After hearing this, the Fourth Master looked at Wen Xin with a gloomy face.

Today I met the prince in the palace. The prince asked him to have a drink. Their brothers had a good relationship since childhood, but they have gradually faded in recent years.

Since Soetu's death, the prince's side cannot be easily approached, and no one dares to test the emperor's wishes.

The Fourth Master was also thrust his mind at that time and followed the prince. Maybe he had always admired this second brother in his heart. Now in this situation, he was more pitiful to his second brother who was sitting in the prince's position.

It cannot be said to be pitiful.

What the second brother wants, the emperor cannot give it to you now.

The emperor gave it to me, and the second brother was unwilling to swallow it forcibly.

The father is not old and the son is strong.

In the royal family, this is sadness.

When talking about the relationship between brothers in the past, the Fourth Master talked to the prince for a while, and it was a little late when he left the palace. Who knew that he would become like this when he returned to the mansion.

It's just one day.

The concubine was uneasy and went to see Yin, thinking about it and finally arrived at Tingzhu Pavilion.

When the concubine arrived, who dares to stop the people from Zhuge Pavilion?

He had to welcome someone in, and the imperial physician who rushed inside was taking the pulse.

Madam Luo lifted the curtain, and then the concubine raised her foot and walked in.

Tingzhu Pavilion is not very big, and the main house where you live in warmly is much smaller than the main courtyard.

The concubine looked at the decorations around her calmly, and there was no limit to the limit, but in the case where the princess could use, each item was exquisite.

The concubine slowly withdrew her gaze, but it was just a little bit of it. Li's more than this one was that a princess was not worth her to take a few more glances.

Bypassing the small screen, the concubine walked in and saw the Fourth Master sitting on the bed with her back to Jin Deng, staring at the person in the tent.

The imperial physician, who covered his wrist with a veil, was taking a pulse. After a while, he stood up and replied to the Fourth Master, "Weichen prescribes a prescription to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and then apply it with ointment. It will be cured in half a month."

It takes half a month?

A "buzzing" sound in Fujin's mind, didn't it just hit him?

I didn't hear the conversation between the imperial physician and the Fourth Master clearly for a while. When I came to my senses, I heard the Fourth Master ask, "Is it a hindrance to her body? She has never been in good health. She has suffered frostbite once."

The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's better to raise it well. If so, I will prescribe another prescription and take two prescriptions together. After a few days, I will come for a follow-up visit. The Fourth Master is relieved. He is still young and injured on his waist. You can't be too careless. You can only stay in bed these days."

The Fourth Master nodded slowly and asked the imperial physician to go out and prescribe.

Su Peisheng personally took the people out and was extremely attentive. This time he was cheated by Madam Luo, so he remembered the main courtyard.

Open your eyes and tell lies in front of him. This time, my master is afraid he will remember him.

He didn't expect that Wen Gege was so seriously injured, and that bastard Zhao Baolai didn't explain the matter clearly.

Su Peisheng sighed in disgrace and thought about how to remove himself from this matter.

The concubine stood there but was very embarrassed. She looked at the Fourth Master but didn't know what to say.

"I didn't expect Wen Gege to be so seriously injured. He stood up quickly when he saw her fall down, but he didn't see anything wrong..." Fojin explained to himself frivolously.

The Fourth Master turned to look at Fujin, "Not to mention it at that time, I heard from Zhuge that people from Zhuge went to the main courtyard to ask for a doctor for a look, but after saying that Wen was seriously injured, he couldn't get up. What did Fujin say?"

The more steadily the Fourth Master said, the more panicked the concubine was in her heart.

If the Fourth Master is angry and angry, she will feel better, but the more she is like this, the less confident she is.

She couldn't explain, would she ask her to tell the Fourth Master that she was deliberately stuck in Tingzhuge?

She dared not!

If she wants to say this, she will leave a handle that cannot be tolerated in her life.

The concubine couldn't really say anything. After a while, she paused to sort out her thoughts, she said slowly: "Yin was overly frightened and had a pain in her abdomen. Wenger was still fine when she left, so I didn't think much about it. It was my mistake. Please calm down."

The words were calm and stable. The concubine picked herself clearly. When the Fourth Master heard it, he became more angry.

"In the eyes of the concubine, I'm afraid that Yin's child is more serious than his master, right?"

After hearing this, the concubine's face changed and she instantly knelt down.

Fortunately, the people in Zhuge retreated, otherwise they would not know if they were still alive after hearing this.

"I dare not, I have never thought so."

"You didn't think about it, but that's how you did it. Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking." The Fourth Master closed his eyes hard and then slowly opened it, "You go back."

The concubine wanted to explain, but she couldn't say a word in her throat.

What did she say?

Say she doesn't want to adopt Yin's child?

Say she didn't deliberately make things difficult for Wen?

Say what she did today was not fueling the fire?

She dared not say it.

The concubine slowly stood up and stepped back step by step, feeling that her legs weighed tens of millions of pounds.

The tent was warm and open, looking at the tent opposite with his eyes open. The peony patterns were blooming in a luxurious way. The petals were hooked with silver threads. The tulle-like tent was faintly shining, which was very beautiful.

The back pain was still hurting, but it was much better than before.

Wen Xin didn't look back and just looked at the patterns on the tent. The conversation between the Fourth Master and the Concubine was repeated in her ears over and over again.

Yun Ling walked in quietly, holding the ointment given by the imperial physician. She was about to open the tent and apply it to the princess when she saw the master reach out and take it over.

She was so scared that she was trembling all over and didn't dare to stay too long and retreated.

She was not stupid, and knew what the master was going to do, and her heart was beating.

Wen Xin lay on her back and felt that the tent was being lifted up, and the light shone in, illuminating the tent.

The clothes on her waist were lifted up and she felt a chill. A pair of big hands slowly kneaded her wounds, with neither light nor heavy force. Then she heard another sigh.

The warm eyes turned red.

When she was so painful in the afternoon, she hated the Fourth Master and hated herself for traveling through this time and space.

Hiring a doctor is a fatal matter.

But now, listening to the Fourth Master rubbing her waist and applying medicine, listening to his sigh, he slowly swallowed the breath in his heart.

As if he noticed the warm and shriveling figure, the Fourth Master said, "Are you awake? Feel better?"

Wen Xin didn't move, she didn't want to turn around. She was afraid that she would see the Fourth Master's face, so what if she couldn't help but slap her up?

Even though she knew that the fault was not his, she still couldn't help but take her anger.

Wen Xin was thinking about it all, and she felt her body lightening and the Fourth Master picked her up.

"I'm still angry with Master?" The Fourth Master looked at the person in his arms, and said something full of heart, but somehow he said this.
Chapter completed!