Chapter 361

The night was thick and the bed was well arranged. Princess Jiuli stroked jiuyu's forehead and looked at Miss Jun coming.

"Miss Jun, go and wash yourself." She said.

The clothes of Miss Jun have been wet with sweat for three times. Wen Yan didn't refuse to give gifts and thanks.

"Miss Jun, this way, please." A maid of honor led the way.

The washing room is next door.

This is jiuyu's clean room. Miss Jun glanced at it one by one, and there was no change from before.

She walked slowly past a closet. It seemed that she inadvertently stretched out her hand, accurately probed into the gap between the closet and the wall, and touched a box at the same time.

Miss Jun's mouth curved, showing a smile.

The smelly boy hid the toy box here as expected.

However, Jiuli is married, no one cares about him, and he won't be found. What else is he hiding for?

Miss Jun's eyes darkened.

Probably when playing, I hope someone can find someone can scold.

What a person plays is lonely and boring.

"Miss Jun." The two maids turned from the bath, "the water is ready."

When she said this, Miss Jun came forward without any restraint. She opened her arms and was undressed by them.

Untie the clothes one by one and take them off until there is no thread.

The maid of honor bowed her head and stepped back, watching Miss Jun step into the bath, and the whole person fell into the water.

Miss Jun was really calm and comfortable. The two palace maids looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes.

This kind of being served and bathed by a strange maid in a strange place doesn't have the slightest restraint and discomfort, but it's like a habit.

As a palace maid of Prince Huai's residence, she is isolated from the world and doesn't know any news outside. It's just because there are many people outside these days, coupled with the words of the imperial doctors, they know that Miss Jun has good medical skills, but they don't know her origin.

Maybe doctors with good medical skills are very indifferent.

The two maids put down their gauze curtains, hung their heads and stepped back to wait.

A palace maid came in, whispered to them and pointed to the wardrobe outside. The two palace maids were surprised, but they immediately answered.

Miss Jun didn't wash for long. She came out soon. Two maids took out the list and wrapped it up to wipe it for her. At the same time, they led her to the outside. A maid opened the cabinet with neat profanity and coats inside.

Miss Jun saw that these were women's clothes. Jiuyu was ill. Her sister must have food and accommodation here, and her clothes were naturally prepared.

It is reasonable to say that her current identity can wear the clothes of palace ladies. I didn't expect it to be the clothes of Princess Jiuli.

But it's also a pity that she knew that this was Princess Jiuli's clothes. If others didn't think so at all, they would only think it was the servant girl of the palace.

Sister is like this. She always does some kindness that others can't find. She also says that what moistens things is silent.

Miss Jun stretched out her arms and was dressed by the maid of honor. Suddenly her body stiffened and couldn't help taking a few steps forward.

The maids were caught off guard and almost tripped.

"Miss Jun?" They asked hurriedly, watching Miss Jun stop in front of the wardrobe and look at a dress.

Does she still want to choose her own clothes? The two maids looked at each other, which was a little too polite.

Miss Jun looked at the dress in the wardrobe and felt that her eyes were a little astringent.

It's not my sister's. It's her profanity.

One of her old clothes was made by her mother on her birthday the year before her father and mother died.

Later, she married in this obscene dress.

She died and her bones were buried in Lu's grave. Is this the only thing left with her sister and jiuyu?

Miss Jun stretched out her hand and pressed her heart, lowered her head and coughed to hide her tears.

"Miss Jun, are you okay?" The two maids asked with concern.

Miss Jun reached out and pressed a acupoint on her wrist, which stimulated her to cough repeatedly. The maid in waiting outside was startled to bring tea. Miss Jun calmed down slowly.

"Ashamed." She said hoarsely, taking the tea to moisten her throat and wiping the tears from her face with a handkerchief. "I have this old problem of dry cough."

Can't she cure it? Several palace maids looked at each other. Is this the so-called non autonomy of doctors?

Miss Jun took a deep breath, put down her tea cup and calmed her face.

"Well, let's go out." She said.

The lights in the bedroom were dimmed for a few minutes. There was only one night light beside the king's bed. Princess Jiuli sat by the bed and moistened the king's lips with water with chopsticks.

Lu yunqi stood aside and looked at Miss Jun who came out.

Miss Jun didn't pay attention to his sight, and she didn't seem to care that she was wearing obscene clothes at all. She went straight to the bedside, bent over to look at Wang Huai, stroked her forehead, cheek, ear and neck for a moment, and then explored her pulse.

"I can't see anything yet." She said.

"Then wait." Princess Jiuli said and smiled at Miss Jun, "Miss Jun, have a rest first. If you have a rest, your highness can do well."

Miss Jun nodded.

"Then I'll have a rest first." She said, turning to the bed set aside, took off her shoes and lay down.

Princess Jiuli looked at Luyun flag.

"Have a rest, too." She said.

Like a wife greeting her husband with concern.

Not just like, they are husband and wife.

Lying on the couch, she thought to miss Jun with her back to this side.

"I'm right here." Lu yunqi's voice was mellow, but it could not be rejected, just like an overbearing husband.

Of course, he refused to go, but to watch, so as not to make mistakes in the emperor's arrangement, just as he did at the beginning.

My sister will certainly not go. Just for this short moment, it can be seen that she will not leave jiuyu for a moment. Even if she dies, she will watch him die with her own eyes, unlike herself at the beginning.

I don't know that I didn't let her know until a few days after I died, but it certainly wouldn't be at that time. They had to cover up and decorate their chopped and broken bodies. Only after everything was covered up could they make it public and let their sister cry.

Miss Jun closed her eyes.

She will not go anywhere else to rest. She will also be here. She will also look at her sister and jiuyu.

Princess Jiuli didn't speak any more, and the room fell into silence.

But at dawn, jiuyu did not reduce the fever.

"His fever is hard to retreat." Princess Jiuli did not scold in a hurry, but looked very understanding.

Even if she saw jiuyu dead at the moment, she would probably be like this.

"It's okay, it's okay. He was going to die." She might say so.

I've come to this point.

Miss Jun felt like laughing and crying. She took a deep breath.

But she didn't believe it. She believed that God was fair, let her live, and let her learn superb medical skills with her master. She also let her come to the capital when jiuyu was ill, stand firm, and have a reasonable reason to treat jiuyu.

How could jiuyu die? unable.

"It's all right. I'll do it again. I think the heat has subsided." She said, taking out the gold needle, "I'll give nine first... I'll give your highness a needle, and then I'll make medicine."

Listening to her, Lu yunqi, who had been standing quietly without saying a word, looked over.

"Why not let others make medicine?" He asked faintly.

Princess Jiuli also looked at her.

"Isn't it faster?" Lu yunqi then said, looking at her with cold and sharp eyes.

Miss Jun stood up straight and looked at him in his sight.

"Because I don't trust." She said, "Lord Lu, you know, I bet with the imperial doctors. There are many people waiting for me to lose, but I don't want to lose. I don't believe anyone except myself."

It turned out that she didn't agree with the imperial doctors. No wonder she was so cautious. Princess Jiuli smiled and took back her sight.

Lu yunqi looked at her for a moment and looked away and waved his hand.

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