Lamp Flower Smile

In the right gate of the south wall of the palace, go east to the verandah on the back and you will find the Privy Council.

Lu Chen followed a man in green official uniform and stopped under the verandah.

The man said: "Medical Officer Lu, here we are."

Lu Zhuo raised his eyes.

This is a very grand official residence. Two lions are placed in front of the main entrance of the porch, which is majestic. This is for the officials of the Privy Council to enter the palace through the right door to attend court, opposite to the Zhongshu Province.

The man in green official uniform waved the token to the guard in front of the door. The guard stepped aside, and Lu Zhuo followed the man and walked in.

The official residence is very large. Although it is not as gorgeous as the Si Li's Mansion, it is more spacious than the Palace Commander's Mansion. The man led Lu Zhuo through the long corridor, around the inner room, and entered a large room. There was a stone staircase under the house, half of which was sunk into the ground. Lu Zhuo followed the man down the steps. Once he passed the narrow steps, he saw in front of him Suddenly clear.

The torches hanging on the wall were dim and dim, and there were no windows on all sides. A long corridor led to the end of the sight, and was obscured by deeper darkness, making it impossible to see what was inside.

It seems to be a dark room.

There was a rustling sound, as if a heavy object was being dragged, along with a heavy smell of blood.

The man in front of him picked up an extinguished torch from the wall, took out the torch and lit it. The place where Lu Zhu was was suddenly illuminated. The next moment, Lu Zhu's pupils shrank.

Not far from her feet, there were five or six corpses lying neatly, covered with white cloth. The white cloth was soaked with blood stains. Under the cloth, you could faintly see the broken and twisted human body, exuding a sense of silence and death.

In the silence, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Coming?"

The voice sounded like a ghost's moan in the dark room where only breathing could be heard. It was cold and eerie, and Lu Chen suddenly turned around.

At some point, a person stood quietly behind him.

It was a middle-aged man wearing black clothes, with a thin build and a pair of deep and sinister eyes, staring at her coldly.

Lu Chen looked at him.

This is Yan Xu, the privy envoy.

Lu Zhuo had seen this person before at Huangmaogang Hunting Ground. He had a tit-for-tat confrontation with Pei Yunying on the boulevard under the paddock, and many people saw it.

Regarding Yan Xu, except for his past relationship with Mrs. Xian Zhaoning, Lu Xu knew very little, and Miao Liangfang was not familiar with this person either. He only knew that the Privy Council and the Palace Chief did not deal with Yan Xu and Pei Yunying. In the human world, each other sees each other as a thorn in the side, and they wish they could get rid of it as soon as possible.

She nodded slightly: "Sir."

A scrutinizing gaze fell on her.

Lu Chen let him look at him calmly, paying attention to this person in his heart.

I had a quick glance at Huangmaogang last time, and now I have the chance to see this person's appearance clearly. The man's facial features were mediocre, his figure was not strong, and he was a little lean. He only had a pair of bright and slender eyes, as fierce and sharp as an eagle, with a bloodthirsty aura.

Between his eyebrows, there was an inch-long scar passing from the corner of his eye. Under the dim and dark room, it looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

For some reason, a ridiculous thought came to Lu Zhen's mind. He heard Lin Danqing say that the selection of talents for the Palace Commander's Office requires a test of appearance. Looking at the appearance of this Privy Councilor, he thought that there should be no such rules for the selection of the Privy Council.

No wonder Mrs. Zhaoning refused to get married.

She was thinking about these irrelevant things in her mind, and her tension had dissipated a lot just now.

Yan Xu also saw the change in her expression.

After a moment, he said solemnly: "Medical Officer Lu is very courageous, and his expression does not change even when he sees a dead person."

Lu Zhuo replied: "Dead people are also sick when they are alive."

She raised her eyes and looked at Yan Xu: "I wonder, sir, where is the patient now?"

Yan Xu was slightly surprised, but soon he looked at the green-clothed official beside Lu Zhu. The man understood, lowered his head and walked into the corridor. After a while, he dragged his body out again.

