Qingluo walked in and saw something wrong with her expression, so she asked: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
"Where is your Majesty?"
"Your Majesty seems to be ill. He said he was freezing because of the strong wind last night. The imperial doctor is currently treating you."
Yin Luzhu: "..."
"Your Majesty, do you want to go take a look?"
Shaking his head, Yin Luzhu shook his head decisively, "No, your Majesty has never liked me. What if I go and make his condition worse? Let him have a good rest."
Hearing this, Qingluo looked at her in surprise.
In the past, the prince liked Junshang very much. She said that Junshang was the best-looking man she had ever seen. However, he is the master and she is the minister, so she cannot act rashly.
Over the years, whenever she heard that Your Majesty was ill, she always sent precious medicinal materials as soon as possible and tried every means to visit him in the palace.
Every time, even if he got into trouble and was scolded by the king, the prince would be happy.
Why is it that now, when we are so close, we don’t even want to take a look?
Yin Luzhu lay down again silently, feeling a little cold in his heart.
Last night, I was supposed to deliver some clothes to the Dog Emperor, but unexpectedly I came back and was stabbed unconscious by Ji Yanchen.
Thinking of Gu Tingfang's anger when she woke up, Yin Luzhu decided to just leave with all his baggage.
"Alas!" With a sigh, Yin Luzhu sat up from the bed, his eyes irritated.
She wants to know now, who is the Thousand Swordsman who actually burned Gu Tingfang's clothes?
Yin Luzhu tossed and turned on the bed. Here, Gu Tingfang just opened a pair of weak eyes, looking at the familiar environment and warm bed in front of him, he exhaled a deep breath.
Zhang Jiade hurriedly came up and said, "Your Majesty, you are finally awake. I am worried to death."
"Where is Yin Luzhu?"
Gu Tingfang's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of tiredness.
When he heard that the first person he asked after waking up was Yin Luzhu, Zhang Jiade was slightly stunned and said, "Yin, Prince Yin is probably still sleeping."
"..." After hearing Zhang Jiade's words, Gu Tingfang felt a suffocation in her chest. She wanted to release it, but couldn't.
This bitch, he can actually sleep!
"Pass... pass the imperial edict..."
"Your Majesty, do you want to send a message to Prince Yin? I will send someone to send a message immediately!"
After saying this, Zhang Jiade quickly got up and trotted out, and ordered someone to call Yin Luzhu over.
"..." Gu Tingfang, who was lying on the bed, frowned tightly, looking very angry.
What he wants to say is to pass on the imperial edict and give Yin Lu a bamboo cane to punish him!
But before he could say anything again, Yin Luzhu walked in quietly.
She raised her eyes to look at him. Yin Luzhu knelt down obediently and grinned, "Greetings to you, your Majesty. May your Majesty be blessed."
The appearance of Yin Luzhu made Gu Tingfang furious. He propped himself up and struggled to sit up from the bed.
He looked at Yin Luzhu in disbelief. She actually had the nerve to laugh?
At this moment, Gu Tingfang felt as if a stream of rapid magma was flowing in her heart. Wherever it went, not a single blade of grass grew.
He stretched out his hand, pointed at Yin Luzhu tremblingly, and said in a deep voice: "Here comes someone!"
Looking at his posture, Yin Luzhu blinked.
In a blink of an eye, the guard walked in.
Then Gu Tingfang ordered: "Yin Luzhu despises the authority of the emperor, pull him out and punish him with eighty sticks!"
Hearing this, Zhang Jiade was startled, and Shen Nanxiao, who had just arrived at the door, was also startled.
He walked in and glanced at Yin Luzhu with lowered eyes.
Seeing that the guard was stunned and motionless, as if he had doubts, Shen Nanxiao's eyes darkened slightly, "Didn't you hear what your Majesty said?"
