Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Chapter 385 Missing my son

The longing for one's son cannot be explained by a few reasons, but Lan Qingwu really wronged Emperor Shenwu this time.

However, after hearing what the Divine Martial Emperor said, Lan Qingwu said softly, "Can you ask Brother Heng directly if you have any questions?"

Lan Qingwu thought of the rumor that the national selection would be held next spring, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The Divine Martial Emperor moved closer to Lan Qingwu, resting his forehead against his and the tip of his nose against his. "Of course! Ruo Ruo, what's going on in your head? You..."

Which world are you from?

Their lips kissed gently, and Emperor Shenwu hugged Lan Qingwu again: "I have a letter from Chu Ming. Come to see me tomorrow!"

A vague "OK" came out of Lan Qingwu's lips.

Early the next morning, Emperor Shenwu put on his clothes. Li Xiang was carefully adjusting a corner of his dragon robe. However, Emperor Shenwu saw Ruping standing beside him. She held a glass cup in both hands, with a slight frown between her brows.

Emperor Shenwu casually asked, "What is this? Giving it to the Empress so early in the morning?"

Ru Ping quickly bowed and replied, "This is the Jiuzhi Flower Dew from yesterday. Your Majesty had no appetite yesterday, so..."

Emperor Shenwu's phoenix eyes swept over Ruping lightly, and Ruping knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Emperor Shenwu reached out and lifted the curtain, then leaned over. He half-closed his eyes and looked at Lan Qingwu who was still sleeping soundly, gently rubbing Lan Qingwu's delicate and white cheeks with his fingertips.

Lan Qingwu dazedly opened a pair of watery eyes that were slightly charming: "Brother Heng..."

Emperor Shenwu asked softly, "Weiweiwei has been very disobedient these past few days! Why haven't you taken the Jiuzhi Flower Dew on time?"

Lan Qingwu opened his eyes wide, thinking about how he was in a bad mood yesterday and then forgot about it. "I... I forgot by mistake."

"Forgot? That means the servants are not paying attention! Why didn't you remind the master?"

Lan Qingwu was now completely sober. She tugged at the sleeve of the Divine Martial Emperor and said weakly, "It's my fault. It has nothing to do with them."

"Oh?" Emperor Shenwu's phoenix eyes swept over the kneeling palace people.

Lan Qingwu looked at Emperor Shenwu pleadingly, begging him silently.

The Shenwu Emperor simply said, "Bring it here!"

Li Xiang observed Lan Qingwu's expression and quickly took the mouthwash tea from the palace servant and presented it to Emperor Shenwu with both hands. Emperor Shenwu put the tea directly to Lan Qingwu's lips. Lan Qingwu quickly rinsed his mouth. Then Li Xiang presented the glass cup to Emperor Shenwu. Emperor Shenwu held the glass cup in his hand and fed it to Lan Qingwu bit by bit.

After drinking, Emperor Shenwu casually threw the glass cup to Li Xiang and prepared to leave.

Lan Qingwu quickly put his arms around Emperor Shenwu's neck. Li Xiang vaguely saw a snow-white color, lowered his head, and slowly retreated.

Emperor Shenwu raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked at Lan Qingwu. Lan Qingwu gently admitted his mistake in his ear: "Wei Ruo was really wrong this time. Wei Ruo knows that Brother Heng cares about our health. Wei Ruo failed Brother Heng's painstaking efforts. Wei Ruo will never do it again. Don't be angry!"

A hint of tenderness gradually filled Emperor Shenwu's eyes, but he only stretched out his fingers and gently pinched the tip of Lan Qingwu's nose, then helped Lan Qingwu lie down again.

Emperor Shenwu stepped out of the tent and said directly: "Fine two months' salary!"

When Lan Qingwu heard what Emperor Shenwu said, he breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, he could just find an opportunity to reward the palace servants. As long as they didn't suffer any physical pain, everything would be fine.

After Emperor Shenwu left Fengqi Palace, Lan Qingwu slowly sat up from the bed. Ruping hurried forward, holding a bright yellow nightgown in her hand, and gently draped it over Lan Qingwu's shoulders, "Your Majesty, please rest a little longer!"

Lan Qingwu shook his head: "There are still many things to do today. First, go to the Cining Palace to pay respects to the Empress Dowager, and then go to Concubine Yang to see how she is doing."

Ruping nodded as she listened.

The Sixth Prince, whom Lan Qingwu was thinking about, was standing by the second-floor window of a restaurant with the Second Prince at this moment.

At this time, they were in Suning City, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River where it was raining continuously. It was said that Lan Shuren's first wife was Mrs. Dai, who came from a large family in Suning City.

The Sixth Prince narrowed his eyes. Lan Shuren was his uncle from his mother's side. He heard that his uncle had a very close relationship with the third daughter of the Dai family. Even after the third daughter passed away early, he insisted on marrying her tablet. This was really a show of affection.

At this time, it had rained continuously for three or four days in Suning City, and the people here had become accustomed to this wet and humid climate.

The Sixth Prince and the Second Prince were still in the process of adapting. They were standing by the window upstairs, looking down at the rustling autumn rain.

Because of the rain, there were very few pedestrians on the streets, and most of the shops on both sides of the main street had closed early.

At this moment, a man came out of the cold rain. The man was dressed in black and had a tall and straight figure. He was holding a woman in his arms. The woman lay motionless in his arms, silently allowing the man to hold her tightly. Because of the dense raindrops, the man was soaked all over, and the rain flowed down his hair, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

The Sixth Prince couldn't help but frown. He waved his hand and an attendant came out and knelt on the ground silently. The Sixth Prince said, "Go down and take a look. Find a doctor for them."

The attendant took his orders and left. The Second Prince frowned and asked, "Is that woman ill? Wouldn't being in the rain make her condition worse?"

The Second Prince wisely didn't ask a single question about the mysterious subordinates who appeared beside the Sixth Prince. Needless to say, these people were specially given to the Sixth Prince by their father.

The Sixth Prince said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

The man held the woman in his arms, ignoring the continuous autumn rain, and knocked on the doors of doctors one by one, going to clinics one by one.

The servant returned with a look of surprise and shock, reporting, "Master, I helped knock on the door of a clinic. The doctor took a few glances and his expression changed. He cursed us for trying to destroy his clinic's sign and for treating a dead person. I was so stupid that I realized the woman had been dead for a long time."

The Sixth Prince and the Second Prince were both stunned. The Sixth Prince had a complicated expression. The Second Prince asked in surprise, "He's seeking medical treatment for the dead?"

The attendant said nothing more, only replied, "Yes!"

It's just preconceived ideas, so even though I am experienced, I ignored this problem. After all, who would seek medical treatment for a deceased person?

"It seems that person has been rejected many times."

The attendant replied, "Yes! When the doctor drove us away, the man didn't say a word. He just picked up the woman and left. He only said to the woman in a gentle voice, 'Don't be afraid. I'll take her to find another doctor.'"

The man's expression was incredibly gentle, but the situation gave both the doctor and himself goosebumps. After the man left the clinic, the doctor shook his head and said solemnly, "The person we really need to treat is that man! He refuses to accept the death of his loved one, refuses to accept this fact, and has fallen into a morbid obsession!"