It is said that he has a body, but it is not realistic. This person is still alive, but only half of his body is cut off from the waist to the legs, but he has not been properly treated. His whole body looks like he was fished out of a bucket of blood. Come on, I can't see a good piece of meat clearly.

As the person was dragged along, there was a "rustling" sound in the silence. It was the sound of a broken leg rubbing on the ground. When I heard it, I felt a chill on my spine. Under the light of the fire, a long line of dragging blood was left behind, winding. He stopped in front of Lu Zhu.

The man let go, and the broken body hit Lu Zhu's feet with a "thud" sound. Lu Zhu's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked down.

This man's eyes were blurred, and he was obviously in trouble.

"It is said that Lu's medical officer is skilled in Qihuang's skills, but his bones are raw and his flesh is raw."

Yan Xu stared closely at Lu Zhu's face and slowly uttered three words.

"Save him."

…

It was a hot summer day. Gardenia and a few small black dogs huddled together under the tree at the entrance of the Palace Commander's Mansion, hiding in the shade to enjoy the cool air.

When Pei Yunying came back, Xiao Zhufeng was pouring the rock sugar plum suds drink from the pot.

Boiled with black plum, kudzu root, perilla and water, it is refreshing and refreshing in summer, sweet and sour, and is Duan Xiaoyan's favorite.

Xiao Zhufeng poured one and frowned after taking a sip: "Why is it so sweet? How much sugar did Duan Xiaoyan put in it?"

Pei Yunying also took a cup, took a sip and said, "I think it's okay."

Xiao Zhufeng put the cup further away: "Why do you taste sweeter and sweeter now?"

In the past, Pei Yunying, the front clerk, was the one who disliked sweets. Now he not only occasionally ordered the kitchen to make some sweet snacks, but also asked Duan Xiaoyan to buy honey sweet cakes from Qinghe Street.

It's like being robbed.

"Really?" Pei Yunying disagreed, "You must be suffering too much."

Xiao Zhufeng choked and said expressionlessly: "It's a bit of a hard life."

Pei Yunying glanced at him and said, "Why do you say that? The front secretary has not treated you badly."

Xiao Zhufeng glanced at him, "Has His Highness seen you?"

Hearing this, the smile on Pei Yunying's face faded.

After the Huangmaogang hunting ground incident, the conflict between the prince and the third prince became increasingly fierce, and the Qi family was involved. Although the palace minister was not directly involved, he finally gained a place in the rumors because of the news about his affair with Lu Zhu.

For Pei Yunying himself, this is not a good thing.

He has a lot of troubles coming his way.

Xiao Zhufeng's voice came to his ears: "Your Highness, are you calm?"

Pei Yunying came to her senses and muttered: "More than calm."

Not only was he calm, but he was even a little cheerful as if he was just watching the excitement. He remembered that the other person was sitting on a chair, looking at him with curiosity: "Yun Ying, what does Medical Officer Lu look like? Is he prettier? Better than the one from the Qi family." Does a young lady still need to be good-looking?”

He suddenly felt a headache.

Xiao Zhufeng glanced at him: "That's good, Lu Zhuo returned to the medical hospital early this morning."

Pei Yunying nodded and picked up the official documents piled on the table: "I know."

"Aren't you going to meet her?"

"She just went back. She is very busy, so she will go later. I also have official business to deal with."

Xiao Zhufeng nodded, picked up the brochure on the table and stood up to go out. When he reached the door, he stopped and looked at the person at the table without saying anything.

"You really don't want to see her?" he reminded, "I thought you would keep an eye on her twelve hours a day to protect her."

Pei Yunying sneered: "I'm not a pervert."

Xiao Zhufeng said "hmm" and still stood at the door without leaving.

Pei Yunying realized something, suddenly raised her head, stared at him and asked, "What happened?"

The house was quiet.

Xiao Zhufeng coughed lightly and turned his head, avoiding Pei Yunying's gaze: "I have something... I want to tell you... calm down first."

"explain."

"Early this morning, Lu Zhuo went out to conduct medical consultation."

"who?"

Xiao Zhufeng looked away: "... people from the Privy Council."

…

A cold dark room with a dimly lit torch.

The thick smell of blood lingered in the small space.

