When Zhou Shuhe woke up, it was already the evening of the next day.

The orange-red sunset hung in the sky, she sat up, put on a coat, and watched quietly for a while through the flower window.

Jiyue is still recuperating in bed, and besides her, the guard at night is Chunye, the court lady who is most used by Zhou Shuhe among the palace people in Lanfang Pavilion.

Chun Ye is not very old, but she entered the palace three years earlier than Zhou Shuhe. She was originally a court lady of Lanfang Pavilion. bypassed her alone.

This girl is serious about her thoughts. When Liu Jieyu's eldest palace maid, Chun Xi, first tried her out, she was given a training for nothing. It was all commonplace talk about loyalty and not being second to each other.

Zhou Shuhe liked her loyalty and devotion, but fortunately Chunye did not disappoint her appreciation. When she saw someone wake up, she immediately sent someone to call the imperial physician. While waiting for the imperial physician, she told her in detail what happened in the past two days. report.

Chen Xiaoxiao and Roupin died in the flames, but she and Chen Qingming survived.

Zhou Shuhe closed his eyes, suppressed the complicated emotions, and did not think about what happened to Chen Xiaoxiao, but instead drew his attention back to the matter itself—a conflagration, a concubine who shouldn't be here.

She intuitively felt that there must be something hidden in it, the concubine Rou came all the way to Yihe Palace, she would never come here to chat with each other when she is free.

What's more, where would there be an unprovoked fire, if it wasn't for someone to save her, I'm afraid she would...

and many more!

Flames, smoke, collapsed beams.Zhou Shuhe suddenly remembered the vaguely seen figure in the fire, and she thought it was a dream.

In desperation, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Chunye's sleeve: "Where's Qi Yu? Where is he!"

The flickering of the candle made the person's shadow very long, Chunye stared at her for a moment, then suddenly said: "Lady, there is something I want to tell you."

Zhou Shuhe was a little impatient, with a rare ferocious expression: "Where are there so many words, I ask you to answer it."

It was the first time she was reprimanded so harshly, Chunye's shoulders shrank slightly, took a deep breath, and then stepped back half a step to kneel on the ground, then gritted his teeth, and followed the words just now.

"Jiyue didn't want to restrain you, so I never said it; the palace people next to me were not so thoughtful, so I didn't find out; the careful ladies and wives would never think of coming here, and the nobles like Your Majesty would not." Look down."

"You acted covertly enough. In fact, you didn't do anything, but the servant could see it. That being the case, perhaps not only the servant could see it."

Chunye didn't say anything to death, but every word pointed to her and Qi Yu.

Zhou Shuhe was startled, a chill came from his heart, he stared at Chunye and was speechless.

"So," after a long while, she found her voice again, "What happened to Qi Yu, it's worth your words to provoke me."

Chunye lay on the ground, her calmness was like a fragile bubble, pierced by the ice in Zhou Shuhe's words, her shoulders trembled as if cold.

She took a deep look at Chunye, and her heart gradually became clear.

This girl is a bit smart, and it is indeed possible to see the subtle relationship between her and Qi Yu, but she is also straightforward, and she can't say such meticulous and measured words.

"Or, is this exactly what he told you to say? Are these words intended to threaten me and tell me not to act rashly?"

She bent down, her upper body leaned forward, making Chunye even more flustered.

"We've talked about this, you should tell me what happened to him."

Chunye had never seen her so strong and cold, she was a little scared, he hesitated for a while, and finally told the truth honestly.

She saw that it was true that the relationship between Zhou Shuhe and Qi Yu was subtle, that it was true that she was loyal to Zhou Shuhe, and that what Qi Yu taught her today was true.

It's funny to say that it was the scene of Qi Yu walking out of the sea of ​​fire with Zhou Shuhe in his arms yesterday, which made Chunye faintly aware that something was wrong.

Later, she thought of the past minutes and seconds, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Last night, she couldn't sit still, and secretly ran to the Supervisor of Rituals, trying to warn Qi Yumo not to think about noble people, but happened to bump into him who had just walked out of his room. Tan Xiang who came out of the window.

Chunye wanted to go in to find Qi Yu, but Tan Xiang refused to let Chunye go to find Qi Yu. The two had some disputes, and it was unclear which one raised the volume first, but they woke up the wounded in the house up.

The pain on his body was excruciating. Qi Yuben was sleeping very lightly and had a fever. When he woke up, he was thirsty and wanted to ask someone to bring a glass of water to moisten his lips, but Tan Xiang was busy arguing with Chunye and didn't hear him. .

He had no choice but to stretch out his hand to reach for the white porcelain water cup on the bedside table, but he accidentally touched the injury on his leg, and the severe pain rushed to his forehead like an electric shock. Qi Yu couldn't hold it steady for a while, and the porcelain and water Rolled to the ground together, making a crisp cracking sound.

The noise from inside the house interrupted the dispute outside. Tan Xiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and turned around and rushed back, not forgetting to lock the door to prevent Chunye from breaking in.

Chunye, who was following behind, hesitated for a while, and stuck to the door to listen to the movement inside.

Tan Xiang ignored the debris and water stains on the ground, and lay beside Qi Yu's bed, looking a little nervous: "Qi Bingbi, how do you feel now?"

