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"grandfather……"

Gao Wuyong's voice came from outside the window, and he knocked on the window from time to time.

Behind the bed curtains, Yinzhen opened his eyes with a swish, feeling unhappy and his face as black as coal.

I finally got a few days off and thought I could sleep in with my little wife, but I didn't expect to be woken up early in the morning.

He glanced at the little wife who was still sleeping soundly, and slowed down his movement of getting up.

When he put on his shoes and prepared to stand up, he felt his neck tighten and was strangled by his clothes.

Looking back, he saw that the hem of his pajamas was tightly grasped in the hands of the young concubine, so Yinzhen had to sit back slowly.

Gao Wuyong was still calling him at the door, and his voice was even getting louder and louder.

This lack of tactful servant.

Yinzhen frowned, held his breath, and slowly pulled the hem of the clothes out of her hands.

At the same time, he kept listening to the young lady's breathing. If there was a brief pause, he would stop, hold her in his arms and pat her twice.

If Gao Wuyong saw this set of actions, his eyes would probably pop out of their sockets in surprise.

After working for a long time, he took out all the clothes.

Yinzhen put on his shoes and cloak, walked to the door, lifted the curtain inside the room, and opened the door at the same time.

"What's the matter with you being so anxious?"

It was snowing heavily outside, and as soon as the door was opened, the cold wind rushed in.

Yinzhen walked out of the house and turned around to close the door. His eyes were cold and his gaze was like ice spikes.

He had an expression that said, "If you don't have anything important to do, you're dead."

Gao Wuyong thought to himself that something was wrong, and he bent down and said, "Master, Concubine Yu has something to ask Fu Jin."

"Yupin?"

Is she the emperor's favorite concubine in recent times?

Yinzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face.

"Has Fu Jin ever had any contact with her before?"

This sentence is asked about spring.

Chun Shi thought for a while, then shook his head, "Fu Jin is in poor health and rarely goes out. I have only met a few ladies above the rank of concubine in the palace, and have not had any interaction with others."

Yinzhen looked at Gao Wuyong, "What is she doing here?"

"Yupin said that she heard from the Empress Dowager that Fujin is good at growing flowers and plants. She has a pot of precious and difficult-to-grow flowers and would like to ask Fujin for help."

This Concubine Yu came to disturb us so early in the morning, and she was also clueless.

"If you refuse, just say that Fu-jin has been feeling unwell since yesterday and cannot get out of bed for the time being."

There was a hint of impatience in Yinzhen's tone, and after saying this, he walked back to the door.

Just as I was about to push the door, I was stopped again.

He turned around suddenly, and Gao Wuyong seemed to see murderous intent in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little.

"You, the things you asked Doctor Zhao to prepare are ready."

He pulled out a black jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands. "Doctor Zhao said that if you need this medicine, you can take three pills once a day."

"understood."

Yinzhen took the bottle, pushed the door open quietly and entered the room.

He went into the house, took off his cloak, and warmed himself over the charcoal brazier before returning to bed.

Xiyu noticed someone approaching and moved her body unconsciously.

Yinzhen froze slightly in his movement of covering himself with the quilt, and held his breath, not daring to move.

After a while, he heard the sound of even breathing in his arms. After confirming that the young lady had just changed to a comfortable position, he slowly covered the two of them with the quilt.

Holding the warm and soft beauty in my arms, a feeling of satisfaction welled up in my heart.

Today is the Little New Year. Although not everyone in the palace needs to get together, at least we still have to celebrate at home.

Xiyu was so tired yesterday that her whole body was sore and sore. She barely woke up from her sleep around 9:00 p.m.

His consciousness was still a little fuzzy and his body was limp and weak, so he instinctively propped himself up and tried to sit up.

The quilt that was originally covering her body slid down as she moved, revealing her snow-white shoulders and neck. Her fair skin was covered with purple bruises.

These marks are clearly visible, as if telling what an intense scene had taken place last night.

Chun Shi, who was standing by, was shocked when he saw this scene. He lowered his head quickly and didn't dare to look at it any more.

She walked silently to the bed and wrapped the quilt around Xiyu again.

"In a few days it will be the New Year's Eve family dinner, Fu Jin should apply some ointment."

Xiyu did not answer Chunshi's question. She just closed her eyes tightly, as if she was still immersed in a dream.

Seeing this, Chun Shi said no more. He turned around and picked up the ointment that had been prepared long ago. He gently opened the lid, dipped his fingers into some ointment, and then began to carefully apply it to the bruises on her body.

Her movements were gentle, for fear of hurting Xiyu.

"Today is the Little New Year, right?"

Xiyu's voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that she had overexerted herself yesterday.

"Yes, according to the rules, Fu Jin should hold a family dinner in the East Third House and let all the women in the backyard gather together."

After Chunshi helped her apply the medicine, he washed her hands and poured a glass of water.

There are few people in the Fourth Master's backyard. Song is under house arrest and is not allowed to go out. Now there is only Li, plus she and the Fourth Master, a total of three people, so there is no need for a big show.

She went over the process in her mind and had some ideas in mind.