After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

Along the way, the palace maids and eunuchs they met were all busy with their own work, and no one noticed their whereabouts.

The Imperial Hospital could not accommodate so many injured soldiers, and the palaces closest to the Imperial Hospital were all put to use.

The imperial doctors in the entire Imperial Hospital were busy saving people.

Lin Miaoshou and Xu An entered a side hall, and the two lowered their heads and began to bandage the soldiers' wounds in an orderly manner.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, but none of the injured soldiers groaned.

Lin Miaoshou was better at treating external injuries than the imperial doctors. In less than two hours, all the injured soldiers in the side hall were treated.

Just when Lin Miaoshou was about to slip out to find underwear for Xu An, a serious-looking soldier came in from outside the hall.

"Those who are willing to stay in the Imperial Hospital, come and register, and write down what you are good at. If you don't want to, you can leave on your own." The soldier said and put the book in his hand on the desk in front of the window.

There were already pens and ink on the desk, Xu An was overjoyed, put away the medicine box and went over.

He didn't read much, but he had no problem with reading and writing.

Lin Miaoshou grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Don't be in a hurry, wait a while before going."

Xu An understood and stopped immediately. The first person to sign was too eye-catching. He was so excited that he didn't think of this.

Fortunately, there were not only doctors from the Imperial Hospital present today, but also some doctors from outside the palace.

After everyone in the room signed and left, Lin Miaoshou and Xu An walked over calmly.

Lin Miaoshou wrote his name and wrote that he was good at trauma.

The guard raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many years of experience have you been a doctor?"

"More than ten years." Lin Miaoshou glanced at Xu An's crooked handwriting and lowered his eyes slightly.

He was good at more than just trauma. If he wanted to take Xu An on this path, only trauma was easy.

The guard put away the booklet, looked at Lin Miaoshou deeply, and walked out quickly.

Within a day, the affairs of the palace were quickly taken over.

Xiao Jingzhao's deployment was very thorough, and Lin Miaoshou admired him very much.

As night fell, the palace was still brightly lit.

Xu An helped Lin Miaoshou spread the bedding, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed opposite, "Master is really as good as a god, and I can sleep well tonight."

Lin Miaoshou was also very satisfied. Today, he and Xu An were assigned to a single room.

"Don't be too happy too early. After these few days are over, you have to continue reading and writing. The apprentices of the Imperial Hospital also have assessments."

"Master, don't worry. I actually studied for a few years, but I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time. When I was working in the Qianqing Palace, I secretly glanced at the memorials on the imperial desk and recognized all the words on them." Xu An was full of confidence.

Outside the imperial study, the swaying shadows of the trees were dimly illuminated by the palace lanterns, and patrolling guards passed by from time to time.

In the imperial study, Xiao Jingzhao wrote furiously with one hand.

"Master, take a rest! You haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night. I'll call the imperial physician now."

Xiangyang was waiting for the pen and ink, and saw that the master's injured arm was stained with light blood again.

Xiao Jingzhao put down the wolf hair brush in his hand, his eyes deep.

"Don't call the imperial physician, we haven't figured out who can be used and who can't. Xiang Song will come back with the golden wound medicine and bandage it later."

The imperial study has been cleaned up, and the bed at the back has been brand new. Xiao Jingzhao plans to live in the imperial study temporarily.

Inside and outside are all his own people. The palace maids and eunuchs have been arranged by the new chief steward to the palace not far away. Without Xiao Jingzhao's order, they are not allowed to get close.

Xiao Jingzhao, who was extremely tired, fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Xiangyang looked out the window, hesitating whether to call the palace maids in to help the master undress.

Thinking that it was inconvenient for others to know about his master's injury, he gently took off Xiao Jingzhao's boots, put his legs on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

…

"Mother, is Dad thinking about Sui Sui now?"

Sui Sui stayed in Jiang Shuyue's arms and refused to go to sleep.

Nangong Zeyue sat patiently beside him, sipping tea, watching Sui Sui pestering Jiang Shuyue with questions.

Occasionally, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

The night wind blew, and bursts of fragrance came. Jiang Shuyue pinched her eyebrows and said, "Sui Sui, go back to the room with Uncle Nangong and sleep. Your father is busy and has no time to miss you."

"That doesn't matter. When Dad is done with his work, he will miss me. No, he will miss us."

"Ahem..."

Nangong Zeyue choked on the tea. He coughed twice and stood up. "It's getting late. Sui Sui should go back to the room with Uncle. Your mother has to go to the clinic tomorrow."

"Well, mother should rest early too." Sui Sui stretched out her tender little hand and stroked her mother's face.

Nangong Zeyue and Sui Sui had just left when Qiu Ju walked in from outside. "Miss, Gao Mu is back. Do you want to see him now?"

"Let him in." Jiang Shuyue sat down and gathered the thin cloak on her shoulders.

"Miss."

Gao Mu entered the room and bowed.

"Tell me, are there any unfavorable words outside?"

"Miss, no, in the afternoon, I saw the patrolling city guards changed their clothes, they should be the people brought by the prince. The people on the street are still the same as before, there is no panic or chaos, and the people in the teahouse are even discussing when the new emperor will ascend the throne."

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is this what everyone wants?"

"This is what I saw."

"Miss, there is someone outside the door asking to see you."

At this time, Lan'er's voice sounded outside the flower hall.

Qiu Ju hurried out and asked: "It's already this hour, can you introduce yourself?"

"No, he just said that the young lady will know when she sees him."

"Will I accompany the young lady to the hall?" Gao Mu looked alert.

Qiu Ju also followed her to the hall.

"Guard Xiang!"

Looking at the person who came in, Gao Mu was surprised.

Xiang Song was the personal guard of the prince, and he should be guarding the prince at this time.

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly and asked directly: "Why did he send you here?"

She felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Xiang Song bowed and saluted, "Miss, the master is injured, and I took the initiative to come to ask for help. Please, for the sake of Master Sui Sui, follow me to the palace."

"Wait for me for a while, Gao Mu will prepare the carriage."

Looking at Jiang Shuyue leaving a word and turning to walk inside, Xiang Song breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Miss Jiang was a fairy reincarnated and a kind person. How could she ignore Master Suisui's father?

Jiang Shuyue walked back to the room quickly, closed the door and flashed into the space.

She quickly packed a medical bag, put it on her shoulder and left the space.

"Miss, will I go with you?" Jiang Shuyue lifted the door curtain and Qiuju asked.

"Let's go together."

The master and servant went out of the door, and Gao Mu had already harnessed the carriage and waited outside.

There were several men in black standing next to the carriage. They should be Xiao Jingzhao's secret guards.

The carriage came to the palace gate and knocked on the side door. A guard opened the door to check. Xiang Song took out the sign in his hand and flashed it. The guard made a gesture and the carriage went straight in.

The carriage went in and the side door closed again.

Under the cold moonlight, a black shadow flew down from a big tree in the distance, and disappeared in the vast night after a few rises and falls.