Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

"Is Ling'er injured?" Wen Yuan asked the palace maid beside her anxiously, "Quick, help me up."

The maid helped Wen Yuan out of the door: "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Xingyao originally wanted to treat the wound quietly without disturbing Wen Yuan, but she didn't expect that Nanny Li's shout would alarm everyone in Yonghe Palace.

Under Wen Yuan's arrangement, everyone helped the two people into the house.

Li Heng stood facing Wen Yuan, covering the wound on his back.

"Imperial sister-in-law, I'm fine. Let Ling'er take a look first."

Seeing him say this, Wen Yuan didn't bother to be polite with him, ignored him, and focused all his attention on Ji Xingyao.

"Is this a call from Amire?"

Wen Yuan has always been gentle and has no temper, but at this moment his voice is cold and his face is solemn, which makes people shudder.

"It's her." Ji Xingyao gasped in pain, "But she's not much better."

Wen Yuan glanced at Li Heng, knowing that Li Heng had probably taught Amire a lesson.

"You are not allowed to leave the palace from now on. Stay with me."

Ji Xingyao was about to retort when Li Heng chimed in, "Excellent."

"..."

Soon, Eunuch Zhou rushed to Yonghe Palace with the imperial physician.

The imperial physician first noticed the wound on Li Heng's back and was about to examine it when Li Heng stopped him: "Let Ling'er see it first."

Ji Xingyao's injury required him to take off his outer clothes. There were many people here, so Wen Yuan said to Li Heng, "Prince Ruiping, Ling'er needs to change clothes. Please step aside. Oh, by the way, you are also injured. Go to the Imperial Medical Bureau for treatment."

"Thank you for your concern, sister-in-law. I'm fine. I'll just wait outside."

In that case, Wen Yuan nodded casually.

The imperial physician examined Ji Xingyao's wound and said, "Don't worry, your majesty. The wound isn't deep."

Fortunately, Ji Xingyao was agile and dodged in time, and he was covered with clothes. Although the wound looked scary, it was actually not deep and it was not difficult to recover.

After the imperial physician finished applying the medicine, he wrote a prescription and left a can of scar cream: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, after the wound scabs over, apply the scar cream every day and no scar will remain."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After the imperial physician left, Wen Yuan asked Ji Xingyao to lie on the couch and not let her move around.

She was busy running around with her big belly on her shoulders for a while when Nanny Li came to report, "Madam, the prince is still waiting in the courtyard."

After all, he is a prince and still has injuries on his body. Wen Yuan has left him alone for so long, it's almost time.

Wen Yuan came to the yard to see him:

"Ling'er has been treated with medicine. The imperial physician said it won't leave scars. Your Highness, please return."

Li Heng was stunned at first, opening and closing his mouth. He nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, I will leave first. Don't let Ling'er leave Yonghe Palace for the next few days."

It was rare for Wen Yuan to share the same ideas with Li Heng. Ji Xingyao had been injured several times in just two months since she came here, and Wen Yuan was no longer willing to let her go out alone.

Ji Xingyao stayed in the house for several days, with someone serving her food and drink. If she hadn't been worried about Wen Yuan's death, her life would have been quite leisurely.

The wound has scabbed over and it itches from time to time.

"Don't scratch it. The imperial physician said that scratching the scab will cause scarring."

Ji Xingyao's nails had touched the deep red scab, but stopped abruptly.

"Ah Yuan."

"Hmm?" Wen Yuan was looking down at the scar on her calf and responded nonchalantly.

"I'll be going back soon, but I haven't been able to find a way to help you get back. So, before I leave, I want to give you a gift."

Wen Yuan raised his eyes: "What gift?"

"Space teleportation."

Wen Yuan's brows suddenly furrowed: "I don't want it."

"Ah? Why."

Wen Yuan's face turned ugly: "First, tell me, what is the price of exchanging for space teleportation?"

Ji Xingyao laughed it off. "It's nothing, just money. I haven't used up all the monetary rewards I received yet, so I used the rest to exchange for rewards. Oh, don't worry about me not having enough to eat. I'm a top student from a top-tier university in China. Even without the rewards, I can still become an elite white-collar worker with my education, which is more than enough to support myself."

Wen Yuan didn't say anything, but stared at Ji Xingyao without blinking, making her back feel cold.

"Did you know that when you lie, your eyes glance to the right?"

"!" Ji Xingyao had never realized that he had this problem.

"No, I don't need it."

"But--"

"If you redeem the reward and give it to me, do you also need my consent to accept it?"

"Ah."

"I refuse." Wen Yuan said firmly, "So, don't waste any resources on a useless reward."

"..."

The conversation between the two ended with Wen Yuan's departure.

Ji Xingyao didn't dare tell her until the end that the price was ten years of his life.

Seeing Wen Yuan's strong reaction, Ji Xingyao did not dare to act rashly for the time being.

She thought that when the day came that she left, if there was still no chance, she would exchange it and send it away regardless of whether Wen Yuansheng was angry or not.

By then, Wen Yuan wouldn't be able to find her even if he wanted to scold her, because she had already left after all.

Ji Xingyao had not left Yonghe Palace for several days and was out of touch with news. She did not know that the palace was in turmoil and a cruel hunting game was brewing.

The Southern Xinjiang people hiding in the harem had already completed most of their intelligence gathering work. Every letter from the capital reached the hands of the Southern Xinjiang King without missing a single one.

At the same time, the King of Southern Xinjiang's probing moves on the border became more and more frequent.

Li Zhao was waiting for the King of Southern Xinjiang to send troops.

At this point in the game between the two sides, the people from southern Xinjiang who remained in the palace had become abandoned pawns.

Especially after Amire attacked King Ruiping, Li Zhao's patience with them became lower and lower.

The number of imperial guards increased several times, and they patrolled day and night, strictly controlling the number of people entering and leaving the palace. The space for people in southern Xinjiang to move around became smaller and smaller.

Mingyue Palace.

Merdan and Daranti were discussing matters.

In recent days, Merdan disguised himself as a guard and wandered around the palace of the former dynasty, memorizing every route and palace location.

Merdan acted with extreme caution. He spoke fluent Chinese and could handle any questioning, so the drawing went smoothly.

However, the emperor recently implemented a new decree, issuing a waist badge to each guard.

It records in detail each person's name, where they are on duty, and who is in charge.

Suspicious individuals who cannot produce their badges can be arrested on the spot by the Yulin Guards.

Maidan's movements were restricted and he was trapped in Mingyue Palace.

"I've already drawn the latest map, but it's incomplete. I haven't explored half of it yet."

Merdan gave the map to Daranti.

Daranti carefully put away the map, tied it carefully to the eagle's legs, and released the eagle in a deserted place.

It was also in the evening of that day that the Censor announced that Xu Jinyi was acquitted and they had identified the real murderer.

A maid ran in in a panic: "Aunt, something bad has happened."

"What's the matter?" Daranti said with a cold face.

"Minister Xu was acquitted. They said they found the real culprit."

!

Daranti and Merdan looked at each other and said, "Oh no! We're exposed."