
But she knew he was looking at her.
She clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms.
——He was testing her with something...that only the two of them knew.
But, how could it be? How could we even share the same dream?
——Even dreams are common.
How could he bring that dream to a palace banquet and talk about it in front of Emperor Jiaqing?!
Emperor Jiaqing laughed heartily: "It is truly a blessing from heaven that I have Mr. Gu! I am lucky, and so are the Qi and Song dynasties!"
Gu Huaijin could not deny it and smiled faintly.
Nan Qiong Shuang gave a stiff smile.
Gu Huaijin smiled and said, "I wonder if the Empress still has a cold body? She is usually overthinking and dreaming a lot, prefers light food, and avoids meat and fish?"
Emperor Jiaqing clapped his hands and laughed: "Exactly! Exactly!"
Nan Qiong Shuang let out a long sigh from between her teeth, feeling disheartened and a little dizzy.
Unable to do anything else, he took the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Emperor Jiaqing: "Except for Mr. Gu and Deyin, I do not trust anyone else. Since Mr. Gu is also an expert in medicine and can diagnose a patient's illness in a dream, why not ask him to take Deyin's pulse regularly from now on? Deyin's health is in your hands."
She couldn't stand it any longer and exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty!"
As soon as the sound came out, I realized that my throat was surprisingly sharp and sweet, like a nail rolled in syrup.
She hadn't spoken a word the entire day. Then she remembered.
This voice is not her original voice.
She smiled with a bit of pride and secretly glanced at Gu Huaijin's expression.
Sure enough, his calm face suddenly changed, and his right eyebrow raised coldly, as if he was deciding an unresolved case.
His face was pale and ominous.
If she had known that Fengming Pills had such miraculous effects, she wouldn't have bothered with Chang Da for so long. She could have just taken it and eaten it.
Emperor Jiaqing suddenly became nervous and stretched out his arms to protect her behind his wide sleeves: "Mr. Gu, a few days ago, General Chang gave Deyin a pill, saying that it can make a woman's voice more beautiful. I didn't expect that—"
He glanced back at Chang Da, not wanting to offend him, so he said tactfully, "I didn't expect the effect of the medicine to vary from person to person. When it came to Deyin, it made her voice sound a little sharper. Please forgive me, sir."
Gu Huaijin was tied up with black silk, and remained silent for a long time without making any expression.
Nan Qiongshuang huddled behind Emperor Jiaqing's sleeve, waiting quietly.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered that when they were on Tianshan Mountain, Song Yaojie came to her to ask for an explanation for Songmei's death, and it was he who protected her.
Just like Emperor Jiaqing today, he stretched out his arms and shielded her behind his sleeves.
Now, the person who wants to kill her is him.
She laughed softly.
After a long pause, Gu Huaijin said, "I wouldn't have been angry about this. Your Majesty is overthinking it. Previously, I executed twelve Hanguang Palace servants in court. The reason wasn't just because the servants had harsh and unpleasant voices, but because they were spies from the Wangsheng Sect. Who knew that rumors could be so powerful? As the story spread, I was labeled a hot-tempered and indiscriminate killer."
Li Xuanbai sneered at the words: "'Legend'?"
Gu Huaijin could not deny it and did not answer.
Nan Qiongshuang was surprised. Now, he had already touched the gate to the afterlife. She had never heard of the Hanguang Palace.
"It's good that Mr. Gu doesn't care. It's good that Mr. Gu doesn't care." Emperor Jiaqing said repeatedly.
She slowly put her heart back into her stomach.
When he raised his eyes, Chang Da wanted to use Gu Huaijin's hand to kill her, but he didn't succeed. He looked at her gloomily and unwillingly, his eyes hidden under his lush eyebrows, full of ferocious resentment and anger.
She smiled.
Chang Da was really afraid that she would deceive Emperor Jiaqing.
"However, just now by the lotus pond, I heard the maidservant beside the Majesty say that the Majesty was unable to speak because she had caught a cold."
He said lightly:
"Why? How did I offend the Empress that the first time the Empress saw me, she had her servants fabricate a story to deceive me."
She pinched the handle of the fan with her fingers, dug her thumb nail into the flesh of her index finger, and swallowed.
Li Xuanbai gave her a quick look.
Nan Qiong Shuang's eyes were gloomy and she shook her head slightly.
At this time, Li Xuanbai couldn't speak. Once he helped her out, Gu Huaijin would be able to confirm her identity immediately.
She unconsciously pinched a little lip between her teeth and bit it, considering it.
Gu Huaijin waited calmly.
Emperor Jiaqing suddenly turned his head, plucked off an eyelash that was clinging to her eye, and held her hand:
"Deyin, you've been suffering from a cold these days, how come I didn't know?"
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