C7 She Had to Look like a Male Pet
When Lyi Ziqing and Gong Waiyu left one after another, Gong Lingchen withdrew his playful gaze and lazily stretched his body. He said lightly:
"Mother, is there something important? If not, let me wash up and change my clothes first. . . "
Since she had already said so, Yang Rong naturally did not dare to stay any longer. Adding on the gossips of those officials around her, it really made her very irritated when she heard it.
"Chen'er, take your time to deal with it. . . "
Her gaze faintly looked towards Yang Xuanyin. Seeing that his expression was normal and did not have any intention to add more words, Yang Rong slightly relaxed her heart and let the palace maid by her side support her as she left.
For a moment, it was as if birds and beasts dispersed and the entire palace returned to its original silence.
Yang Xuanyin let out a sigh of relief and at this time he lowered his eyes to look at his bandaged palm. His delicate brows slightly wrinkled and he unconsciously muttered, "This. . . "
When had he been treated?
"Who else could it be other than me?" Gong Lingchen took his puzzled look into his eyes. There was not much expression on his handsome face, but his eyebrows were slightly raised. He stood up slowly and said:
"If I hadn't sensed that something was wrong last night and asked someone to find Gong Waiyu, that idiot, to come at midnight, do you think you would have the honor to let me find some medicine for you?"
In fact, the truth was that Gong Lingchen had been angered by someone last night. He had no choice but to go out and call for the eunuch. His original intention was to get them to carry him out, but he had to stop them in the middle of the night.
He suddenly remembered that something was not right. . .
That was why he had used the same method to treat someone's body. Yang Xuanyin had cleaned the wound on his hand and applied the medicine on it. It was also because Gong Lingchen could not sleep last night that he had done it.
However, Gong Lingchen did not plan to say all of this. After all, it was a little too embarrassing to be unable to sleep after being provoked by a man with flames all over his body.
Those who didn't know would think that he, the Son of Heaven, lacked a woman.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. " Yang Xuanyin also got up and tidied his clothes. Seeing a eunuch pass a dragon robe to Gong Lingchen to put on, he bowed to him again.
"I will take my leave. "
His handsome face was full of respect. Even his white robe was neat and tidy. No one could find anything wrong with it.
However, Gong Lingchen somehow couldn't stand his calm appearance, which didn't seem to be affected at all.
"Did I say that I would let you go?" The young eunuch took the belt and tied it on himself. Gong Lingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the man who was shorter than him by half a head.
He did not ask him to get up, nor did he ask him to leave. It was clear that he wanted to settle the score after the autumn festival.
"I. . . " If the truth was spread to the empress dowager's side, it would probably anger her. At that time, she would not be able to stay in the Imperial Palace any longer. . .
At this point, Yang Xuanyin paused for a moment before saying:
"I passed by the Grand Hospital yesterday and saw that there were a lot of medicinal herbs that I had never seen before in Qinyuan Kingdom, so I got greedy and found some pills to eat as snacks. . . "
Yang Xuanyin lowered his head and could not see the other party's expression, so his tone of voice was also very calm. He said it so calmly that his face was not red, and it was as if he was speaking the truth.
However, he had underestimated Gong Lingchen's intelligence and his decisiveness in handling matters.
"Go to the ambassador's residence and pack up your things. You will live here from tomorrow onwards. "
Gong Lingchen held up the sleeve of the dragon robe that did not have any wrinkles. He spoke very casually, but his long peach blossom eyes were dyed with a meaningful smile.
"You need to look like a male pet. . . "
Yang Xuanyin:. . . ""
What was going on?