Lu Chen lowered his head and carefully cleaned the wounds on the person in front of him.

Calling him a "person" is really a bit reluctant. Before it was cleaned, the scars were not visible. After being scrubbed with cloth, the wounds on this person were shocking.

There is no intact piece of good flesh left on this man's body. His hands were broken, his legs were cut off, and his ten fingers were bloody and bloody. There were countless marks left by iron hooks and irons on his body. What's even more frightening is that he suffered such serious injuries. This man is still alive, but he probably won't live long.

It is impossible to save this kind of injury.

Lu Zhuo didn't know the identity of this person or what he had done to deserve such treatment. If Yan Xu asked her to save people, she would save people. As for other things, she didn't ask.

The man in green official uniform beside her listened to Lu Yan's words and brought her clean hot water. Yan Xu sat on a chair in the corner of the dark room and stared at her movements coldly.

Lu Chen could feel the other person's scrutinizing eyes falling on her, but she had no time to care at the moment. The man was too seriously injured, so she could only hang him alive with a needle, and her hair gradually became wet with sweat.

The last needle was pulled out from the hair of the person in front of him. Lu Zhuo wiped away the blood from the patient's lips with a handkerchief, and stuffed a pill into the base of his servant's tongue.

The man was still lying on the ground, but his chest rose and fell a little more steadily than before. He opened his mouth and let out his first moan since he appeared.

woke up.

Yan Xu stood up, walked to Lu Zhuo, looked down at the person at his feet: "Did you save him?"

"Three hours."

"What?"

Lu Zhu dipped his hands in the water that was stained red, washed them, wiped them with a handkerchief, then stood up and said to Yan Xu: "This man is seriously injured, and the lower official has used the Guiyuan Pill to hang him." He still has three hours to live."

The face of the person in front of him was uncertain: "Medical Officer Lu, didn't you understand what I said? I asked you to save him."

Lu Zhuo was unmoved and calmly replied: "Sir, I am a doctor, not the King of Hell. I cannot live if I want anyone to live, or die if I want someone to die."

This was a bold rebuttal, and the green-clothed subordinate couldn't help but glance at Lu Chen.

Yan Xu stared at Lu Zhu with his eagle eyes for a long time. After a while, he sneered and said, "That makes sense. Someone -"

He glanced at the dying man on the ground and said, "Drag him back." He looked at Lu Huan with a smile, "You have been busy for so long, Doctor Lu has also worked hard. Please stay and have a cup of tea before leaving."

Lu Chen's heart sank.

She didn't let him go immediately. Yan Xu clearly wanted to keep her here.

The man in green clothes in front of him walked up to her and motioned for her to follow him before he could reply.

Lu Zhen paused for a moment, put the medical kit on his back, then turned around and said softly: "Yes, sir."

…

The coldness of the darkroom was gradually left behind, and when I came up the steps, the sun was shining brightly outside.

Yan Xu's subordinates sent Lu Zhuo to a teahouse and left.

Lu Yan sat at the table and looked around.

This seems to be Yan Xu's study or tea room.

There is no decoration, there is a dark wood bookshelf behind it, a long dark desk, the chairs and couches in the room are all square, the color is dull and old-fashioned, there is not even a square bonsai antique.

Jin Xianrong was the Minister of Household Affairs, Zuo Cao, and the Si Li Mansion was extremely magnificent, not to mention Qi Yutai. However, Yan Xu, a Privy Council commander, held a high position and was in charge of military affairs in Daliang, but the house was surprisingly old-fashioned and dull.

Lu Zhen thought in his mind, and paused suddenly when his eyes passed over the wall behind him.

In this gloomy study room, on the wall opposite the bookshelf, there was a silk painting hanging.

The painting is a picture of sunset in the mountains.

After the rain, the sky is clear, the wind is clear and the water is beautiful, a piece of red cloud dyes the river water red, and a pair of flying egrets are startled.

The painter's brushstrokes are both delicate and grand, and the splashes of gold and red are eye-catching. This bright color brightens the dull study, and the dull and deep colors are actually a little more tender.

