An Jiu quickly sorted out the clues in his mind.
She said: "During the autumn hunt, someone tried to assassinate your Majesty. Your Majesty and I both heard the voice of one of the accomplices, the Concubine Mei. The Emperor should have sent someone to keep an eye on Concubine Mei. I thought that he suddenly went to Concubine Mei's palace today to test her. I didn't expect that he would fall into the trap and kill Concubine Mei with his own hands. But Concubine Mei is not innocent..."
An Jiu moved closer and whispered in Doctor Jiang's ear about the fragrance.
Since Imperial Doctor Jiang could send secret guards to arrest people, it showed that his status was extraordinary. The emperor should trust him very much and would let him out in case of emergency.
So, An Jiu told him the secret of fragrance.
"If Concubine Mei doesn't produce body fragrance, then someone is behind this. The source of this fragrance is very important. The incident happened suddenly, and everyone in Concubine Mei's palace is still under your control. If you interrogate her overnight, you will definitely find some clues."
Doctor Jiang was not as gentle as usual. He stared at An Jiu for a while and said, "The emperor must appear in the court tomorrow morning."
An Jiu didn't quite understand. Even if Noble Lady Wang Mei was dead, there was no need to mobilize so many troops, right?
She saw in TV dramas that the emperor would often drag people out and chop them into pieces.
After all, this is a matter of the harem.
Doctor Jiang saw her doubts and said, "Noble Lady Mei is not a big deal. What's important is those people in the court. The people on the side of the Queen Mother and Prince Ruyang have always been dissatisfied. If they knew that the emperor was crazy..."
An Jiu understood.
Just as Imperial Doctor Jiang said, the Emperor can be cruel, incompetent, or foolish. Anything can happen because of you.
But you can't have a problem with your brain, you can't be crazy.
The country would not tolerate a madman with brain problems to be the emperor.
The Queen Mother and Prince Ruyang's people will definitely make a fuss about this.
Therefore, the emperor must obviously appear, and he must appear in a serious and proper manner.
Doctor Jiang immediately sent people to check on the people in Concubine Mei's palace. He then turned around and asked An Jiu, "How do we get him out?"
He felt a headache looking at the emperor lying under the bed. He was afraid that he would resist fiercely. They knew the emperor's martial arts skills, which would definitely not lead to any good results. It might even alarm the people outside. In short, he had no choice but to take action.
If this palace maid had a way, Doctor Jiang would not hesitate to let her try.
Just give it a try anyway.
"You go out first." An Jiu said to Doctor Jiang and the others.
Doctor Jiang said, "You know he is in danger. If we leave, if he suddenly hurts someone, no one can save you..."
An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. From her own perspective, she shouldn't care about this matter. What does it have to do with her whether the emperor is good or not?
She was just a little palace maid, a nobody, and even a slave in the eyes of Imperial Doctor Jiang.
But...
From this angle, she could just see the tyrant under the bed. So, hiding alone under the bed, small and pitiful...
Emotion triumphs over reason.
She acquiesced to the tyrant being her good friend.
놆Her unique dining experience떚.
Even if I am killed by the tyrant... Never mind, I will die. Anyway, I have nothing to worry about here. There is nothing to miss...
Maybe when I close my eyes and open them again, I will return to my home in the afterlife.
Thinking this way, I feel much more at ease.
"I'll try."
Doctor Jiang nodded and took his people out.
The room became quiet.
An Jiu walked over and squatted down.
"Your Majesty, I am Xiaojiu." After saying this, Anjiu leaned over to look at him. The tyrant opened his beautiful eyes, looking aggrieved like a wet puppy.
Anjiu called him, but he didn't come out. So Anjiu imitated the first time she came and hid under the bed with him.
The space under the bed was small, and the two people were pressed tightly together, their bodies touching the cold floor.
Anjiu grabbed his hand.
The tyrant's hands were dry and warm, with thick calluses on his palms.
"Your Majesty, can I tell you a story?"
The tyrant said nothing.
His mind was blank. At least Anjiu couldn't hear his inner voice.
"There was a scholar named Mr. Dongguo. He loved to read books and was very pedantic. One day, Mr. Dongguo drove a donkey and carried a bag of books to a place called "China" to seek an official position. Suddenly, a wounded wolf jumped in front of him..."
She felt the tyrant squeeze her hand nervously.
An Jiu continued: "The wolf begged Mr. Dongguo: I am being chased by a hunter now. The hunter shot me with an arrow and almost killed me. Please hide me in your pocket, and I will repay you in the future..."
This story is not long, and An Jiuwen told it slowly and in a gentle voice.
She went to see the tyrant and found him completely absorbed in the story.
When An Jiu finished speaking, he suddenly said, "Wolf, you bad guy..."
An Jiu thought that he was really childish. He was so excited just now, but now he was so excited just by a story.
She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I remember you killed a lot of wolves last time. You are as good as a hunter, so majestic."
The tyrant was really pleased to have his attention drawn, and he snorted triumphantly.
An Jiu moved his arms: "I don't feel comfortable here, let's go out."
The tyrant nodded and followed An Jiu out smoothly.
An Jiu looked at Abebei lying on the bed.
"Is this your quilt? Was it this small when you were a child?"
The tyrant nodded, picked up the dirty quilt on the bed and pointed out an embroidery on it to An Jiu.
An Jiu looked at it and said, "Are you a little tiger?"
The tyrant nodded: "Little tiger, mother said... I am the most powerful little tiger."
What is this...
"Are you born in the Year of the Tiger?"
The tyrant nodded.
He looked at the little tiger and seemed to really like it.
An Jiu yawned.
"Are you sleepy? Let's go to bed. We still have work to do tomorrow."
The tyrant held his Abebe in his arms and said unhappily, "I'm hungry..."
An Jiu said, "Then let's go to the small kitchen to cook. I made dinner for you today, but since you were not here, I ate a little by myself and there is some left."
Doctor Jiang looked around the hospital. It was desolate and dilapidated, a departure from its former glory.
Back then, when my aunt was still a favored concubine, he had been here before, but he was young at that time and his memory is not very clear. He only remembered that my aunt had a head full of pearls and jade, and there were people serving her when she went out or came in. There was a pretty little boy with a delicate figure beside her. When he looked over, the boy looked at him.
The two were the same age. Although Jiang Sheng was born a few months later than him, he was taller than him at the time. The boy was very dissatisfied and forced Jiang Sheng to call him cousin. Unfortunately, he couldn't pronounce the word "ge" correctly and always said "de" instead...
Jiang Sheng laughed at him in his heart for a long time...
Then something happened to my aunt, something happened to my family, and everything changed...
Jiang Sheng's memories were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. He turned his head to see the emperor and that weird and shameless palace maid coming out, holding a small and torn quilt in their hands, staring at them warily and dissatisfiedly.
There actually is a way.
Jiang Sheng's gaze fell on An Jiu.
This is amazing.
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