As soon as Yan Fu left, Zhu'er rushed in immediately. There was such a loud noise in the house just now, and she was afraid that the emperor might have noticed something. If the emperor got angry, millions of people would be killed, and her master would inevitably be hurt.
He even called the imperial physician!
Zhu'er nervously checked Qiao Yu from head to toe. Except for the palm that was oozing blood, there were no other injuries.
But Qiao Yu was fair-skinned, and had been pampered since childhood, so even such a small injury seemed extremely terrifying:
"Miss, please let Zhu'er bandage your wound. Why are you doing this..."
Qiao Yu pulled her hand back, ignoring Zhu'er's worries, and was still regretting her previous mistake. Her Grand Slam in the film and television industry was in vain!
Seeing that her consolation was ineffective, Zhu'er had no choice but to take the medicine from the imperial physician and plan to bandage her herself.
"Everyone get out!"
Almost all the palace maids and eunuchs in the inner hall of Lan Chao Palace were here. In addition, when the imperial physician heard that Concubine Lan had summoned the imperial physician, almost all the doctors on duty came. The crowds of people made Qiao Yu dizzy.
What's the point of bleeding? The person still can't be saved!
***, Qiao Yu, who seldom swears, cursed in her heart, which showed how angry she was.
The palm of the hand was only slightly scratched, and Qiao Yu did it on purpose to get sympathy. Now, with a wrong look, all previous efforts were in vain.
Zhu Er had been with Qiao Yu for so long after all, and she knew how annoying she was with just one look, so she quickly bandaged Qiao Yu's hand.
"It's okay, let's all go out."
After leaving the bedroom, Sufang lingered outside the door for a while, feeling uneasy. Seeing that she hadn't left and knowing that she was the emperor's person, Zhu'er's attitude became somewhat cold:
"Aunt Sufang, please leave. We will only disturb the master if we stay here."
Sufang did not get angry at Zhuer's attitude just because her status was higher than Zhuer's. She just nodded silently.
After returning to the Yangxin Palace, Yan Fu smashed everything in the room. The noise frightened all the palace servants who were serving the emperor so much that they dared not breathe.
At this time, Yu Yuanting walked outside the hall with the fire-reducing tea and was about to go in. The young eunuch saw that it was his master and asked boldly:
"Master, what happened to the emperor?"
Hasn't the Emperor been looking forward to Empress Lan's return to the palace for a long time? Why is he so angry when he returns from Lanchao Palace?
Yu Yuanting was furious when he saw his young disciple was acting without any reason. Normally, he would have kicked him, but now he was afraid that if he made a noise, he would lose his head.
"Don't you have a brain? Do you still want to live? I'll deal with you later."
The young eunuch had never seen his master so fierce before. He seemed to realize something and quickly shut his mouth.
Yu Yuanting walked in tremblingly, and the teacup thrown by Yan Fu just hit Yu Yuanting's feet.
If it weren't for the mentality he had developed after following the emperor for so many years, he would have screamed out loud:
"Your Majesty, Duke Hua took off his official uniform and knelt in the Taiji Hall today, saying... he wanted to seek justice for his wife..."
Hua Bosheng took advantage of his daughter's favor, and Yan Fu turned a blind eye to his little quarrels on weekdays, but now he dared to refute the Holy Decree.
If Duke Hua had not been begging for mercy and justice for the purpose of harming Concubine Lan, the Emperor would have been willing to give him some face, but that Concubine Yao actually dared to pass on information to slander Concubine Lan.
Wouldn't the emperor be angry? If it weren't for Duke Hua, the concubine would have been killed in a fight long ago. How could she have gotten away with losing her tongue?
Yan Fu was very upset. If the old man wanted to kneel, he could kneel there. He would naturally go back when he got tired and hurt.
"Let him kneel."
“Yeah.”
Yu Yuanting knew this was the case, so he turned around and prepared to leave:
"Wait, have the imperial kitchen prepare the best tea for Duke Hua, and add some tranquilizers to it. If he doesn't want to drink it, just let him drink it."
In the end, the image of the woman flashed through Yan Fu's mind. Although the two of them were almost quarreling, Yan Fu still subconsciously took care of Qiao Yu.
“Yeah.”
Yu Yuanting cursed in his heart that the old man had gotten away with it, but how could the method of making the tranquilizer be so familiar? Unable to figure out the reason, Yu Yuanting stopped thinking about it.
After the endless anger dissipated, Yan Fu's heart was filled with coldness.
He thought Qiao Yu would be different, simple and beautiful without any scheming, and forced to climb up again and again due to the pressures of life. Such a wonderful person attracted Yan Fu from the very beginning.
However, from enjoying watching Qiao Yu's painful struggle at the beginning to feeling reluctant to see her suffer in the end, Yan Fu didn't know when he completely changed his opinion of Qiao Yu in his heart.
I also began to pay more and more attention to her, but in the end, was she still no different from others?
Will he end up being alone in this life? Yes, he, Yan Fu, is worthy of looking forward to the future.
In the bedroom of Lan Chao Palace, the reminder sound of 404's declining favorability was decreasing little by little. He had just vented quietly, and there was no point in being anxious now.
Qiao Yu has been thinking of ways to remedy the situation. Now there is a sure-win method, but it is extremely risky.
That is to pretend to hang oneself.
What's so difficult about pretending to commit suicide? The difficulty lies in the fact that the person he wants to deceive is a king who has grown up in the deep palace. Yan Fu has seen many methods used by beauties to win favor.
Therefore, if Qiao Yu doesn't really make any effort, he will probably end up losing more than he gains.
"No! Absolutely not!"
When Zhu'er heard that Qiao Yu was going to pretend to hang herself, she was extremely unwilling to do so. Even if she kept watch outside the door, what if something went wrong?
Thinking of this, Zhu'er's face turned pale. Having lost her young lady, not to mention that Zhu'er didn't want to live, even if she wanted to, she was afraid she couldn't survive.
"Zhu'er, I believe that as long as you come in immediately after half an incense stick (about two and a half minutes), I will be fine."
If the brain is ischemic for 30 seconds after hanging, neuronal metabolism is impaired, and after 2 minutes, nerve cell metabolism stops. After 5 minutes, nerve cells begin to die, and the cerebral cortex is permanently damaged.
Even if Zhu'er didn't manage her time well, at most she would be disabled in this dimension, and she could still continue to find ways to survive.
But once the seeds of doubt are planted in a man's heart, especially if he is a king, even the most favored concubine will not be able to stay in power forever.
If Qiao Yu had to be trapped in this interface for the rest of her life, she would rather take the risk.
Zhu Er saw that her young lady was determined and seemed to have made up her mind, but she still did not give up and begged with tears in her eyes:
"My dear Miss Zhu'er, let's bow our heads like the emperor. Why should we risk our lives to take away someone who is not worthy? Or you can pretend and Zhu'er will come in to save you immediately."
At this moment, Qiao Yu was truly looking at the world straight in the eye, and the chill in his heart and the feeling of being out of tune with the world finally lessened.
Qiao Yu pushed Zhu'er's hair aside:
"Silly girl, your young lady will make you understand today that it is better to fight hard than to live in mediocrity. I, Hua Yunlan, will never bow my head. Once I bow my head, I will never be able to raise it again."
Zhu'er couldn't persuade Qiao Yu in the end. Today she suddenly realized that perhaps her young lady wanted more than just the glory of being a concubine.
"Oh no! Someone, come! The Imperial Concubine has hanged herself!"
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