The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

With a "thump", the servant who brought the news fell to his knees on the ground, pointing outside the door and gasping for breath for a long time.

The old lady stood up suddenly, trembling and almost fell down.

"Mother?"

Quickly supporting the old lady, Jiang's face turned pale:

"Mother, he wouldn't do that for..."

He wouldn’t come here for Mu Lianzhi!

With their eyes exchanging, the two of them understood each other tacitly, but they were both shocked and scared. At this time, wiping the sweat from his forehead, the butler became more anxious:

"Madam, you have to make a decision quickly. If this is really related to the assassin and involves the affairs of the two countries, it is equivalent to treason, which is a serious crime that will kill all nine generations of your clan."

If this is confirmed, they will all lose their heads.

"Why are you panicking?"

The old lady's voice trembled slightly with the angry rebuke, but she kept repeating the name "Beitang Yi" in her heart, and she soon calmed down.

If Beitang Yi comes, there will be a chance of turning around, there must be.

She closed her eyes, and suddenly the cold look he gave her when she left the state banquet that day emerged in her mind. The old lady felt more and more that it was more likely that he had selfish motives.

"Let's go out and take a look."

She quickly twirled her Buddhist beads and chanted Amitabha several times, then forced herself to straighten her clothes.

"The innocent are innocent. No one can accuse us of something that the Marquis' Mansion has not done."

She can't be messy.

She raised her foot, thinking of something, and looked at Jiang on the side:

"Where's the boss?"

"He went to the Imperial Palace. It's very busy after the festival. My husband went to work early in the morning."

"Then what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and have someone notify him to come back. Are you going to leave us women to deal with these things?"

Nodding, Jiang looked at the official on the side, made some arrangements, and then the group walked out together.

……

Yuxiuyuan has always liked rainy days, which can make people slow down and calm down. Mu Lianzhi slept particularly well that night, and she was obviously more energetic the next day. She enjoyed the rare feeling of staying in bed.

If it weren't for all these messy things, she wouldn't actually be opposed to living her life in this slow-paced era.

Isn’t this the real version of script-killing that many people today spend money to experience?

Looking at the bed curtain above her head, Mu Lianzhi's imagination ran wild. She didn't like herself being sick, but she also liked this rare peaceful and quiet time during her illness.

Just as he was struggling, Xia Xiu brought in another plate of food:

"Miss, it's time to take medicine."

After rolling his eyes, Mu Lianzhi added silently in his heart:

Except for taking medicine.

It would be perfect if I could get sick without taking medicine.

Despite her thoughts, she still sat up obediently:

[Just give yourself another day off, get better tomorrow and continue fighting~]

【come on】

Secretly encouraging herself, Mu Lianzhi picked up her coat and put it on. Xia Xiu also gave her a pillow to cushion her back.

"Miss, be careful of the heat."

Xia Xiu just handed over a bowl of thick soup, and before Mu Lianzhi could take it, Chunmiao's loud voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Miss, Miss, no——"

The two of them turned around at the same time, and saw Chunmiao stumbling in with two big steps, almost falling headfirst to the ground.

"No, uh~"

After finally stabilizing herself, she caught a glimpse of a silvery-white edge of clothing from the corner of her eye, and the words on her lips suddenly changed direction:

"Master Beitang is here."

Almost at the same time, a pair of black brocade boots stepped in, followed by Leng Yun and Leng Yu. Both of them looked anxious as if they wanted to stop them but did not dare to.

No one expected Beitang Yi to be so bold that he barged in without even notifying anyone, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Still holding the medicine in her hand, Xia Xiu stood up blankly.

There was silence in the room.

As soon as his sight fell, Beitang Yi saw the long-lost figure lying on the bed. At this time, Mu Lianzhi's long black hair was loose, making her small face, which was the size of a palm, look even whiter than snow, delicate and petite. The thin coat she was wearing had a large neckline that exposed a large area of ​​skin, making her look even more fragile and pitiful.

The strong smell of medicine lingered in his nose, and Beitang Yi's heart felt as if it was being pierced by dense needles.

When he raised his foot again, his pace slowed down.

Seeing that he was about to walk towards the bed, Leng Yun and Leng Yu took a step forward:

"Sir, this is the lady's boudoir..."

It's really inappropriate for him to do this.

If this gets out, how will they live their lives?

However, before Leng Yun could finish his words, a cold male voice rang out:

"Go down."

"grown ups--"

Leng Yu wanted to speak again, but Beitang Yi waved his hand, becoming even more impatient:

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

With a few big strides, Beitang Yi reached the bedside and took the medicine from Xia Xiu's bowl. From beginning to end, his eyes never left the bed:

"Everyone get out!"

Looking at each other, the maids were dumbfounded. For a long time, they didn't know whether to leave or not.

It was not until Beitang Yi's cold eyes came over again that Leng Yun and Leng Yu pushed Chunmiao and Xia Xiu out one by one.

There were only two people left in the room. They looked at each other, and they both felt as if they were in another world. After moving their lips several times, Beitang Yi finally found his voice:

"How is it? Is your injury...better?"

Looking down, Beitang Yi felt that she seemed much weaker. He raised his hand to check her wound, but the collar of her clothes was pulled tighter, and at the same time, a female voice that was so cold and unfamiliar came:

"I don't want to trouble you, sir. I am fine."

After the words fell, Mu Lianzhi lowered her eyes as if she was uncomfortable, covered her nose with her lips and coughed lightly:

"Cough cough~"

"Zhizhi?"

This was the first time they had met in private since he left on a business trip. Beitang Yi could sense her unfamiliarity and indifference. His throat felt sore, but he subconsciously raised his hand to help her calm down. However, he shrank back and Mu Lianzhi avoided his touch:

"My Lord, please respect yourself."

The next second, Beitang Yi held her shoulders, not only sat down beside the bed, but also moved forward a little:

"You are angry with me, are you blaming me? Zhizhi, I just care about you..."

God knows how he got through this period of time. Every day he was either thinking about her or worrying about her. He even dreamed about how to see her. He was almost torturing himself crazy.

"Care about me?"

With a cold sneer, Mu Lianzhi looked at him, but his eyes became even colder:

"How many of Master Beitang's words are true? Master is so busy that he probably doesn't even remember what he said to anyone! I don't need Master Beitang's concern, and I can't afford it."

"Everything I suffered today was caused by Master Beitang."

"Do you know how hard it is for an ant to survive?"

Thinking of how she came into this world alone, struggling to survive every day, and trembling with fear every day, silent tears could not be controlled and flowed out of her eyes, but the corners of her lips were raised:

"So, I will never associate with people who are untrustworthy and treacherous—"