Yi Yi appeared beside Murong Jin and said, "Master, His Majesty has been attacked in the village."
Murong Jin paused, her expression turning serious. "How is it now?"
"On the way back, Commander An will most likely bring His Majesty to the residence."
Upon hearing the words "Commander An," Murong Jin's worries lessened considerably. "Are you injured?"
"It is poison, but it is easy to cure. Doctor Lan Ziyao has come along as well."
Murong Jin nodded, "Go and fetch them. I won't go out."
"yes."
Emperor Junlan lay on the bed, the bed curtains drawn to prevent anyone from visiting. An Kesen stood beside Lan Ziyao, asking, "How is His Majesty?"
Lan Ziyao still held the silver needles in his hand. "The poison isn't strong, but if Your Majesty doesn't let me see his face... I'm afraid his face will be disfigured..."
Ankesen's expression froze. "You know, His Majesty doesn't like others seeing his current condition, otherwise he wouldn't have come directly to the Regent's Palace... so..."
Lan Ziyao's face remained calm, but a smile played in his eyes: "Yes, this humble subject understands. Therefore, I have already sent someone to inform the Regent that His Majesty will not allow this humble subject to receive the detoxification..."
Looking at the smile on his face, Ankesen thought that this man probably dared to be so bold because he had the Regent backing him up: "..."
After everyone left, An Kesen looked at the person lying on the bed, especially that face, and asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't you let Lan Ziyao detoxify you?"
Emperor Lan glanced at him sideways, "I only feel at ease using it if it's one of my own. Go and call the imperial physician over to take a look at my face."
He had just woken up not long ago, but he had just had a dream...
After calling An Kesen out, Di Junlan glanced at his lower body...
Murong Jin.
Murong Jin.
How could I dream of Murong Jin, and even dream of the two of them in bed together...?
Has he not let go of Murong Jin yet?
After shaking his head frantically, Di Junlan felt dizzy and lightheaded. In the end, he continued to lie on the bed, closed his eyes, and stopped thinking about it.
The Regent's Study.
Murong Jin put down the memorial in her hand and looked at Lan Ziyao who had come over. "Don't want treatment? How is he?"
"I just had an allergic reaction on my face, and a lot of red pimples appeared. His Majesty didn't want me to see them, so he let me come out. I'm wondering, what's so shameful about this?"
Murong Jin thought about Di Junlan's handsome face, which was suddenly covered in small pimples, making it look rather unsightly.
"Can the imperial physicians in the palace cure it?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Ziyao's tone was filled with pride, "No, this prescription is only for me and is not to be passed on to others. Those people in the Western Regions have already been cured, so Ah Jin, when are you going to pay me? I don't even have money for food now, let alone to buy medicinal herbs."
Murong Jin thought for a moment, "Go to Yi Liu and get it. He's in charge of half of my businesses."
"OK."
A quarter of an hour later, Murong Jin looked at himself, dressed in a light blue robe, and said, "Yi Er, take me to the side courtyard to see our face-conscious Emperor."
Yi Er pushed her, saying, "I don't understand."
"Everyone has a love for beauty. His Majesty probably just doesn't want me to know that his face is disfigured."
If the face of a country's ruler is disfigured, there will likely be fewer young girls entering the palace in the future. This could also cause him to feel inferior and experience other negative emotions, especially when faced with rumors and gossip.
Sometimes, a careless remark can linger in someone's mind for a long time, especially when it comes to their own shortcomings.
Once outside, he said, "Go and inform them."
Ankesen was in the room. "My lord, the Regent is here. I guess Lan Ziyao has complained."
"Moreover, the imperial physician also said that Your Majesty should seek treatment from a professional for your illness. We in Da Cheng have never encountered the poisons and diseases from the Western Regions, so naturally we don't have many skilled doctors who can treat them."
"Bring me a mask." He couldn't let Murong Jin see him like this, otherwise, wouldn't Murong Jin think he was too ugly?
I learned from Consort Yixuan that although Murong Jin is usually aloof, she likes beautiful things, including people, especially faces.
Ankersen found it strange that His Majesty had been acting strangely these past two days, especially when he talked about the Regent; there were emotions in his eyes that Ankersen couldn't understand.
When Murong Jin entered, the person on the bed was already sitting up, and the mask on their face made her want to laugh...
After waving goodbye, Yi Er left, and An Kesen also left the room at Di Junlan's signal.
"I have heard that Your Majesty does not require medical treatment?"
Di Junlan looked at the person sitting in the wheelchair. Murong Jin gave people a completely new feeling today. He usually wore black and dark-colored clothes, but today he was wearing a light blue robe...
The image that immediately came to mind was of the girl in the light blue dress from back then…
"You... why are you here, Regent?"
Murong Jin's lips curled up, and he spoke without any politeness, "Naturally, I've come to see my disobedient Emperor."
Upon hearing this, especially from the disobedient Emperor, Emperor Lan's heart trembled slightly. "Since you don't want others to see it, may I see it?"
Emperor Junlan looked puzzled, and then he heard Murong Jin say, "After all, I've seen Your Majesty in all dirty state before, so there's no difference now, is there?"
The fact that Di Junlan's fingers were stiff meant that Murong Jin knew he was the boy from back then.
"Your Majesty, you have done a good job all these years."
"At least, I've kept in mind what I told you back then."
The girl's earnest eyes, and the people who had bullied him being dragged away—"Kid, only by being strong can you make your own decisions."
When he was pulled up, the "girl" grasped his dirty hand and even touched his forehead.
When the girl was about to leave, he gave her the only valuable thing he had on him, which was his jade pendant.
In the end, all he got was a smile on the girl's face. He couldn't remember what she said after that, the only thing he remembered was, "To become a superior person..."
After recalling the events, Di Junlan couldn't help but speak to Murong Jin, "You..."
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "What? Your Majesty doesn't remember me? Well, after all, Your Majesty was only seven or eight years old back then, wasn't you?"
Murong Jin approached the bed and, when Di Junlan wasn't looking, removed his mask. There were indeed red pimples on his face, which had already begun to fester.
"childish."
Upon hearing those two words, Emperor Junlan stopped moving and remained silent.
The white moonlight I've longed for for so many years has not only become a man, but has now directly revealed his identity, especially since he just called him childish...
He suddenly realized how childish he had been.
But for some reason, he felt a warmth in his heart. His mother had left when he was five or six years old, leaving him as an unfavored prince in the palace, a prince who was unknown to everyone. He lived worse than the eunuchs and servants, and was even bullied by those of lower status...
After meeting Murong Jin, his luck suddenly turned around...
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