Last night was destined to be an uneasy night. Ye Jin was beaten to a serious injury and fell into a coma. General Manager Yu had a deposed arm, and the emperor was stabbed to a serious injury and was also unconscious in the bed.

After this night, the Xiling court will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Jiuqing arrived at Zhaochen Palace.

Wu Ji stayed outside the hall, with only Ye Jin and Jiu Qing in the hall. After a night of sleep, Ye Jin's face looked much better than when he first came back from Ye Zi, but it was still a little pale.

Seeing Jiuqing come in, he lay on the bed and said lightly: "I heard that Yu Chenghai sent me back last night."

"Yes." Walking to several tables, Jiuqing took out the cup and poured warm water, walked over and sent it to Ye Jin's lips, "Drink some water."

Ye Jin glanced at her, didn't say anything, and drank half a cup of warm water with her hand.

Jiuqing put the teacup aside and sat down on the carved pear blossom wood stool at the head of the bed, and said in a gentle tone: "How do you feel?"

"How can you feel?" Ye Jin's lips curled lightly, and a light mockery flashed by, "Have the emperor given me medicine?"

"It's not too late." Jiu Qing finished speaking, looking at Ye Jin's confused eyes, and explained slowly, "After Yu Chenghai sent you back, the emperor ordered Doctor Gu from the Imperial Hospital to send medicine over and want to apply medicine to you. The medicine was left by Wuji, and Doctor Gu was driven out."

After the words came to an end, Ye Jin did not react at all. He just kept staring at Jiuqing with a calm expression, and looked at Jiuqing raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"A good girl won't lie." Ye Jin chuckled, but his smile seemed to be as clear as the sky was clear. The haze dissipated, and the gentle luster of the breeze and the moon flowed in his eyes. "Si Jiuqing, although what you said has no flaws, I am not a stupid and dull person either."

Jiu Qing said quietly for a moment, "Your Highness is doubting me?"

"I am not doubting you, but questioning the rationality of the matter." Ye Jin adjusted his posture, placed his hands horizontally under his head, gently pressed his chin against his arm, and turned his head to look at Jiuqing, "When I went to Yonghe Palace last night, I saw a box of Forget-Wuyou placed on the table."

Jiuqing's eyebrows moved slightly.

"The emperor should have wanted to apply medicine to me personally." Ye Jin said, sneering, "It's a pity that his wishful thinking was destroyed. If what I expected was right, he should either die or be injured at this time, right?"

Jiuqing didn't speak, and looked at him quietly.

She was indeed a little negligent. She saw that he was seriously injured and was only concerned about saving people and covering up the truth. She forgot that there was a box of forgetful worries on the case. Unexpectedly, just a box of ointments could make Ye Jin doubt the facts.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ye Jin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Aren't you very good at making up stories? Why don't you talk?"

Make up a story?

Is this sentence ironic or ridiculous?

Jiuqing frowned, felt a little strange in his heart, and said lightly: "Maybe the emperor forgot to use it for you, and later ordered Doctor Gu to send it."

Speaking of this, she turned around and took out a box of ointment from the medicine box, "If you don't believe me, look, is this box?"

Over the past seven years, Ye Jin has used countless ointments for his injury. The ointment is the same ointment, and the box of the ointment is naturally the same. But Ye Jin actually wants to say that what he said just now is a lie.

There is no such ointment on the emperor's case. Even if that person wants to give him medicine personally, the ointment will never be placed on the table at will.
Chapter completed!