Chapter 188 Can anyone not?
Her wounds have not healed yet, and she cannot wear layers of gorgeous clothes.
After thinking for a while, he continued, "Send some rewards tomorrow, and then tell Concubine Rong the news, so as not to disappoint her."
Although he made perfect arrangements that day, even if Concubine Rong did not block him, he would not really be shot.
But it is a fact that Concubine Rong was injured for him.
Wang Dequan naturally accepted all the emperor's orders.
When he went in through the curtain, several imperial doctors stood behind the screen, directing the female doctor to scrape the rotten flesh around Concubine Rong's wound.
Seeing the emperor coming, they all stopped and wanted to salute, but Emperor Xuanwu stopped them: "No need to salute, Concubine Rong's wound is more important, you guys continue!"
Lian Xu was startled and bit her lip, not daring to look at Emperor Xuanwu. Could she have heard everything she just said?
Concubine Rong's clothes were half undressed, but Emperor Xuanwu saw that he didn't have any thoughts that he shouldn't have. He just felt that the arrow was really sharp and Concubine Rong was seriously injured this time.
"Your Majesty..."
"Don't get up!"
The emperor held Concubine Rong down: "I'll come and see how you are recovering?"
Lian Xu: I always feel that this is a hint at her!
Ma Fei San was applied to the wound, and Concubine Rong only felt a little numb. She just watched the rotten flesh on her chest being scraped off. The scene was still a little scary.
Concubine Rong smiled with a pale face: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine."
She didn't look like she was fine.
Emperor Xuanwu turned to ask the imperial physician: "Will it leave scars?"
Women attach great importance to their appearance and skin, especially women in the palace. The better the appearance, the greater the chance of being favored.
The imperial physician said: "The wound of Concubine Rong is so deep that the bone can be seen. It will definitely leave scars. I will try my best to make Concubine Rong's scars lighter and smaller. If the color is light, you can cover it with powder."
Women put on powder when they do their makeup. Applying the powder on their faces to their bodies can also cover up the ugliness.
Hearing that it would leave scars, Concubine Rong's whole person was depressed, and the expression on her face was as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.
Emperor Xuanwu coughed twice with a guilty conscience: "Wang Dequan, I remember that Goguryeo included a premium scar removal gel in the tribute gift. Ask someone to get two bottles for Concubine Rong."
"Yes."
Goguryeo has always been famous for its superb makeup and beauty techniques.
Scar removal should be very good too.
After the wound was bandaged and the imperial physician told her not to touch water, Concubine Rong nodded and stood up. However, because of the Ma Fei Powder, her limp body fell into Emperor Xuanwu's arms.
What if she fell?
The wound would definitely burst and bleed again.
Emperor Xuanwu could only stretch out his hand to avoid her wound, hug her slender waist, and hold her in his arms.
Lian Xuan saw this and quickly winked at everyone. Wang Dequan glanced at the emperor before leaving with the imperial physician and the female doctors. Concubine
Rong's eyes were full of shyness, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face, which made her look charming.
Emperor Xuanwu avoided her burning gaze, gently put her down, and helped her lie on the bed: "My beloved concubine, your arrow wound has not healed yet, so you should not get out of bed. I will arrange for the palace maids to take good care of you. It is late today, so I will not disturb you to rest. I will come to see you another day."
"Cousin!"
Concubine Rong grabbed the hem of his clothes before he could get rid of it, her eyes full of sorrow: "If it is not Concubine Xian, then anyone can be it?"
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, and Emperor Xuanwu took back his robe and walked out of the bedroom without slowing down.
Sometimes, silence is the best answer.
The magnificent palace is like an exquisite cage, locking up her life which should have been beautiful.
What is the use of this beautiful face?
If someone does not know how to appreciate her, she will wither and die in this exquisite cage, just like a flower without water and sunlight.
"Your Highness..."
"Where is the Emperor going?"
"I heard from the Emperor that he was going back to Chengqian Palace."
Concubine Rong smiled bitterly, "I thought he was so anxious because he was going to Hexi Palace to accompany Concubine Xian."
Lian Xuan hesitated to speak, and Concubine Rong saw this and said indifferently, "Just say whatever you want to say."
Lian Xuan felt that it was necessary for his own Empress to know, so she said, "The Emperor sent someone out of the palace to bring Concubine Zhenxian's mother back to the palace."
He didn't go to Hexi Palace, not because he didn't want to go, but for Concubine Xian's sake, leaving space and time for them to reminisce, and he would rather wrong himself than let Concubine Xian stay in a good mood.
"Bang!"
The medicine that the palace maid had just prepared was pushed to the ground and smashed to pieces.
The sky cleared up and was as blue as a mirror.
The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the inner hall through the carved windows, and the light aroma of melons and fruits rose from the large Xuan stove.
The wall covering on the east was bathed in sunlight, and the gold and brocade attached to it reflected a dazzling brilliance.
Groups of palace maids filed in from under the corridor, led by Magpie and Frost. Everything was so beautiful and gentle.
Ruan had already stood up and watched the sixth prince drinking milk in the back hall.
It was not until Magpie came to call her to have breakfast in the front that she reluctantly returned to Jiang Xinyue's bedroom.
All the other concubines in the palace sent gifts. If the emperor hadn't said that no one was allowed to disturb Concubine Xian during her confinement, the threshold of Hexi Palace would have been trampled down.
However, the emperor's oral order could stop the concubines, but not the eldest princess, the second princess and the third prince.
The small dining table was crowded with people today.
The third prince stared at the fourth prince with his big eyes, looking very unconvinced, as if he wanted to stare two holes in his face.
The eldest princess was not as open as usual. She heard from the palace maids that her mother pushed down Concubine Zhen and almost caused her to have a difficult delivery.
If the second princess hadn't insisted on dragging her to see her younger brother, the sixth prince, today, she would never dare to come.
She liked Lady Zhen very much and was afraid that she would look at her with disgust, which would be a great hurt to her.
A piece of taro soaked in meat soup was put into the eldest princess's bowl. When she looked up, she saw Empress Zhen's gentle eyes as always: "What's the matter? Usually our eldest princess eats the most deliciously. Why doesn't she eat today? Is it because Empress Zhen's food doesn't suit the eldest princess's appetite?"
"No, no, no... No..."
The eldest princess' eyes turned red in an instant, and her nose was sour and she said, "It's delicious."
Jiang Xinyue knew what she was worried about. She reached out and rubbed her hair, and smiled at her kindly: "Third Prince, do you remember that Empress Zhen told you that the grievances between adults have nothing to do with you children?"
"Remember, remember!"
The third prince raised his hand excitedly, snuggled up to Jiang Xinyue, and looked at the fourth prince with a provocative look: "Father said so too."
"Pa!"
The third prince was slapped on the head. He screamed and looked at Jiang Xinyue in confusion. His mouth pursed, looking like he was about to cry.