Lu Zhu was watching intently when footsteps came from behind him and Yan Xu walked in from outside the door.

The man changed into a black robe with a round collar embroidered with unicorns, making him look even more cold and gloomy. He sat down at the table, and just then his subordinate came in, bent down and offered two cups of hot tea, and then quietly left, closing the door. On.

The room was extremely quiet, and you could faintly hear the birds chirping outside the window.

Lu Yan looked at the person in front of him calmly.

Without the darkness of the dungeon just now, the other party's facial features appeared clearer. The long scar at the corner of the man's eye looked particularly hideous under the sun, as if it was just a hair away from scratching his eye.

Very scary.

"I heard that the new medical officer of Hanlin Medical Academy has superb medical skills. When I see him today, he is well-deserved." He spoke, breaking the silence in the room.

Lu Xu lowered his eyes: "Your Excellency, Lu Xu is too embarrassed to deserve the compliment."

Yan Xu took the tea, took a sip, and smiled lightly: "I am an ordinary person, sitting in a restaurant on West Street, helpless, and relying on my own efforts to win the Spring Examination and enter the Medical Academy..."

"Medical Officer Lu is amazing."

Lu Chen looked at the tea soup in front of him.

The tea soup is clear, and the tea leaves float and stretch in the water, like a slowly blooming flower.

She smiled: "It was just a fluke."

"lucky?"

Yan Xu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Dong Changming, the Minister of Taifu Temple, Pei Yunshu, the Princess of Wenjun, Jin Xianrong, the Minister of Household Affairs..."

"The wealthy people Dr. Lu saved were not just lucky."

There is wind blowing outside the window, and the shadows of the flowers are swaying. The aroma of tea filled the whole room, covering up the smell of blood on the tip of the nose in the darkroom just now.

After a moment of silence, Lu Yan said quietly: "My fate is mine, and my own blessings are my own. I am a lowly official, and only by devoting myself to studying medicine can I win the favor of noble people and make the adults laugh."

"It's up to me to ask for a good life."

Yan Xu held up the tea and took a sip slowly, "So, it was Medical Officer Lu who asked for the public protection of Commander Pei in front of the palace?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhen frowned slightly.

Behind the white mist rising from the tea soup, Yan Xu's gloomy eyes stared at her unfathomably.

Lu Zhen didn't speak, and was thinking quickly in his heart.

The Chief of Staff and the Privy Council were sworn enemies, and Yan Xu suddenly came to her to test her with words, which sounded like she was related to Pei Yunying.

Nowadays, there are rumors in the palace that she and Pei Yun are not clear about each other. Perhaps in Yan Xu's eyes, she and Pei Yun are not clear about each other either. If he wanted to deal with Pei Yunying, he could start from his own end——

But this attitude seems a bit intriguing.

Perhaps she was silent for a long time. Yan Xu lowered his head and took another sip of tea, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said lightly: "Why don't Doctor Lu drink tea?"

Lu Tong was startled for a moment.

The hot tea is served in a celadon tea cup. The tea soup is green and green. The floating tea leaves are like a pool of green lotus flowers. You can't tell what kind of tea it is. The aroma is so fragrant that it makes your heart tremble.

"This tea is very good, don't waste it."

Yan Xu said: "Try it, Doctor Lu."

It became very quiet all around.

Lu Chen lowered his head. The tea was no longer steaming as before, and was just right warm and cool.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand, raised the teacup, brought the teacup to her lips, and was about to drink it——

"boom--"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from behind, and the door of the study was kicked open from the outside. Lu Zhu suddenly turned around, and the man in green clothes at the door fell to the ground at some point, clutching his stomach and showing pain.

Pei Yunying walked in from outside the door.

With the silver knife still on his body and his face as cold as ice, he strode up to Lu Zhuo, grabbed the tea cup from her hand and threw it behind him——

There was a "pop" sound.

The tea cup hit the wall and broke into pieces in an instant, and the tea splashed all over the blanket.

The usual warm smile on Pei Yunying's face disappeared. He put the long knife on the table and stared at Yan Xu with a cold and piercing gaze.

"Master Yan."

He said coldly: "What do you want to do?"