When Zhou Mohuai opened his eyes again, he happened to see Wen Wenlan looking at him with a stern face, with a serious expression, and he was almost beaten.

"What have you done these days?" Wen Wenlan tightened and held Zhou Mohuai's hand tightly, "Do you know I'm worried about you?"

Zhou Mohuai turned his head and saw Lin Miao and others kneeling all over the ground. Lin Qingguo and Lin Qingcheng were busy working, and they looked nervous.

"I'm fine..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Mohuai was also startled. His voice was hoarse and almost didn't make any sound, "Don't be nervous."

As he said that, Zhou Mohuai pinched Wen Wenlan's hand.

"Mo Huai..." Wen Wenlan's voice softened suddenly. Dongying and Nanmin were fighting each other during this period. She was busy with this matter and she had less time in Yihua Palace. Unexpectedly, in less than half a month, things turned out like this, "Don't lie to me."

Wen Wenlan stroked Zhou Mohuai's pale, almost bloodless face, and his heartache dripped with blood.

"Lin just now, I changed the medicine for you and took your pulse." Wen Wenlan bit his lip. Zhou Mohuai's condition is very bad now. It is best to remove the poison of the immortal flower as soon as possible, otherwise everything is hard to say, "You must have a good rest during this period, and I will come to see you when I have time."

Zhou Mohuai saw sadness in Wen Wenlan's eyes. He understood his situation, so he had to complete the knife plan as soon as possible, just two moves were enough.

But according to his current physical condition, he should not be able to complete it.

It seems that I have to take a few days off to dispel Wen Wenlan's worries.

"When is it now?" Zhou Mohuai tried to sit up, and the pain in his body pulled him back. His body was soft and he couldn't feel much power.

"It's not time for dinner yet, you can rest first and stop moving. You have been staying on the bed these days." Wen Wenlan helped Zhou Mohuai cover the bedding and prevent him from moving. "If you dare to run around, I can't spare you."

Zhou Mohuai was not sure if Wen Wenlan knew what he had done in the past few days. Even if Lin Miao told Wen Lan everything, Wen Wenlan knew that he had brought Pan Long by his side at most.

They probably wouldn't have thought that he was drawing knife scores these days.

Wen Wenlan watched Zhou Mohuai rest and quietly retreated. She was worried about Zhou Mohuai and had no time to ask anything. Now, taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Wenlan quickly called Lin Miao.

Without Wen Wenlan asking more questions, Lin Miao said everything.

"Where is that wooden box?" Wen Wenlan tapped the table with his index finger, and then he clarified his thoughts clearly.

She wanted to see what kind of demons and monsters contained in the wooden box could make her Zhou Mohuai become like this.

The wooden box was placed in the most conspicuous place on the desk, and Wen Wenlan saw it as soon as he walked over.

She picked up the wooden box and was about to open it. Seeing that there was a seal on the lock, she squinted her eyes and tore it directly.

Even if there are monsters and monsters inside, she can leave them nowhere to escape.

The lid of the wooden box was opened, and there was a picture album lying inside. The exaggerated cover was very similar to Fang Huayuan's style. Wen Wenlan's eyelids twitched, and he kept shouting in his heart that it was impossible.

How could the album of Fanghua Yuan appear here?

Wen Wenlan carefully opened the album, and the pictures were all drawn from the past. After turning the album page by page, Wen Wenlan's breathing became rapid. This album was exactly the same as the one that the Emperor Sister showed her back then.

The streaming light on the album is the current Zhou Mohuai.

"Who brought this thing in!" Wen Wenlan closed the lid suddenly and scolded angrily.

The experience on the beauty of the mandarin orange is a scar on Zhou Mohuai's heart and cannot be touched.

It took her a lot of effort to clean Zhou Mohuai's identity and let him change his identity and appear in front of all officials. Now that Zhou Mohuai saw this thing, he was simply uncovering Zhou Mohuai's bloody scars, and then sprinkled a handful of salt on it. After feeling unhappy, he poured a bucket of chili water.

Besides, Zhou Mohuai is injured now, so how can he withstand this stimulation?

"That day, a little eunuch sent a wooden box over and said that he wanted General Zhou to open it himself. It contained surprises. The servant was not suspicious and took it in." After not seeing Wen Wenlan's great thunder for a long time, Lin Miao quickly knelt down on the ground, "I deserve to die, please forgive me for your crime."

Wen Wenlan was so angry that her hands were shaking. She couldn't imagine how sad Zhou Mohuai felt when she saw this thing.

What she saw and heard from the re-emerging youth that day is still vivid in my mind. As a person who stands by and watches, she doesn't want to touch any more.

"Buy, go and check who brought this thing in." Wen Wenlan narrowed his eyes. Maybe someone who was not afraid of death was jumping around there.

Those who can get the album must be powerful. She just wants to change a group of officials and add the treasury.

Wen Wenlan patiently turned the album page by page, and gently touched Zhou Mohuai's face last time after his fingertips. It had become blurred. It seemed that the original owner of the album also liked Zhou Mohuai's face very much.

Although the original album is a bit old, it is well preserved. The owner of the album cherishes this book very much.

Wen Wenlan would rather see a dilapidated picture album. The more she cherished the book, the more uneasy she felt.

She doesn't like people who think about her.

Zhou Mohuai is hers, and no one can take it away.

Wen Wenlan put the album back into the wooden box and put it in it. After closing the lid, she found that there was a crack on the wooden box. It must have been thrown by her just now. She frowned and simply took the wooden box away and let Buyan put it away. She went back to the deepest part of Jinluan Hall.

"If he asks, I will say I took it away." Wen Wenlan glanced at Lin Miao who wanted to speak but stopped, "Tell him that you don't need to care about this little thing. With me here, no one can make things difficult for him."

Wen Wenlan was so angry that she dizzy.

It would be fine if I objected openly, but I didn’t expect to play with my wits behind my back.

The person behind the scenes would be better to burn incense and worship Buddha as soon as possible and beg the Buddha not to let her find any clues, otherwise just wait.

"Then your Majesty, what should Pan Long do? Do you want to take it away?" Lin Miao asked in a low voice. If Pan Long is placed here again, he would be uneasy, "Pan Long is in the back hall now."

Wen Wenlan rubbed his somewhat swollen temples, thought about it carefully before slowly opening his mouth.

"Let it go first, so that he can rest assured." Zhou Mohuai needs to rest now, and some small things may disturb him. Wen Wenlan dared not let anything disturb Zhou Mohuai anymore. "Don't tell him that I'm very busy for a while, just say, just say... Forget it, let's not mention it."

After thinking about it, Wen Wenlan couldn't find an excuse to be with Zhou Mohuai. Since he didn't want to worry, he wouldn't mention it.

Zhou Mohuai was resting for the next few days, and Wen Wenlan had more time with Zhou Mohuai. Even so, Zhou Mohuai vaguely realized that Wen Wenlan was getting busier and busier.

Zhou Mohuai talked to Wen Wenlan several times, so he didn't have to come here to accompany him. Wen Wenlan just said it was okay.

First of all, Wen Wenlan wanted to spend more time with Zhou Mohuai.

Secondly, she was worried that Zhou Mohuai would have a knot.

That morning, someone from the Imperial Study room said that Your Majesty would not come here at night, and he would be worried about the marriage between Princess Bai Ruo of Nanzhao and General Chengfeng.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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