Wan Wei walked up step by step with a hot kettle. The pavilion where they were drinking tea was located at the top of a rockery and had to wind up along the stone carvings on both sides. Li Wan Wei's hand was full of kettle, so she kept her balance in her hands all the time since the moment she stepped on the steps, and it was still very smooth when she went up like this.

But when it was almost at the top of the steps, the stone road gradually narrowed, and the stone was slippery. Li Wanyu accidentally slipped under his feet and tripped. He bumped into the edge of the pavilion. He sprinkled hot water from most pots. After flying around and a half in the air, the bottle lid was loosened. The hot water in the pot suddenly fell on Li Wanyu's right arm.

"Yu'er!" Shen Muchen had already seen her figure. As soon as she got into the crowd, Mo Ziran handed her empty kettle, Shen Muchen saw it all, so when Li Wan-hye fell down, Shen Muchen rushed forward and opened the kettle. His back of his hand was splashed red, but he still didn't have time to help Li Wan-hye escape the disaster.

The moment Li Wanli fell, everyone was watching, and everyone below was in an uproar. Li Wanli's attention was turned to the scalded arm, so he didn't hear the word "无" that Shen Muchen inadvertently shouted.

Just when everyone and Emperor Yangcheng were waiting for how King Beiyu would punish his little slaves, they did not expect that King Beiyu would not care about the scalds on his hands at all, but instead held Li Wanyi's back and picked her up, turned around to apologize to King Yangcheng, "I had a great conversation with Your Majesty today, but I couldn't continue today. Yangcheng asked Your Majesty not to blame him, so I said goodbye first."

In this way, Shen Muchen quickly carried Li Wanli down the pavilion under the eyes of Guigui, and walked towards the palace without stopping, "Mo Ziran, call the imperial doctor!"

As the Beiyu King left, everyone below were talking about who the sacred woman was taken away by Beiyu King. Some people had seen this woman, but according to their impression, Li Wanli was just a little maid who came to serve the queen with the Beiyu Royal Family. Not only were they curious, but even Yang Cheng, who was sitting on the high pavilion, called an old eunuch, "What is this woman's origin? Beiyu King actually took her back because of that woman even offended me."

"When you come back to the king, this... I look at the woman's clothes. This should be the maid's suit of the Northern Imperial Royal Family, and the one who serves the Northern Imperial Emperor."

King Yang Cheng still felt that things were not that simple. The emperor fell in love with the maids of the imperial palace for many years, but never a king was so indulgent and partial to a woman. "You send someone to order us to take care of the palace in the district for twenty-four hours to pay attention to the movements of the Beiyu King, especially the identity of that woman, report it in time if there is a special situation."

Along the way, Li Wanwei's arms turned red in a large area, and the pain caused tears to flow across her cheeks. She felt the pain caused by her arms wholeheartedly, and was taken into the house where His Majesty lived in a drowsy manner.

"Come here!" Shen Muchen carried Li Wanli to the bed and was furious before he saw the imperial doctor coming.

Mo Ziran stepped into the room and grabbed the old imperial doctor with one hand, "Your Majesty, please don't be slow, go quickly!" Mo Ziran just pushed the imperial doctor over and found that Shen Muchen's back was also burned, and then hurriedly brought the gauze in the imperial doctor's luggage to bandage him, "Your Majesty, you are also injured, please sit down and let your subordinates bandage you."

Shen Muchen blocked the gauze in Mo Ziran's hand with one hand, and looked at Li Wanmei on the bed with his eyes intently. It might be that it hurts too much. Countless small beads of sweat appeared on Li Wanmei's forehead. "How about it, can she cure her hands?"

The imperial doctor calmly tied a knot on the gauze on Li Wanyi's arm, covered the lid of the medical box and stood up, "If you say to your Majesty, this girl's injury is serious, so Your Majesty will send her back in time." He handed Shen Muchen a can of small ointment, "This can of ointment is gentle and is a scald ointment developed by the Xiaguan on weekdays for burn patients. Your Majesty remembers to apply this ointment twice a day, and it will be cured in four days."

Mo Ziran took the ointment and made a call at the door, "I'm here for you, I'm here for help."

Li Wanyu fell asleep on the bed. Shen Muchen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the woman below. While Li Wanyu was sleeping soundly, Shen Muchen supported the bed and reached out to lift the gauze skirt on the hem of Li Wanyu. She had a long sword tied around her waist, and the three words Li Sheng sword were engraved on the hilt of the sword. This was something Li Wanyu carried with her. Now she thought that she would carry this sword no matter what occasion. Sometimes, in order to hide this sword, Li Wanyu often wore a gauze skirt with a lot of yarn to cover up the existence of this sword.

The sword was given by the one from Yang Cheng. She concealed it from this and let the fake queen play her with the crime of beheading her. Is it because she had the chance to meet the one who sent the sword while she came to Yang Cheng?

In fact, he had doubted this point every time but never dared to ask her the truth. If everyone was not so happy, but if her answer was yes, what should he do? Will he divorce his wife? Shen Muchen asked himself many times, is he really willing to let her leave and let her go? The answer was not clear even by himself...

At this moment, the door came to report and His Highness Yang Cheng asked for a meeting.

Shen Muchen called Mo Ziran, "Your Highness Yang Cheng? Whose Highness? Have you ever asked Your Highness Yang Cheng what he has to do with me alone?"

Mo Ziran shook his head, "Return to His Majesty Yang Cheng, there is only one His Highness Wei He Chu. He should have heard of the Queen's arm burning, and he came to see the Queen. If Your Majesty doesn't want to, I will ask him to leave now."

It turned out to be Wei Hechu. The two of them had not settled the account that they had injured themselves in Beiyu. Now they came to see their queen again. He came so anxiously that he knew that this little maid was Li Wanyu, which further deepened Shen Muchen's suspicion of Li Wanyu. They had indeed met in Yangcheng.

Mo Ziran was about to leave, but Shen Muchen stopped him again, "Let him in."

"good."

When Wei He Chu came in, he ran into Shen Muchen who was holding Li Wansha's hand beside the bed. Wei He Chu stepped on his sleeve and knees to Shen Muchen with a ritual to meet Emperor Yang Cheng, "Wei He Chu meets His Majesty Beiyu."

"No gift." Shen Muchen didn't even look at him, "What are you doing?"

"The woman who can ask His Majesty to interrupt the tea party with my father must have brought her back. I guess His Majesty already knows the true identity of this woman, so I will not go around with His Majesty. When I heard that Li Wanli's arm was seriously burned, I wanted to take a look."
Chapter completed!