ame looking for medicine She couldn't possibly save one group of people at the expense of another. That wouldn't make any sense. 。Before seeking medical advice, everyone is equal. 。So even if all the...Ye Wenyan left, Li Xiaohan watched her walk further and further away, finally letting out a breath. 。The Bao Chan also covered her neck and took a long time to recover, then quickly stepped forward and asked, "Is the Empress alright What did the Fourth Miss do that night" Li Xiao Han raised both hands to cover her head, trembling as she told Bao Chan, "You quickly see if this Empress's head is broken That night Wen Yan forcefully pressed on this Empress's head, this Empress's head hurts so much!" She was truly in pain, a pain from the inside out, so painful that she could only lean against the sedan chair's backrest, not wanting to move at all. 。Bao Chan reached out to stroke her hair, but she couldn't find anything amiss. There wasn't a single scratch on her head, not even a hint of redness. It looked exactly the same as always, with no difference whatsoever. 。She told Li Xiao Han this, and Li Xiao Han absolutely refused to believe it: "Impossible! She clearly squeezed my head so hard, I felt like she was crushing it. How could she be fine"Meanwhile, the master and servant kept arguing over whether it was good or bad, while Ye Wen Yan and his party were almost at the palace gates. 。Ying Peng was old, his body bent with age. But ever since they left Changxin Palace, Ye Wenyan felt that he had become much straighter. 。The little girl spoke in a low voice, “Master Ying must have let out some bad breath. He doesn't feel as suffocated inside anymore, and he seems more spirited.” 。But Ye Wényan didn't think that way. 。It's not entirely bad to have things you can't let go of in your heart. At least, you can keep thinking about that grievance, having a fixation and hope. 。Once things were put down, for him, this life was no longer a concern, and he even felt there was no need to continue living. 。She picked a flower and used her spiritual energy to investigate it. 。This person's vitality was unprecedented, even comparable to that of a young man in his prime. 。She wasn't happy about it, but sighed inwardly, her mood becoming even heavier. 。The vitality was abnormally strong, this was not a good thing, just like in later generations when someone who was about to die went to the hospital and the doctor gave them a shot of adrenaline. 。That's not true exuberance, it's just a surge of life forcibly propelled upwards by drugs. 。Yet, at this time, Yingpeng, though he hadn't relied on any medication, had just experienced something more effective than any drug. 。Although it didn't kill him to repay his beloved woman, the fact that a Taishou (Grand Empress Dowager) could suffer such humiliation in one day already represented the ultimate limit of what he had ever witnessed. 。Therefore, Yingpeng should be pleased. This joy gave birth to all the vitality within him. 。This kind of vitality, using the term Xuanmai, is like burning one's lifespan. It's about burning up several years of life and piling that energy into this very moment. 。It can make him look temporarily refreshed, lively, and even most people would be happy for him, thinking that his mental illness is gone and he can live a good life from now on. 。However, he was unaware that the life force burning brightly would soon dwindle, like a final flicker before extinction. At most, until daybreak tomorrow, this person would close their eyes forever and depart from this world. 。Yè Wēn yán felt a bit sad. Actually, she didn't have any deep connection with Yìngpéng. She helped him deal with Lǐ Tàihòu once, and he repaid her by getting her an embroidered flower, and also had the skilled craftsmen from his family do some work for her. It could be said that it was a transaction. 。After all, it was also her who caused people to be in such a state. Her actions had a hand in bringing about the premature end of their lives. 。So she would also wonder if what she did was helping Yingpeng or harming him. If Yingpeng had known he would have such a result, would he still be willing to do this

As she was thinking these things, she saw Yingpeng, who had been walking in front of her, stop and turn around to look at her. 。"Young Miss Ye Si "> 。The elderly person’s voice, though aged, held a surprising strength as they spoke, like someone in their forties with many years left to live. 。He said, "I've thought of many ways to take revenge, but I never imagined that one day the scene in my imagination would come true." 。Although I am puzzled why a young lady like you would possess such courage, and even more so why the Dowager Empress Li would be afraid of you to such an extent. 。But that's not my business, and I have no intention of prying. 。A great kindness doesn't need thanks, an old man like myself knows his time is short. In this lifetime, I can't repay Miss Four's kindness. 。Next lifetime perhaps, if there is a next lifetime, this old man will still give Miss Four jewelry. 。He spoke, bowing deeply to Ye Wen'shen in the night. It was still as it was at Changxin Palace, folding the person completely. 。"Miss Si, let's part ways here. If you have time, please go to Yingfu Temple and offer incense to this old man!" He said these words without showing any sadness or reluctance, just like he was going on a long journey and bidding farewell to an old friend. 。 But he knew, as Ye Wen knew, that this was not a farewell before a journey, but a parting for eternity. 。She also leaned towards Yingpeng, "Sir, you are so skilled, worthy of the title of the world's greatest craftsman. To be fortunate enough to meet you in this lifetime is a great joy." 。Thank you, sir, for giving me that pearl flower. And thank you, sir, for lending your skilled craftsman to me. 。Rest assured, sir. I, Ye Wen, always act with integrity and will never allow the skilled artisans of Ying's family to engage in unethical behavior and tarnish their reputation. 。Good bye, sir. 。Yingpeng burst into laughter and strode out of the palace gates. 。

