[Chapter two hundred and eighty fifth] Panic
Jia Lan's mouth twitched, and she felt a muffled smile inside. The voice was clearly Long Kun's. Such a heart-wrenching thing must have happened to something terrible. Could it be that after drinking too much last night, I got up and found out that he was an ugly guy after drinking.
Jia Lan thought to herself that in the era of her previous life, it was very ordinary for anyone to stand with whom, so in her eyes, Long Kun's behavior was nothing. However, as the only concubine in the palace, this situation seemed to be expected to occur, and then ask about it.
"Yabei, is Heimu better?" Jialan stopped cleaning and walked out of the palace gate. He saw Yabei meditating and practicing.
"Report to the president, it's better. Although he is in good spirits, he has already lost a lot of money. Fortunately, the president gave him a good elixir and believes that he will be cured in time." Yabei did not salute, but nodded slightly.
"Okay, I'll take care of her, and you'll take care of your health." Jia Lan said, then left the palace gate and headed towards Qingliang Palace, the center of the gossip in the entire palace.
A group of palace maids followed closely behind and followed the Mad Concubine to watch the fun. Although these servants were afraid of Mad Concubine getting angry, for some time, this Mad Concubine was not only a little cold and not very happy to laugh, but also cautious and polite to servants and slaves. Even if she brought her a cup of tea, she would thank her gently. This was something that people who had lived in the palace had never seen before.
Now that the Kuang Concubine goes to Qingliang Hall, it is quite like catching a villain. Everyone originally hated Taiwei Li and his daughter who looks good but has a very bad temper. At this time, they even wanted to follow the Kuang Concubine to watch the fun.
Jialan didn't think so in her heart, but she just heard from the older palace maids that if the emperor favored a concubine, she, who had the highest position in the palace, should exercise the queen's rights and responsibilities to a certain extent and accept the concubine's visit.
So she didn't care too much, just wore a dark blue gradient dress, covered with a nearly transparent blue robe. There was not even any pearls on her head, and the only decoration was a hairband that casually tied up a part of the long hanging blue-purple hair, and the rest drifted in the breeze.
The very elegant outfit makes the mad concubine look graceful and flawless.
When he approached the gate of Qingliang Hall, several eunuchs saw Jia Lan coming. They were stunned at first, then knelt down and saluted, saying aloud: "Your Mad Concubine, I'm safe!"
Jia Lan whispered: "Can the emperor be in it?"
"Yes...but..." A young eunuch in the head was speechless for a moment.
Jialan frowned and asked, "Speak just by saying something."
Before the eunuch could speak, another heart-wrenching howl in the room scared Jialan.
"ah--"
This was clearly Long Kun's voice, but the painful voice seemed to have been greatly hurt. Jia Lan also became worried. She knew that a woman's first night must be in pain. But men... I don't know. Is Long Kun feeling anything uncomfortable?
So she asked quickly: "What's wrong with the emperor? But she is not feeling well?"
"Reply to the Empress, Your Majesty has no discomfort... Just..."
"Speak! Don't always hesitate! But did you summon the imperial physician?" Jia Lan frowned slightly.
"Reply to the Queen's words, the Emperor woke up early and howled like this. It has been a long time since we were not afraid to enter, nor do we know what happened..." The little eunuch lowered his head very low, looking like he wanted to laugh but couldn't.
"Bare!" Jia Lan said angrily, "Call the Imperial Doctor to guard the door, I will go in and take a look!"
The little eunuch was stunned for a moment and quickly replied, "Empress, you go in...is not right..."
Jialan stopped the steps he had taken: "Or you go? Do you dare? If you don't dare, just close your mouth!"
When he walked to the door of the inner room, Jia Lan said loudly: "Your Majesty, are you okay? I know that Your Majesty was tired last night, so I specially sent sobering soup and breakfast."
There was a turmoil in the house immediately, followed by the sound of the vase being broken and the porcelain pillow falling to the ground. Jia Lan's face was already covered in black. This guy was really. He didn't know the rules in his palace, and he knew that I would be able to put on my clothes as soon as possible when I came back...
"Lan'er... don't come in first...I...I..." Long Kun was obviously panicked, and even claimed to have become "me".
When the house gradually became quiet, Jialan's patience was basically exhausted and she said aloud: "Your Majesty, I'm in!" She then pushed the door and entered. Although she had expected that the house would be in chaos, she didn't expect that it would be so complete, which scared Jialan.
The inner room was not small at first, but there were clothes, pants, shoes, socks and even women's bellybands scattered on the ground. The vase next to the carved clothes hanger had been broken into pieces. It was obvious that he took the clothes in a panic and knocked down the clothes hanger.
Long Kun sat upright on the dragon chaise in the middle, but his expression was very unnatural. The red marks extending from his neck to his collarbone had long shown the madness of last night. But for some reason, Long Kun's eyes kept avoiding Jia Lan, looking at the ground or window lattice next to him, and the escaper Jia Lan asked with his eyes.
On the bed, a beautiful girl covered her body with a quilt and shivered. Her exposed shoulders and calves were covered with bruises and strawberries, red and green. It seemed that she had suffered a lot of trouble last night. Her cheeks were rosy and her tears were obvious. Seeing Jia Lan dared to push the door in, she looked at Jia Lan with bad eyes.
Jialan didn't care about this. Looking at Long Kun, who was obviously not wearing Li Suo, Jialan smiled slightly and ordered: "Come on, change your clothes for Your Majesty!"
Four palace maids came in. Jia Lan turned around, turned her back to Long Kun, and looked directly at the seemingly pitiful girl on the bed. She couldn't help but smile in her heart, saying, "This little girl is really a stubborn guy. When she saw her, she was not afraid, but stared at her, as if she wanted to swallow herself alive."
Long Kun did not say a word and allowed the palace maids to dress neatly, but his eyes were filled with guilt and stared at Jia Lan's back.
"Which palace maid are you?" Jia Lan asked at the girl on the bed.
The girl's eyes widened. This mad concubine was too shameless! Not only did she break into the palace, but now she still thinks she is a palace maid.
"I am not a palace maid! I am the eldest daughter of the Grand Marshal Li Fuquan - Li Yanran!"
Jialan frowned when she heard this name. She knew Li Fuquan, a powerful minister, who was good at competing for power and playing with power, and was a prosperous person in the officialdom, but Jialan did not know anything about what he was. However, the daughter of an official family actually appeared in the emperor's harem in the middle of the night, and she happened to be lucky after the emperor got drunk, which was a bit strange.
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