The warm spring water confused Ruan Yuyi's mind, and her body became weak. Only by hooking his neck could she barely prevent herself from falling into the water again.
She knew she couldn't stay any longer.
She relied on the power of the water to escape from him and grabbed the edge of the pool, intending to get out of the water.
But Jiang Huaiyang didn't give her this chance. He pulled her back, grabbed her waist, lowered his head and covered her lips. He led her to the bottom of the pool.
Her whimpering sounds were swallowed up by the warm pool water. She exhaled a few bubbles before holding her breath. It didn't take long before the overwhelming feeling of suffocation came over her.
She clung to his shoulders in fear and struggled hard, but was firmly restrained in his arms.
He seemed to be particularly willing to experience the pleasure of being on the verge of despair, and wanted her to sink with him. He pried open her lips and teeth, breathed out, and made her feel better.
The pool was not very deep, and we quickly reached the bottom.
Their black hair was intertwined, making them indistinguishable from each other. Her mind was distracted, and she thought she was melting into the pool of water, and the hot water poured into her body.
Almost reaching the critical point, he took her to get up.
She lay on his shoulder, coughing violently, and the air penetrated into her nasal cavity. Every time she breathed, it was painful as if it was pulling on the meridians. He held her body with one hand, and patted her back gently with his free hand.
She is happy.
His voice came to her ear, "Is this going to happen again?"
She had no time to discern the meaning of his words, so she could only shake her head when she heard them.
He chuckled softly and said in a warm voice, "Suicide will be very painful, and Ling Ling can't bear it. It's better to stay by my side and don't think about anything else." His voice was cold, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
Seeing that she had regained her breath, he just grabbed her slender ankles.
Mu Xiang stood outside the bamboo forest and turned a deaf ear to the movement inside. I don't know how long it took before she was called in to wait on her.
At that time, the little lady had fallen asleep in the new emperor's arms. She was still frowning in her sleep, her face was flushed, her lips were slightly open, and she was exhaling hot breath. Jiang Huaiyang took the cloak in Mu Xiang's hand and covered her with it.
He noticed that she looked like she was ill, and said in a deep voice, "Go and call Dr. Ning." After that, he led her towards his courtyard.
Mu Xiang was also worried that her young lady would not dare to delay, so she bowed her hands and turned around.
He put the young lady on the couch.
The guard who came from the palace had something to report and had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the new emperor coming back, he stepped forward and whispered a few words with a solemn look on his face.
He took his hands away from her waist and lifted the curtain on the chiseled copper hook. The curtain fell behind him, covering the scene inside. He was tall and tall, standing with his hands behind his back, "Wei drove back to the palace, Ruan Jieyu and others
People don’t have to follow each other.”
The guard bowed his head and said yes, then prepared his carriage and horses and went off.
When Ruan Yuyi slowly woke up, only the fragrance of wood was left in the room.
"Miss, you're awake." Mu Xiang opened the curtain, "Mr. Ning is waiting outside. Do you want to ask him to come in for a consultation right now?"
Her throat felt itchy, so she covered her mouth and coughed a few times. She took a breath and said softly, "Call Dr. Ning to come in."
Ning He walked in with the medical box and bowed to the fallen bed curtain with a respectful expression.
Since entering the capital, she has become sick more frequently than when she was at home in Wuzhou. These days have come and gone, and the people in Luomei Xuanzhong have become familiar with Dr. Ning.
Ning He was well aware of her condition. He checked her pulse through the gauze handkerchief and said calmly, "My young master, you still need to cultivate yourself well, otherwise the root cause of the disease will be revealed."
She coughed twice and said in a weak voice, "I will remember it."
This condition is recurring, and there is no solution. Doctor Ning rarely prescribed more severe medicine, so that she could get better quickly and avoid suffering day by day.
After seeing off Dr. Ning, Ruan Yuyi felt really uncomfortable. It was already dark, so she wet her pillow and fell asleep again.
Mu Xiang waited for her to fall asleep, added some charcoal, closed the doors and windows to block out the cold wind, and then went to guard outside.
Tiredness came to her, so she leaned on the small couch in the main room and fell asleep.
The room fell silent. About a quarter of an hour later, the door was gently pushed open. The moon was as cold as water, and white frost fell on the ground. The thin shadow opened the soft curtain and entered the inner room.
The moon rose and set, and birds chirped, but when the sky was dark, Mu Xiang was awakened by the sounds of continuous beatings on the door, which seemed to be so strong that they were trying to break the door open.
Mu Xiang was dazed for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the young lady was still sleeping in the inner room. She was already sick and tired. If she was woken up, it would make her headache even worse.
Putting on her embroidered shoes, she walked towards the door, unlocked it, and scolded her in a low voice, "Don't you think it's easier to do this so early in the morning? Why don't you apologize for waking up my mistress?"
She suddenly paused in her words, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The person knocking on the door was the maid next to Concubine Shu. She was sobbing and her eyes were full of tears. Her hair was messy and her hand was still in the air as she was knocking on the door.
"Your Majesty..." The maid was young, seemed to be frightened, and couldn't understand what she said, "Our Majesty..."
Mu Xiang sighed, turned around and brought tea to her, asking her not to be anxious and speak slowly.
The palace maid raised her head and drank all the tea. She drank so fast that the tea flowed out and fell to her chin. "Our queen was taken away by the palace guards yesterday. Please save our queen, Ruan Jieyu!" she cried out.
She plopped down and knelt down. Yesterday, news suddenly came from the palace that eight hundred stones of pepper were found in the Rong family. Pepper is an ordinary thing, so it is not surprising, but here is the problem.
Quantitatively.
Pepper, because of its fragrant and anti-cold properties, was often mixed with mud and painted on the walls of the imperial city. However, ordinary officials and ordinary people were not allowed to do this.
As soon as the eight hundred stones of pepper were found, the ambition of the Rong family was clearly exposed. In order to deal with the matter, His Majesty hurriedly returned to the palace. As the daughter of the Rong family, Concubine Shu was naturally recalled to the palace and placed under severe confinement.
Hua Palace.
The incident happened suddenly, and Concubine Shu was panic-stricken. In desperation, she left her maid beside her and asked her to deliver a message to Ruan Yuyi, the only person with whom she was close.
After hearing this, Mu Xiang's face turned serious. Knowing that this matter could not be delayed, she took her maid into the house and then turned back to the inner room.
She put her hand on the door and pushed it open.
A choking smell spread across the floor, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. Suddenly she thought of something, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly walked inside, calling Ruan Yuyi loudly, and suddenly opened the door and window.
The charcoal fire on the ground was still burning sizzlingly, with white smoke rising above the red color.
The little palace maid heard Mu Xiang's urgent voice and knew something was wrong, so she hurriedly moved all the charcoal fire into the courtyard.
The cold wind howled in, and the smell inside quickly dissipated.
Ruan Yuyi huddled in the soft brocade quilt and closed her eyes, as if she was still asleep. She didn't know what was happening around her, and she didn't know that her maid was so anxious that she was about to cry.