Wen Jiaojiao looked at the man walking towards her, feeling a little frightened for some reason. She took a step back and pushed hard with her left foot, which made her "hiss!" in pain.
"do not move."
The man had a deep voice and walked up to Wen Jiaojiao.
"Miss, this is the emperor, salute quickly!" Yuzhu quickly reminded Wen Jiaojiao, who was still in a daze.
Wen Jiaojiao raised his left foot and was supported by Yuzhu and Fengxin to salute the emperor.
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Yelin raised his hand to avoid Wen Jiaojiao's gift.
Wen Jiaojiao quietly raised her eyes to glance at the emperor, then immediately looked away.
Wen Jiaojiao can play a domineering and arrogant noblewoman in front of anyone, but not in front of the emperor.
why?
He is the emperor! The emperor who has the power of life and death!
When Wen Jiaojiao faced the emperor now, she felt as if she were meeting her boss in the company. She didn't dare to show off her anger. As long as the other person said a word, she would have to put on a smile and act submissive.
Lao Liu: "Host, you have to stay calm! You can't punch hard in front of other people, and you are as quiet as a chicken in front of the emperor! You just triggered an unfortunate event, don't ruin your character again!"
Wen Jiaojiao secretly took a breath, adjusted her mentality, and prepared to talk to the emperor for a few words. After all, he was also her cousin-in-law.
But when Wen Jiaojiao raised her head and saw his seemingly gentle but indifferent expression, she became discouraged.
His eyes seemed to be able to see through her, with an air of indifference that made her feel cold.
Probably because he was too tall, even though there was a distance of about two meters between the two of them, she still felt oppressed like being shrouded in dark clouds.
Wen Jiaojiao lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the golden dragon embroidered on the emperor's black clothes with moire patterns, showing its teeth and claws, as if it was about to come to life.
I dare not look at him, dare not move, and dare not speak.
Zhao Yelin looked at the little girl in front of him who was as quiet as a white rabbit, and wondered if his identity scared her?
The sly and undisciplined little girl by the river that day became gentle and quiet now.
"Where's the injury?" Zhao Yelin asked, looking at her raised left foot.
Yuzhu saw that his young lady lowered her head and helped her reply: "Reporting to the Emperor, the young lady sprained her foot and it is now swollen."
Feng Liang on the side said immediately: "Oh, then send the fourth lady back quickly and ask the medical officer to diagnose and treat her properly."
As he said that, Feng Liang's eyes turned around among these people. The two maids beside the fourth lady looked very delicate. The fourth lady had not yet left the palace, so he and the two guards were not allowed to touch them.
Feng Liang glanced at his master quietly, and he made up his mind, but he still ordered the two guards behind him: "Quickly carry a sedan chair."
After hearing this, Wen Jiaojiao said: "Don't bother, Yuzhu and the others can carry me back."
Saying that, Wen Jiaojiao patted Yuzhu.
Yuzhu reacted and squatted down quickly. Wen Jiaojiao immediately pounced on Yuzhu's back, "Yuzhu, my feet hurt so much, please carry me back quickly."
"Yes, miss."
Yuzhu easily carried the petite Wen Jiaojiao on his back.
When she stood up, Yuzhu accidentally saw the Nine-Five Supreme Master putting his raised hand back into his sleeve. She was startled, and an unreal thought flashed through her mind.
The idea was dismissed by herself before it even took shape.
Feng Liang stood behind the emperor with a look of pity on his face. Seeing that the maid was about to go back with Wen Jiaojiao on her back, he hurriedly said: "Miss Fourth's tent is a little further away, and His Majesty's tent is nearby, just a few steps away."
Here we are, for the sake of the fourth lady’s injury, it’s better for the fourth lady to go to His Majesty’s camp.”
No one dared to refuse directly. Feng Neiguan was a close confidant of the emperor, and his words could be said to represent the emperor's words.
With a warm smile on his face, Feng Neiguan stepped forward to lead the way in front of Wen Jiaojiao, "Miss, please come with me."
Yuzhu had no choice but to follow Wen Jiaojiao on his back.
After a while, Yuzhu carried Wen Jiaojiao to the heavily guarded camp. The distance that Feng Liang just said was a few steps was really a few steps.
She and Yuzhu Fengxin walked out of the camp for about half an hour, but unexpectedly they ended up near the emperor's camp.
Feng Liang led Yuzhu and the others into the emperor's tent and called the medical officer.
The medical officer took a small hammer and pressed Wen Jiaojiao's swollen foot. Wen Jiaojiao immediately winced in pain.
The medical officer made a careful diagnosis and said: "Miss Fourth's ankle is somewhat dislocated and the bones are dislocated. I have to reset the bones for Miss Fourth. There will be some pain. Miss Fourth, please bear with it."
When Wen Jiaojiao heard the bones reset, she felt her left foot hurt even more.
Seeing the medical officer covering her feet with a plain handkerchief and trying to help her reset her feet, she had the fear of going to the hospital for an injection and the doctor slowly approaching her with the needle.
This is really not hypocritical on her part. She has had an inexplicable fear of hospitals since she was a child, so she tried her best not to get sick so that she wouldn't have to go to the hospital.
Fortunately, her body is as strong as an ox, and she has only been to the hospital a handful of times since she was a child.
So this time when she was wearing a book, she was a little helpless when she found herself in such a sickly body with a body that would be unlucky if she didn't maintain her personality.
It was the first time Wen Jiaojiao met the medical officer. He looked young. When he saw Wen Jiaojiao retracting his feet and causing Supa to fall to the ground, he suddenly felt at a loss.
Wen Jiaojiao saw the medical officer's embarrassment and had no choice but to stretch out his feet tremblingly.
"I'll come."
Zhao Yelin couldn't stand it anymore and walked over.
The young medical officer quickly stood up and made way for the emperor.
Wen Jiaojiao watched the emperor squat down in front of her, raised his head and said to her: "It won't hurt very much, don't be afraid."
Listening to his very confident words, Wen Jiaojiao really believed for a moment that it wasn't that painful.
The moment she believed it, Zhao Yelin grabbed her fat foot and twisted it. His movements were fast and crisp. Wen Jiaojiao felt the pain for just a moment. Before she had time to realize it, the pain dissipated.
.
It seems to hurt, but it's not that painful.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wen Jiaojiao came back to his senses and thanked Zhao Yelin.
Zhao Yelin said to the medical officer standing aside: "Give Miss Fourth the medicine."
After that, Zhao Yelin looked at the little girl sitting on the couch again, and saw that she was looking at him. When he saw him looking over, he looked away, and then he couldn't help but glance at him quietly.
"You have something to ask me?" Zhao Yelin easily saw through Wen Jiaojiao's little thoughts.
Wen Jiaojiao composed himself and whispered: "How can your Majesty know how to set bones?"
"When I was young, I spent several years training outside the customs with your grandfather and uncle."
Zhao Yelin downplayed the years of being exposed to wind and sand outside the customs.
"That must be very hard."
Zhao Yelin looked at the little girl's big eyes looking at him, which were filled with water, as if the tears she had accumulated due to the pain in her ankle had not yet dissipated.
This little girl, who was considered domineering in the eyes of outsiders, was talking to him in a soft voice, as well-behaved as a little white rabbit.
He felt that this was like her original character.