The person lying on the bed closed his eyes and did not speak.

"You... can you say something, I will go to the Tai Hospital tomorrow to get his medical skills in ten books and eight books, and promise to study hard and improve yourself, don't die!"

Tan Xiang was so frightened that he almost broke his voice, and howled dryly for a while, only then remembered that he stretched out his fingers tremblingly to probe his breath.

Qi Yu opened his eyes and said helplessly, "I'm just in a little pain, I want to take it easy, it's okay, don't bother me."

Tan Xiang let out an "oh", and honestly remained silent.

Chunye outside the door didn't know what happened. She was still alive and well when she saw people in the afternoon, but now she didn't dare to speak, and then she became quiet.

Qi Yu slowed down, took a cup of tea from Tan Xiangxin, and took a sip to moisten his lips.

"What happened just now? Who are you arguing with?"

Tan Xiang pouted: "No one, it's just a passing dog barking."

Chun Ye, who was lying outside the door, was very unhappy when he heard the words, "cough cough" two high-pitched announcements of his existence, and raised his voice: "Greetings to Qi Bingbi, this servant is Chun Ye, the maid of Lanfang Pavilion, I have something to see you .”

Qi Yu glanced at Tan Xiang with sideways eyes. The latter was a little guilty, and shouted out of the door, "What's the matter? Did I say you are a dog? And even if I said so, so what? The puppy is so cute, why don't you Not happy, why? You discriminate against puppies!?"

"..."

Qi Yu had blue veins popping out of his forehead, and he endured it again and again. For a while, he felt that his head hurt more than the wound on his body.

"Stop arguing!"

Tan Xiang immediately shut his mouth, and Chun Ye, who had just cleared his throat outside the house and was about to do a big job, also choked all the words back into his throat under the scolding.

Qi Yu sighed: "Tan Xiang, come here and help me, take out the coat from the cabinet and help me put it on, then open the door and invite Miss Chunye to come in and talk."

Tan Xiang was still not convinced, and opened his mouth to retort, but seeing Qi Yu holding his arms, struggling to get up, he was so pitiful, his heart felt sour, but he still followed his heart.

Chunye squatted outside the door, feeling a little guilty.

After all, she sounds like she is sick, and it's shameful to run in and point fingers at this moment, but she's here all the time, if she doesn't say something at this time and let it go, it will cause a big mistake in the future, and it will be too late to regret it.

She typed up the draft for a while, pondering over her words, trying to be deafening but not too hurtful.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Tan Xiang looked down at her condescendingly with a stinking face, and said with a subterranean smile, "Miss Chunye, please."

Chunye had just done enough mental construction, but now she is back on her feet again, glaring at him arrogantly, bumping him away with her shoulder and walking into the room.

Tan Xiang muttered a few dirty words, walked out by himself, and closed the door behind his back.

This is a very clean one-room hut, everything is neatly furnished, there is nothing wrong with it, but there is nothing satisfactory either.

The bookcase is full of books, and there are inkstones and pen holders on the desk. The pens are all ordinary pens, and the inkstone is also the uniform standard in the palace. Even the only decoration in the house - the branch of red cherry on the window sill, It is also inserted in a white porcelain vase mass-produced by the Department of Internal Affairs.

The owner of the house was standing behind the desk, supporting the table with one hand, looking at her with a slight smile.

"Miss Chunye came so late, but Mrs. Zhou is awake? Is there anything important she sent you here?"

Chunye saw that his face was like gold paper, and he was struggling to support his body, and he couldn't bear it. He was embarrassed to speak, so he wanted to meet first and talk about it later. .But who would have thought that when he opened his mouth to ask Zhou Shuhe, his heart was so irritating that a gust of evil fire rushed straight to her forehead.

"May I ask how our lady has anything to do with Qi Bingbi?"

Qi Yu was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Since she hasn't woken up yet, you should stay in Lanfang Pavilion, so why did you leave your post and come looking for me?"

The impulse dissipated, and Chunye gradually became tense under his cold eyes, she gritted her teeth and knelt down on the ground.

"You are the eunuch Bingbi, and the servant is just a small palace servant, neither a female official of the Sixth Bureau, nor a big court lady who is worthy of the lady, so in front of you, you are just a small servant. But you are just a temple in the end. People, and our lady is the favorite concubine of the current emperor, one of the most honorable women in the world, and you are just a slave in front of her."

"My lady treats you with courtesy only because she is kind-hearted. She treats her servants very well, but if you take this as something else, you will despise her. If you offend her, you will be executed according to the law." .”

Her voice was not loud, but these words echoed in the empty wooden house. Qi Yu didn't say anything, but he could already hear what she had to say.

The silent oppression made Chunye a little breathless, she knelt on the ground, thinking for a moment that she was going to die here.

Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies, is indeed a great figure. It's easy to crush a tiny court lady to death. It's not that she doesn't know fear, but what she knows more is that Qi Yu is not worthy.

Just thinking about his thoughts on Zhou Shuhe, even though he had never done anything, Chunye still couldn't help but vomit.

He can kill her, but he is not worthy to get involved with Zhou Shuhe.

The author says:

Chunye: I will give you 500 million, leave me, Sister He.

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