Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Emperor Shenwu was silent for a moment, his eyes becoming even colder. "Since that's the case, go back to the palace and have a good rest for a few days."

Concubine Jiang's face turned pale, but she did not argue or make any noise: "Yes, Your Majesty." She slowly bowed and returned to the palace.

Emperor Shenwu said again: "Wan Fei, after returning to the palace, copy the palace rules a thousand times. You are not allowed to leave the palace until you have copied them all."

Concubine Wan's pretty face turned pale, and she bowed her head: "Yes, Your Majesty."

As the dragon chariot gradually moved away, the harem gradually dispersed, leaving only Concubine Wu and her maids kneeling there. Lan Qingwu slowly walked back. Ruhan was already at the palace gate, anxious and frantic. Seeing Lan Qingwu, he hurried over.

The two of them helped Lan Qingwu walk into the hall. After she sat down on the couch, Ruhan knelt beside her and applied medicine to her knees. Lan Qingwu glanced at Ruping and said, "You should go back and rest and apply the medicine. Let the little maidservant rub the bruises well."

Ruping did not refuse, and went back to her residence to rest after Fu died.

Ruhan kept working, her eyes reddening, "Master, thankfully I don't have to pay my respects every day. If I had to do this every day..."

Lan Qingwu said, "You should clean up your mouth. We're not out here. Ruping told you to improve so I can take you out with confidence in the future."

Ruhan pouted and said, "I will get better, but I am not as good as Ruping now. She has been in the palace before."

Lan Qingwu nodded: "Ruping is indeed rare."

In the Qianzheng Hall, Li Xiang looked at the Shenwu Emperor's expression and said, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave and send some good medicine to the young ladies to treat their injuries."

Emperor Shenwu glanced at him and said, "Hmm."

Li Xiang arrived at the gate of Qianzheng Hall and called a few eunuchs to deliver medicine to the young ladies. He personally took the medicine to Suowu Palace, asked a few questions after delivering the medicine, and returned to Qianzheng Hall to report.

In the Qianzheng Hall, Li Xiang changed a cup of tea for Emperor Shenwu and said, "He has some bruises, but nothing serious. He has already rested."

Emperor Shenwu stroked the teacup lid and pondered for a moment: "Go, summon Imperial Physician Zhao."

Doctor Zhao Wubing was the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, specializing in treating the emperor. After he paid his respects, Emperor Shenwu asked him, "I need a doctor as skilled as you. Rank is not important; what matters is the doctor's skills and character. Do you have any recommendations?"

Doctor Zhao pondered for a moment before replying, "My disciple Nie Wushuang's medical skills are no less impressive than mine, and some of his ideas are even superior to mine. However, he has only been in the Imperial Hospital for a short time and is only at the seventh rank."

Emperor Shenwu waved his hand and said, "Promote Nie Wushuang to the rank of sixth-rank imperial physician. From now on, he will only be responsible for treating patients at Suowu Palace. He is not to be concerned with anything else. He must report back to me after each consultation. There is no need to publicize it."

Doctor Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he quickly knelt down to express his gratitude.

That day, the Emperor Shenwu summoned Concubine Li again. Late at night, Lan Qingwu lay quietly in bed, lost in thought. Perhaps having slept too much during the day, he felt no sleep at all. A slight noise came from outside the door. Lan Qingwu half-sat up, and the Emperor Shenwu had already entered the bedroom.

Lan Qingwu quickly stood up, bowed, and knelt on the bed: "Your Majesty."

Emperor Shenwu frowned slightly, walked forward and held her in his arms, "Does it still hurt?"

Lan Qingwu shook his head: "It will be fine in a few days."

Emperor Shenwu stretched out his hand, but then retracted it, thinking of his own strength. "Apply the medicine properly."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Emperor Shenwu looked at her expression, leaned close to her cheek, and said in a low voice: "What? What did I say when I was drunk the other day?"

Lan Qingwu lowered his head: "No."

Emperor Shenwu kissed the corner of her lips and said, "I drank a lot that day, so don't blame me for what I said."

Lan Qingwu was panting heavily from his kiss. She hugged his neck and whispered, "Really not."

The Emperor deepened the kiss, and Lan Qingwu soon collapsed into his arms. Afterward, the Emperor held her tightly, tightening his embrace: "I don't want you to get hurt."

He stared at her and asked, "Are you blaming me for closing your heart like this?"

Lan Qingwu lay quietly in his arms, her eyelids gradually becoming heavy, and she fell asleep in a short while.

Emperor Shenwu did not fall asleep for a long time. He gently stroked her long hair, his memories sinking into the past.

Young Yun Heng was granted a few days of family leave each month in the military camp. Normally, anyone around him would have their background investigated by the secret guards, but just like the last time he discovered the secret of the weak Taoyuan, he also wanted to protect it without realizing it.

Besides, he knew who she was the second they met. There was a girls' school on Taoyuan Street in the border town. Yun Heng was sitting in a tea shop across from the entrance, with a box of snacks that little girls loved on the table.

Five or six girls aged eight or nine in school uniforms stopped opposite the tea shop. They gathered together and chattered about something.

Yun Heng had good hearing and frowned when he heard the content. "Xinxin, look at the appearance of this parrot, look at its cry, and then pluck a feather from it."

"Ranran, I wonder what it looks like when all its hair is plucked out."

"Let's try it." The voice was mixed with the mournful cries of birds.

"Scratch it. Ah, its blood is also red."

Yun Heng's frown deepened. A young lady in the boudoir, a woman still learning, had committed such a cruel act. Although she was still young, her nature was already determined.

"What are you doing?" Yun Heng heard a familiar voice and looked up. He saw a little girl, about eight or nine years old, in school clothes, walking slowly towards the other girls. It was Ruo Ruo, who had brought him medicine last time. Behind her were the maid and servant he had seen last time.

Five or six girls spread out, revealing the girl in the middle holding a birdcage.

The girl in the middle said, "Oh, it's you. Can't you see? We are playing."

Ruo Ruo looked at the dying parrot and frowned slightly: "It's almost dead. You are not playing here. This is near the Shangxue. If the teacher sees it, it will not be good for you."

Three or four girls retreated to the back, and one of them said, "We didn't do anything. We were just watching. Don't tell the teacher."

As they stepped back, the only two girls left were revealed. The girl who hadn't picked up the birdcage said, "Xinxin, I'm going to tell the Master."

Xinxin had a spoiled look on her face, with a hint of pride between her brows: "What are you afraid of? This is my bird, I can do whatever I want with it. Besides, it's the law of the jungle, who makes it weaker than me? Ranran, do you want to continue playing?"

Ruo Ruo was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "A truly strong person is born to protect the weak, and definitely not someone who takes pleasure in torturing them like you do."

Ran Ran said slowly, "So, do you eat chicken, duck, fish or meat?"

More and more girls came to study around them. They didn't come close, but looked at them in groups of three or four.

"This is your bird," she said weakly. "If you had killed it and eaten its meat, I wouldn't have said anything. But you take pleasure in torturing it, and instead of doing it at home, you took it out on the street, causing it to scream miserably and frighten me. Actually, it's no big deal if you frightened me. At most, I can go home and take some medicine to recuperate. But if you had frightened a weak child passing by and killed them, that would have been terrible. Also, you're torturing it right in front of the school. Isn't that disrespectful to the teacher? It will make others wonder which teacher taught someone like you!"