Chapter 382: Night Party 1

Today's celebration banquet was attended by all the people from the Imperial Hospital.

There are more than 20 imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and the one who leads the hospital is Zhang Yizheng. But everyone knows that the most popular and promising person in the Imperial Hospital is Wei Yan.

His elder sister is a concubine, and maybe she will be the queen in the future. His niece is a princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the emperor trusts him very much. He has been in the prince's mansion for nearly half a year and saved the prince's life...

Apart from these, just talking about medical skills, Wei Yan is also a leader among the imperial doctors.

Doctor Zhang also took the initiative to raise the wine glass: "Doctor Wei has been staying in the Prince's Mansion for the past six months, taking care of the Prince's health. The Prince's health was able to recover so quickly, all thanks to Doctor Wei. On behalf of everyone in the Imperial Hospital, I toast you a glass!"

Wei Yan was humble as always: "As an imperial physician, this is what I should do. I don't deserve Doctor Zhang's praise. This glass of water should be toasted to everyone. I have been living in the Prince's Mansion for the past few months, and I have no time to ask about all the things in the Imperial Hospital. Thank you all."

Everyone happily raised their glasses.

Everyone took turns to toast, but Wei Yan was disrespectful and drank a lot more than usual. Even though he had a very good alcohol tolerance, he secretly took the rescue pills before the banquet, so he was also a little drunk.

After drinking too much, the longing that had been suppressed for a long time also surged in his heart.

He has not returned to the palace, and Ling Jingshu cannot go to the Prince's Mansion. In the past few months, the two of them relied on carrier pigeons to send letters. He hadn't seen her or hugged her for a long time...

The banquet was over, and it was past midnight.

Taking advantage of the chaos when the guests dispersed, Wei Yan quietly went to Lingbo Palace alone.

At this time, Concubine Wei had not come back yet.

The palace maid guarding the door was very familiar with Wei Yan, and smiled and opened the door: "It's so late, why is Doctor Wei still in Lingbo Palace? The Concubine has not come back yet, Doctor Wei has to wait for a while."

Wei Yan smiled casually: "Okay, I'll go in and wait for the Concubine."

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and the fragrance floats in the cool night breeze. It also aroused Wei Yan's secret desire in his heart. Wei Yan took advantage of a little bit of alcohol to do something willful and bold-he went directly to Ling Jingshu's boudoir.

He was very familiar with the location of this boudoir, and it was the first time he really got close to it.

On weekdays, he had to carefully abide by the rules of the palace and be wary of other people's eyes. Most of the places where he and Ling Jingshu met were in Concubine Wei's room.

According to the rules of the palace, the rooms of the palace maids and eunuchs were not locked. Ling Jingshu's boudoir was no exception.

Wei Yan pushed the door open with a little effort.

There were no candlesticks in the room. The moonlight outside the window was like water, pouring in through the window. With the moonlight, Wei Yan had a panoramic view of the boudoir.

On the small dressing table, pearl hairpins were scattered. On the table next to it, there was an elegant porcelain vase with flowers in it, emitting a faint fragrance. The light-colored gauze curtain covered the exquisite carved wooden bed...

Wei Yan looked at the carved wooden bed, and his mind floated.

As a healthy, unmarried young man of advanced age, he had a beloved girl, but he couldn't meet her all the time and stay together day and night, and he had to keep his heart pure and desireless. The taste was definitely not something that ordinary people could understand.

Maybe he drank too much and was bolder than usual, or maybe he had been holding it in for too long and finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Wei Yan lifted the gauze curtain and sat on the bed.

The neat bedding exudes a faint fragrance.

This is Ling Jingshu's body fragrance.

Wei Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

...

At this time, Ling Jingshu, who had been busy and tired all day, returned to Lingbo Palace with Concubine Wei.

The palace maid guarding the gate hurriedly reported to Concubine Wei that Wei Yan had come.

It's so late, and he actually came? Can't wait until tomorrow?

Concubine Wei laughed dumbly, glanced at Ling Jingshu, whose cheeks couldn't be concealed in the moonlight, and coughed and said, "Okay, I know."

Ling Jingshu lowered her head guiltily, fearing that Xinyun would notice her shame and joy.

As for Concubine Wei, she knew everything anyway. I had to rely on her to cover up my meeting with Wei Yan! It doesn't matter if I have a thick skin in front of her.

Concubine Wei soon stopped laughing.

Didn't this Wei Yan come to Lingbo Palace? Why can't I see him? It was late at night, could he have sneaked away and hid somewhere?

Concubine Wei subconsciously glanced at Ling Jingshu. Ling Jingshu seemed to have thought of something and looked back in doubt.

No way! He has always been calm and careful, and he would never... do such a bold and reckless thing!

Concubine Wei's expression was also very subtle.

Xinyun saw the strange expressions of the two of them and couldn't help asking: "Concubine, did Doctor Wei wait for you for a long time and didn't see you come back, so he went back alone?"

Concubine Wei cleared her throat: "It's possible. It's late today, Xinyun, you stay to keep watch. Jingshu, you go back and rest early, and come back tomorrow morning."

Xinyun lives next door to Ling Jingshu. If there is any "strange" movement in Ling Jingshu's room, it will definitely not be hidden from Xinyun. It's better to keep her here first.

Xinyun swallowed all the surprises and responded with a smile.

Ling Jingshu suppressed her blush, bowed, and left.

Baiyu and Qiaoyun followed behind Ling Jingshu.

When they arrived in front of the boudoir, Ling Jingshu paused and said, "It's too late today, both of you go back and rest. You don't have to follow me in."

Baiyu was the most careful and perceptive, and Qiaoyun was a tactful person. The two maids didn't say anything, just responded and went back to the room.

Ling Jingshu calmed herself down, pushed the door open lightly, and then quickly bolted it.

There was someone in her room.

There was a pair of men's shoes in front of the bed.

The gauze curtain was lifted up, the quilt was opened, and the quilt was bulging high. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the room.

This Wei Yan!

He was so bold! He actually ran to her boudoir like this. Where was his usual caution? Wasn't he afraid of being noticed and rumors spread?

Ling Jingshu was angry and amused, walked quickly to the bed and lifted the gauze curtain.

Lying on her bed, covered with her quilt, sleeping sweetly, who else could it be but Wei Yan?

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the handsome face sleeping soundly was quiet and beautiful.

His life was not easy in the past few months. His handsome face was a little thinner, and a short stubble appeared on his chin.

How long had she not looked at him quietly like this? After returning from the palace, he went to the prince's mansion. In the past six months, the two had no chance to meet. What couple had endured as hard as they did?

So, as soon as he returned to the palace, he couldn't wait to find her.

Ling Jingshu felt a soft and sweet happiness in her heart, and she gently reached out her hand and touched his face.