Zui'er looked at it for a while and frowned, "How does the slave girl hear Miss talking to Yingqiao like she's talking to the dead Why is she still walking around What Yingqiao says is also strange, it sounds like someone will die tomorrow, saying goodbye>>> 。"Of course it's a farewell, isn't it Tomorrow, dress simply and go to Yingfu to offer incense to Master Ying!" Juier listened intently, "Miss, are you serious" "Serious..." 。"But..." Zhu'er wanted to say something, but the person hadn't died yet. She felt that her young mistress had never spoken wrongly before, so she changed her words, "But tomorrow is the day when the second master welcomes his new wife and third young miss into the house." 。“That’s right! Then, I hope we won't run into each other.”The palace gate was right in front of them. Zhuier said again, "Miss, are you leaving the palace now Do you want to go back to Changxin Palace to find the eldest lady and fifth miss When you came, you had the carriage parked far away. The servant will first leave the palace to call the carriage back.”Ye Wenyan shook her head, “I can’t go anywhere for now.” 。

Hey, kiddo, look to the left. Someone's coming to pick a fight with us.

"

Zhuai'er turned her head and saw a man in a yellow official robe walking toward them.

During the Northern Qi dynasty, those who could make robes using this color scheme were all members of the imperial family. The emperor wore bright yellow, while relatives of the emperor could wear light yellow. Even if one was a regent king, they could only wear light yellow. 。Today, the regent happened to be wearing a shade of yellow deeper than pale yellow. 。Zhū'er doesn't understand the rules of the court, she just thinks this outfit is a bit eye-catching. 。This yellow is almost as bright as the clothes worn by the noble children from Quán Qīng City, isn't it a bit too much She whispered her doubts, and added, "Miss, that man seems to be the Regent King." 。She still had a vivid impression of Quan Ji from the New Year's Eve banquet. 。Nightingale nodded, "That's right, it's our Bei Qi's regent." 。As they were speaking, Quan Ji had already walked up to them. Because he was tall, when he looked at the two of them, he appeared to be looking down at them from a height. This made Ye Wenyan very uncomfortable. 。She then cast her gaze around the edges, but couldn't find anywhere suitable to stand. Just then, a group of palace maids carrying several chairs came walking by. She waved at them: "Come over here for a moment." 。”

The palace servants didn't know what was going on, but they still came over after hearing her words. Ye Wen asked them: "Where have the chairs been moved to"

The palace servants replied, "They were moved to Yong'an Palace. Yong'an Palace recently had a batch of tables and chairs break, so the servants hurried to deliver new ones there. 。"Okay. " Ye Wen nodded, "Since it's being sent to Yong'an Palace, then it's perfect! Keep a portion here with me! As for the rest, send it normally. If Empress Dowager asks about it later, just tell the truth. You won't get punished." 。After finishing his words, he was still worried that the palace attendants wouldn't dare to do so. He then turned to Zhuai'er and said, "You go with them to Yong'an Palace and make a statement." 。"

The little maid spoke in a low voice, "Miss, is this right The Empress Dowager from the Western Palace would probably least want to see us at this time." 。"I'll go back again, she might be furious,"

Ye Wenyan smiled, "How bad I think it's good" 。Rest assured! Our Empress Dowager Xigong has a strong heart and can withstand much more than you think. She's not as fragile as you imagine. 。Go talk to the regent, I'll be here when you get back. 。"

Zhu'er glanced at the Regent King, and didn't feel particularly uneasy.

" 。After all, this is the palace, so close to Mount Yanghua. If anything were to happen to her young mistress, the Emperor could be here in the blink of an eye. 。She might be standing on top of the mountain right now, so she should just do whatever she wants and doesn't need to worry about her master. 。Zhu'er followed the group of palace maids, leaving a chair successfully for Ye Wenyan. She sat down on it, though she was still shorter than standing, but at least she was sitting. It is always advantageous to speak while seated rather than standing. 。"In broad daylight like this, how dare the Regent King come to the inner palace"Night Wen Yan said this lightly, which was unexpectedly unexpected by Quan Ji. 。He thought about Ye Wenyan possibly asking him why he was wearing a yellow official robe, and also thought about Ye Wenyan teasing him that his legs and feet were now so nimble because of her medicine. 。...But never expected Ye Wenyan first found a seat for himself, instantly reversing the disadvantage of height, and then mumbled something like this, what does she mean Quan Ji stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her with eyes that were unabashedly probing, "Miss Ye Si has quite a sharp tongue. It seems the old General Ye really spoiled you, speaking without thinking... 。" You don't think I'm serious I thought carefully about what I said! What's wrong with my words It is broad daylight now, and the Regent King has indeed come to the inner palace. Why can you come, but not me The inner palace is a sacred place, how could an outsider enter freely""Then where is Miss Night Four Why is Miss Night Four here""Ah, we're different, you're a man and I'm a woman. I can enter the palace by invitation or simply come for a stroll." 。But no matter what I'm here to do, the premise is that I'm a woman. 。And you, no matter what you're here for, the prerequisite is that you're a male. 。So this harem, I am allowed to enter, but you are not. Even if it's urgent, you have to go through layers of communication. 。"What did the Regent bring Oh, right, who is the Prince visiting He couldn't be here to see Empress Dowager Li, could he"flying Was it a flying machine Could it be a world of cultivators Like over four hundred years ago, the spiritual energy was abundant. As long as one was born with a spiritual root, they could cultiva...