After a while, a heavy and familiar sound of footsteps came from outside, and he walked towards the Imperial Study Room.

The closer the footsteps, the more her heart beat.

In the blink of an eye, the door of the Yu Study Room was pushed open, and Zhu Feng slowly walked in from outside.

"ah……"

Somehow, Xue Yun subconsciously let out a low voice.

As soon as Zhu Feng looked up, he saw the familiar figure standing in the middle of the room Xue Yun. Although she was very thin, she had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and she was like swinging in her clothes.

Standing there gives people a feeling of being sturdy and erect.

A small face as big as a palm became paler, and her eyes looked much bigger than before.

What flashed in his eyes was a look of panic.

Zhu Feng subconsciously frowned.

How did she make herself like this?

Although he knew before that the imperial concubine was targeting her and was assassinated by the palace maid named Nian Qiu, he also gave her so long to recuperate.

Moreover, the imperial concubine's attitude towards her has now eased, and her life should not be sad.

Why are you more haggard than before?

Zhu Feng was puzzled, and Xue Yun stood there and saw him walking in. For a moment, too many complicated emotions surged into his heart and forgot to salute.

He just stared at the person in front of him and murmured: "Emperor, Emperor..."

Zhu Feng frowned again.

He said in a deep voice: "I asked you to come to the Imperial Study Room to wait. If it wasn't me, who else could it be?"

This sentence seemed to wake Xue Yun up.

She suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry for your sins, I'm not here to pay my respects to you."

Zhu Feng frowned and walked over, walked to her, watching her lowered her head, kneeling there, shrinking and looking thinner, and breathing heavily.

He said: "Get up."

While talking, he turned around and walked to the table to sit down.

Xue Yun then slowly stood up, but the man was still a little dazed. After getting up, he stood there and stopped moving. Zhu Feng looked at her unconscious appearance and frowned and said, "Why, I haven't come here these days, and I forgot what I should do when I come here?"

"Ah? Oh, oh."

She then came back to her senses, and hurriedly put the medicine box on the small table beside her, took out the needle bag, a newly prepared medicine, and a box of incense from it.

Although she was worried about the words of the imperial concubine these days, she almost hid at home.

Go and stay, these two choices are like two invisible hands tearing her, and even in a dream, they are not at peace.

However, she didn't dare to struggle, so she still prepared everything she needed to detoxify the emperor.

Even if you leave by yourself, these things can be kept.

But she didn't know if she really left, would anyone else be able to untie the poison in the emperor's body?

And if I leave the emperor, can I still be able to

Zhu Feng sat in front of the table and didn't just sit there. Although he didn't go to the cabinet to discuss matters today, some memorials had been delivered in advance. He was watching with a memorial in one hand. When Xue Yun finished the preparation work, he came to use a needle for him to detoxify.

As I looked, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance at the end of my nose.

When he looked up, Xue Yun put a piece of incense he had made into the incense burner on the table.

Although the smoke rose up and spread in the air, the fragrance gradually dispersed. The fragrance was cool and had a little bitter taste of medicine, but it was precisely because of this bitter taste that the fragrance exuded a little more elegant.

Zhu Feng said: "This is"

Xue Yun turned around and said softly: "Your Majesty, the acupoints used next to use are more critical, and it may affect the emperor's daily thoughts and dreams."

"……oh?"

Hearing the word "Dream", Zhu Feng's heart moved slightly.

He still vaguely remembered that he had countless suffocating dreams. Sometimes Ye Zheng joked with him either big or small, and would say that he was "very murderous in his dream", but now, most of him can't remember it.

When Xue Yun said that it would affect his dreams, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Will you see something in your dream?

Xue Yun continued: "This fragrance is a spice specially prepared by Weichen for detoxification during this period. It is best for the emperor to rinse the imperial study and rest, especially when he is sleeping at night."

“…”

"It can slightly relieve the symptoms after the needle delivery."

“…”

Zhu Feng thought for a while and said, "If there is a revelation in the dream, wouldn't it be great?"

Xue Yun said: "Emperor, because in the past ten years, or even decades, most of the emperor's memories have been blank. If there is really a revelation in the dream, I don't know when the memories will be, and they will not be complete, they will only be broken, or even disorderly."

“…”

"That kind of situation will cause memory confusion."

“…”

"Not mentioning the harm to human spirit, the emperor has to deal with all kinds of things every day. If he still has to bear the influence of such a messy memory, it will be harmful to the emperor."

But later, she didn't continue.

Not without benefits.

After all, for a person who has lost his memory and is eager to retrieve his memory, even a little bit of memory is like a straw in front of a drowning person, and he will try his best to hold on.

Zhu Feng frowned and was silent for a while, not saying anything.

Just said, "Come on."

Xue Yun came over.

She took out a needle from the needle bag, walked behind Zhu Feng, and gently touched his slender fingers on the back of his neck, confirmed the acupoints, and prepared to pierce the heavy acupoint on his body.

Zhu Feng took a deep breath and waited quietly.

After these days of needle removal and detoxification, he probably knew which acupuncture points would cause severe pain and which acupuncture points would make him clear and clear. But no matter what, he would still care about the needle when it was inserted.

However, after a long time, there was no movement.

He couldn't help but turn his head: "Hmm?"

I saw Xue Yun standing behind him with a melancholy expression on his face. The silver needle in his hand was not far from his body, but it never pierced.

When she met Zhu Feng's puzzled gaze, she bit her lower lip and put down her hand.

Zhu Feng frowned.

"What's wrong?"

“…”

"Why haven't you got the needle?"

“…”

"Is there anything else that hasn't been done?"

“…”

Xue Yun's expression became even more serious. Just now, when she reached out to Zhu Feng, the words that the imperial concubine said to her that day sounded in her ears.

She struggled to look at Zhu Feng, who was looking at her in confusion.

Xue Yun whispered: "Your Majesty...why, forget it."

Zhu Feng's eyes turned cold.

"What did you say?"
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