"When is it now, why haven't you woke up yet?"

Zhou Mohuai slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually returned, and he could vaguely hear Wen Wenlan's voice.

"Maybe I was too tired after changing the dressings, General Zhou fell asleep while lying down."

Zhou Mohuai blinked again, it was Lin Miao's voice.

The footsteps leaned towards this side, and Zhou Mohuai quickly closed his eyes. He didn't dare to see Wen Wenlan now.

"Mo Huai, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wen Wenlan sat down beside the bed. She took Zhou Mo Huai's hand and called him gently, "It's dark."

Zhou Mohuai closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. No matter how Ren Wenwenlan told him, he didn't open his eyes.

Wen Wenlan sat next to Zhou Mohuai for a while, and saw that Zhou Mohuai had not responded, so he was so anxious that he wanted to call Lin Qingguo over.

"Your Majesty, Lin Tidian has been here once, saying that General Zhou is not seriously injured. Maybe he is tired, so he can rest well." Lin Miao hurried forward to comfort Wen Wenlan, "It's not too early, Your Majesty might as well go back and rest first. Whenever General Zhou has news, he will send someone to report to His Majesty."

Wen Wenlan looked at Zhou Mohuai reluctantly, wanting to stay here to accompany him, but he was afraid that it would affect his rest, so he struggled in his heart, and then he still planned to go back first.

When Wen Wenlan left Yihua Palace, Zhou Mohuai lay down for a moment before opening his eyes.

The dim light and the wide bed roof are still in Yihua Palace.

"General Zhou, Your Majesty has just left." Lin Miao turned back at some point. Seeing that Zhou Mohuai woke up, he gently reminded him.

Zhou Mohuai stared straight at the top of the bed, his face light. He blinked and closed gently, "Don't bother her, you can go down too."

Lin Miao not only stood still, but also fell forward two steps. He bent down slightly and looked at Zhou Mohuai's face carefully.

"General Zhou is hiding from His Majesty again."

The tone at the end of the sentence is plain and without any doubt.

Zhou Mohuai turned his neck a little and happened to see Lin Miao's eyes that were aware of everything and were slightly worried. He supported the bed and wanted to sit up, but Lin Miao pressed him back.

After repeating this twice, Zhou Mohuai had to give up and lay honestly on the bed.

"Has she said anything?" Zhou Mohuai originally wanted to ask, "Has she noticed something?", but he also felt it was too straightforward and simply admitting Lin Miao's statement in disguise, so he changed the word.

"Your Majesty is worried about you." Lin Miao's face remained unmoved. Although Zhou Mohuai was his master, he was loyal to the emperor. "Your Majesty is busy tomorrow and may not come here at night. Before that, General Zhou will sort out his mood carefully. Some things cannot be avoided."

Although Lin Miao didn't know why Zhou Mohuai was avoiding Wen Wenlan again, he was sure that it was not because of the wound that it collapsed again.

Finally, Lin Miao emphasized again, "Your Majesty is really worried about you."

After saying that, Lin Miao bowed and went down. He asked Zhou Mohuai to have a good rest and maybe some things could be solved.

But how could Zhou Mohuai sleep? His mind was full of the four words "son of a sinful minister". Once he closed his eyes, he would see countless people scolding him in front of him. Not far away, there were people from Dali Temple preparing to arrest him and avenge the late emperor.

Even Prince Duan Wen Shiqing was full of resentment.

If Wen Wenlan wanted to kill him to avenge the late emperor, he would never object and would have no complaints. However, among this group of people, he could not see Wen Wenlan's voice or hear her voice.

Haven't sleep all night.

The next morning, Lin Miao felt relieved when he saw Zhou Mohuai's expression was exactly the same.

One night passed, and it seemed that General Zhou had figured it out. Thinking of this, Lin Miao's tone of speaking became much lighter, "General Zhou, Your Majesty will come after dinner tonight, so there is no need to wait."

Zhou Mohuai said "hum" and said he knew. He realized that Wen Wenlan had suddenly become very busy recently. He had been here after dinner for several days.

Before, Wen Wenlan would come over to have dinner with him no matter how busy he was.

Since someone can't get through, either she is discussing things with the ministers in the Imperial Study Room or the Political Affairs Hall, and she can't get rid of it.

But what will happen if you can't discuss it from morning to night for several days in a row?

Or there are some things that he can't know.

Zhou Mohuai felt nervous. Is Wen Wenlan discussing with his close ministers about how to deal with him?

He recalled Wen Wenlan's previous method of dealing with people was nothing more than exile and then circled in a certain city. The traces of Guo's title were wiped out, and he never met again in life and death, just pretend that this person had never existed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mohuai suddenly panicked. He would rather die at Wen Wenlan than live like this.

He was nervous, and the people from the Imperial Hospital came to help Zhou Mohuai change the medicine. The pain on his body made him forget the panic in his heart for the time being. He half-relied on the soft pillow to rest, and he didn't bother to think about anything else. Every time he changed the medicine, he would have to spend a lot of energy.

"General, someone sent something over and said it was for you." Lin Miao held a wooden box and placed it in front of Zhou Mohuai, "I said I had to open it myself."

Zhou Mohuai glanced at the wooden box and couldn't remember who would give him something.

"Who gave it?" The wooden box was square and flat. I couldn't imagine what it could hold. If it was a letter, I just handed it to him directly, so why bother me?

"It was sent by a little eunuch. It was said that their master gave the order. General Zhou would be very surprised after seeing this thing. He also said that if General Zhou felt it was a surprise, then there was no need to know who gave it. If he didn't feel it was a surprise, his master would be embarrassed to sign up for the title."

Lin Miao was also very puzzled. In addition to His Majesty, there was another master in this palace who could send someone to walk freely in the palace.

Zhou Mohuai weighed the wooden box, but it was not very heavy.

"I understand, you go down." Since he was asked to open it himself, he could only see the contents of it himself.

Zhou Mohuai was a little nervous. Who sent it here and what was in it? Wait for him to get the surprise?

Could it be the gold medal of avoiding death? Zhou Mohuai sneered, this is absolutely impossible.

He opened the lock on the wooden box and opened the lid of the wooden box little by little with his fingers. He peeked through the gaps into some paper book-like things, which looked very flat.

The lid is completely open and it is a picture album. Although it is a bit worn but very flat, it seems that the owner of the picture album often takes out the picture album to watch and likes it very much.

But this gorgeous cover gave him a bad feeling.

Zhou Mohuai slowly opened the first page of the album. He stared at the contents on the paper. His heart shrank suddenly, and his hand shook the wooden box and knocked it over to the ground.

The charming red dress, half-covered body, blurred eyes, ambiguous movements, and the charming and charming. Looking at the face again, it looks exactly the same as him.

Zhou Mohuai turned a few more pages, and each painting was full of fatal temptation. He clenched his fists and said that this album was from the beauty of the flower.

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