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Prince Zhenyuan slowly said: "Previously, the relationship between royal brother and Luo Yi was never good. Furthermore, he has just taken up his post, so he probably did not mention this matter to Luo Yi."

People from the royal family holding the same official position was a common occurrence throughout the dynasties. However, the Minister of Industry was a very important position. Without real ability, even the Emperor's beloved son would not be able to do it. It looks like Song Yunqian was indeed a slightly capable person.

Wen Yi knew that the Prince Zhenyuan had helped him out, so she lowered her head in fear and explained in a sad voice: "Yes, it's not good for the childrens, because the matter of the Prince marrying the concubine had always been unpleasant and he wasn't even willing to speak to the Prince, probably because that's why the Prince didn't tell the childrens about this matter."

She admitted that she was jealous, so the Emperor naturally believed her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to be so self-deprecating.

The emperor sighed, "I can't ask too much about your couple. It's just that Luo Yi, since ancient times, a commoner can still have three wives, not to mention he's the prince, he also holds the position of the Minister of Industry. Many eyes are on him outside, so as a princess, you have to be considerate and understanding."

Wen Yi lowered her head, and said obediently: "childrens knows!"

The emperor acknowledged and said, "Alright!" He said to Zhong Zheng: "Go and invite the assistant minister of the Ministry of Industry, Master Yang, in. He's outside right now."

Wen Yi's heart was with Song Yunqian, so she wanted to take this opportunity to see him, and said: "royal father, childrens wishes to discuss this with Your Highness, why don't you invite Master Yang to the Zhaoyang Palace?"

The emperor frowned. "This …"

"Your majesty, childrens knows that His Highness is not in a good mood, but childrens knows that he is a person with a clear relationship between the public and the private. He won't let his emotions affect the affairs of the imperial government." With that, she continued in a soft voice, "Moreover, childrens wants to take this opportunity to let him display his true abilities, subtracting the frustration and helplessness in his heart. To make a person feel alive is to make him show off. "

The emperor once again used a strange gaze to look at her. He said in shock, "Luo Yi, you always surprise me."

However, Wen Yi was sad, she covered her tears and lowered her head: "childrens takes her leave!"

Prince Zhenyuan and Wen Yi withdrew themselves from the hall. The assistant minister of the Ministry of Industry, Master Yang, followed Wen Yi and the Prince Zhenyuan to Zhaoyang Hall to discuss some matters with Song Yunqian.

Just as he walked out of the hall where Song Yunqian was temporarily staying, he heard crackling sounds coming from inside, accompanied by Song Yunqian's furious roars. Wen Yi's heart soured. When he saw that day, he still seemed indifferent, as if he did not care about the injury on his leg at all.

That day, he must have had a hard time pretending, right?

Wen Yi turned around and said to the Prince Zhenyuan: "Please wait here for a moment, I will go in to take a look."

Prince Zhenyuan responded with a grunt, his expression somewhat sad as he said: "He's not in a good mood right now, you just wait and see."

Wen Yi nodded slightly. She was so sad that she could barely speak. She was a doctor and was used to seeing injuries and illnesses, but he had ended up like this because she saved her. If he didn't get up for the rest of his life, she would really feel guilty and die.

Wen Yi pushed the door lightly, and when the eunuchs of the palace maid saw her, they all heaved a sigh of relief and knelt down, "Greetings, Princess Ning'an!"

Wen Yi saw that one of the eunuchs was holding onto a chamber pot, and knew what the situation was. He probably felt that he was useless and useless to have someone to help him with a small matter, hence he lost control of his emotions just now.

Song Yunqian did not turn around, he quickly fixed his clothes and spoke with slight anger: What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to get out of bed? "

Wen Yi gestured for the palace maid to leave, and the palace maid left.

Wen Yi walked behind him. Seeing that the light inside the room was dim, she lifted up the window screen and hooked it with the gold-plated yellow tassels. The room immediately lit up.

Her eyes congealed as she looked at Song Yunqian, causing his face to turn green, his eyes to become bloodshot, his vision becoming dark, his expression haggard, at a glance, he looked like he had aged a few years.

Wen Yi's heart trembled, but her expression did not change. With a faint smile, she stretched out her hand and spun around, "Didn't you compete with me previously, so let's see who is the first? I won! "

Song Yunqian looked at her with irritation and sneered: "What's wrong? To show off? Yes, you are right. This King is still sitting here like a cripple. I might have to sit here for the rest of my life. "

Wen Yi approached him, bent knees down, and placed his hand on the back of's hand. Her eyes had a touch of wetness, and quietly stared at him with her pitch-black pupils, "May I call you by your name?"

He wanted to sneer, but the arc at the corner of his mouth was frozen in place. He couldn't help but feel moved as he stared at her, "Up to you!" In the end, he still couldn't refuse her gaze.

Wen Yi softly asked: "Yun Qian, do you believe in me?"

He said nothing, still staring at her, his blood-red eyes flashing with weakness and sadness.

Wen Yi said: "If you trust me, then give yourself some confidence, you will definitely get better, and be as lively as you were before."

Song Yunqian shook off her hand, and said coldly: "Don't give this duke too much hope. This duke has just accepted this fact."

Wen Yi shook her head and stubbornly smiled, "Have you heard of Mongolia? It's so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful. I always wanted to ride my horse onto the grassland, ride my horse, and chase after the youngsters. At that time, you and I will go together, I will chase the youngsters, and you will chase the shepherds, how about that? "

Her voice was soft and gentle, as if possessed by magic, causing him to momentarily lose his train of thought. He then looked at her and slowly said, "You're already married. What other youth are you still pursuing?"

