"Yes, I will obey your order." The guard did not dare to hesitate and pulled up Yin Luzhu from the ground.
Seeing this posture, Yin Luzhu panicked, and when he passed by Shen Nanxiao, he quickly grabbed him, "The Prime Minister is going to..."
Before Yin Luzhu uttered the words "public revenge and private revenge", he fell silent.
She really didn't expect such a misfortune. She just stretched out her hand and pulled Shen Nanxiao's pants down casually.
There was immediate silence in the huge tent.
Even Gu Tingfang, who was coughing, was stunned.
Shen Nanxiao stood there, like a sculpture turned to stone by the wind.
Yin Luzhu quickly let go of his hand.
She silently glanced at Shen Nanxiao. He stood there quietly, his eyes showing a cold light.
His starry eyes seemed to bring the beauty of Jiangnan and the charm of a water town. The hands hanging by his sides were squeezed tightly, as if he was restraining something.
Zhang Jiade was the first to react. He quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and carefully lifted up Shen Nanxiao's pants.
He then looked at Yin Luzhu and saw an innocent look on his face.
Zhang Jiade choked and quickly waved his hand, signaling the guards to take him out.
"Your Majesty..."
Just when Yin Luzhu was about to be taken out, she suddenly called out.
That voice, soft and graceful, is like a feather gently sweeping across the heart.
"Your Majesty, I didn't do it on purpose last night, I was sick."
Yin Luzhu lowered his eyebrows slightly, and the voice was inexplicably disturbing.
For some reason, the anger in his heart suddenly subsided a little, and he asked: "What disease?"
"I was cured by Ji Yanchen from my residence. I don't know much about it. He said it was very serious."
Gu Tingfang glanced at her suspiciously, and just when Yin Luzhu thought he was telling her to get out, she heard him say: "Chuan Ji Yanchen."
Yin Luzhu: "..."
Ji Yanshen came very quickly.
He quietly walked into the tent and saw Yin Luzhu kneeling on the ground. He looked away indifferently, as if he didn't want to look at her again.
"The common people pay homage to your Majesty."
Gu Tingfang stared at Ji Yanchen who was kneeling on the ground, his expression gloomy, but he tried his best to suppress himself.
"It was you who treated Yin Luzhu last night?"
Gu Tingfang's voice was hoarse, as if she had been infected by the cold. Her lips were a little pale, but her face was as beautiful as ever.
His slightly sickly appearance makes him somewhat approachable.
Ji Yanchen nodded, "They are grassroots people."
"What's the disease?" Gu Tingfang glanced at Yin Luzhu, but she didn't want to see him.
Ji Yanchen had no intention of hiding anything, and went straight to the point: "It's nothing, it's just that I have no quality."
"..."
As Ji Yanchen finished speaking, there was a suffocating silence in the huge account.
"Haha." After a long time, Gu Tingfang chuckled coolly, and there was an unknown amount of indifference in that voice.
He sat down on the bed, looked at Yin Luzhu with a downward attitude, and lightly opened his thin lips, "You have no quality?"
"Haha." Yin Luzhupi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, "The quack doctor in the house is not good at medical skills, which makes your Majesty laugh."
Hearing this, Ji Yanchen frowned slightly and glanced at Yin Luzhu dissatisfied.
"Yin Luzhu, you don't have the quality to send clothes to an orphan?"
Listening to his question, Shen Nanxiao glanced at Yin Luzhu complicatedly.