Wen Yi laughed mischievously, "But, this is what I wish for in my entire life!"

Song Yunqian thought for a moment, "Then, this king will go after this king as a teenager!"

But Wen Yi said seriously: "I am not willing to pretend to be a shepherdess."

Song Yunqian laughed, with a beautiful look of desire in his eyes, "Then there's no other way, you don't need to pretend to be a shepherdess, I can only chase after the other shepherdess!"

Wen Yi stood up, with her hands on her hips she said fiercely: "Then watch your ears carefully, I won't break your ears if I don't."

When she said that, she instantly felt embarrassed. Didn't she say that she was already beginning to fall in love with him? She even started to fall in love with him. However, she couldn't figure out her own thoughts.

Song Yunqian was also moved, he looked up at her with a complicated expression on his face. She looked so cute and innocent, it really made him feel tender and loving towards his.

He extended his hand to pull Wen Yi, and said: "Are you really ready?"

Wen Yi lowered her head and softly replied: "All good." Naturally, she felt somewhat guilty, because the wound on her leg was still burning. However, she didn't feel any pain, so she decided to treat it as if it was all fine.

"En!" He held her hand and did not know what to say.

Just now, Wen Yi's words had caused the two of them to sink into an awkward silence. Originally, Song Yunqian was opposed to being close to Wen Yi, but now, he wished for nothing more than for her to stay by his side.

Wen Yi remembered that Prince Zhenyuan and Master Yang were still waiting outside, it was just that she did not know how to bring up the matter, so she moved over a chair, and pretended to be vexed: "This time, royal father gave me a huge problem."

Song Yunqian was startled, and quickly raised his head to look at her. "royal father is blaming you for this king's matter? How can he make things difficult for you? "

Wen Yi hurriedly comforted her, "No, the emperor didn't blame me. Actually, he blamed me as well!" She told him about the Imperial Physician Shangguan before she finally told him about the imperial edict the emperor had given her.

Song Yunqian asked doubtfully: "Why would the royal father let you look at the memorial?" Although there were no women who could not do political things, but all of these were part of a common agreement. Regardless of whether it was a descendant of a palace maid or a descendant of a foreign minister, none of them were allowed to interfere in political matters. Also, why was she so daring? She even had to ask the emperor about the execution of an imperial physician.

One must know that royal father was always strict. As his sons, they did not even dare to say a word in front of him, much less refute him.

Wen Yi said: "I don't know why, but royal father let me see. Asking me how, I naturally do not understand, but I do not want to appear too ignorant in front of royal father, so I came to seek your help!"

After saying that, she shook his arm and pitifully said, "You will help me, right?"

Song Yunqian said snappily: "Oh you, in the future, don't casually ask about political matters."

Wen Yi laughed and guaranteed, "There won't be a next time!" She stood up, "I will let Prince Zhenyuan and Lord Yang in so we can discuss this together."

"Wait a minute!" Song Yunqian called out to her.

Wen Yi turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Song Yunqian said: "Clean this king up and change his clothes!"

Wen Yi's face became embarrassed, "I can wash myself, but I just want to change my clothes, shouldn't I ask the eunuch to help you?"

Song Yunqian looked at her and lightly said, "What has this duke not seen before?"

Wen Yi bit her lips, these words made her feel anxious, it seemed like last time, she was the one being tormented, she did not see anything, just thinking about it made her feel like she was at a disadvantage.

She helped him get dressed, and took off his outer clothes for him with a blush on her face. Song Yunqian seemed to have made it a little difficult for her, "Bring some hot water to help this king clean my body."

Wen Yi opened her eyes wide, "Sh * t … Wiping your body? "

Song Yunqian said proudly, "Go quickly!"

Wen Yi acknowledged, then slowly turned around and opened the door to get water.

She somewhat embarrassedly looked at Prince Zhenyuan and Master Yang, the two of them probably heard their conversation. Seeing Wen Yi's embarrassed gaze, the two of them turned their eyes away, pretending not to hear anything.

Wen Yi cleared her throat and said: "Please wait here for a moment, I will be right away."

Prince Zhenyuan made a sound of acknowledgement, "Don't worry, this king and Lord Yang are waiting for you in the side hall. "Deal with the matters and send someone to notify us."

Wen Yi was very embarrassed and immediately lowered her head and went in.

palace maid turned on the hot water and Wen Yi ordered people to place it on the washstand. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "How about …"

"This King only wants you to serve him!" Song Yunqian saw through her thoughts, waved his hand, signaling palace maid to leave.

Wen Yi had no choice but to walk over to the washbasin. She focused and thought of it as helping the male patients clean their bodies in the hospital.

She twisted off the hot towel and walked in front of him to wash his face. He waited on her like an old man. She couldn't help but pinch his face and rebuke, "This old man, is it comfortable for me to serve you?"

Song Yunqian opened his eyes slightly, looked at her, and said slowly: "There is still room for improvement."

Wen Yi then washed the towel, and said: "Spreading your hands!"

Song Yunqian was very obedient as he opened both of his arms up looking at her.

She put the towel inside his body and began to slowly wipe it away. To cover up her embarrassment, she wiped it away while saying, "Look at you, it's like you haven't had a bath in your entire life. There's a bad smell."

Song Yunqian said slowly: "Since you say so, then why don't you help this king bathe first?"

Wen Yi immediately changed his tone, "Oh, if I smell it carefully, it's not smelly, it's body fragrance!"