The two lightly applied ointment to her and then made her lie on her side. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info finished all the calligraphy and painting and let out a long sigh of relief, twisted a handkerchief and put it on the head of the star, and sat on the edge of the bed to rest for a while.

"Go back and rest, tomorrow morning you will have to wait for the prince." Shushu said to Qingqi, leaning on the edge of the bed a little tiredly.

"I see that you are so tired, or call Xinyun and Muyun to take care of the two girls, you can rest and rest, I am afraid that she will not get better if she is like this for a day or two, if you are tired, then the prince will blame you and I can't afford it." Qingqi took the hand of calligraphy and painting and said with concern.

She has been with calligraphy and painting for many years, and the relationship between the two is naturally very good, but she can't be tired because of this inconsequential person. Maybe in two days, she was found out to be a spy arranged by the princess and concubine, and she died silently, wasting her feelings in vain.

Of course, Shushu understood what Qingqi meant, she shook her head and didn't speak. She always felt that this woman named Mu Yan would not be executed for various reasons soon, like other women. It's not because she is a spy or not, but because the prince's attitude towards her is different from theirs, and she doesn't know why she thinks like this, but she intuitively feels that the prince seems to treat her differently.

Qingqi pursed her lips, knowing that calligraphy and painting were different from her point of view, so she had to get up and leave helplessly. Because she knows that calligraphy and painting have always been more assertive than her, and many things are more clear than herself, so she is very interesting.

The diaphragm didn't know anything about what was going on in the room. Because she is now suffering in a dream, she is in a sea of fire, no matter how she runs, she can't run out, just when she is anxious, she vaguely heard Wen Niang calling her, she followed the voice, but only saw Wen Niang's distant back, she tried to chase, but what she caught was a white-haired old woman, she stood cowardly to the side, did not dare to look directly at the star, murmured something in her mouth, the starlet asked her loudly, but she was just crying.

"Don't you remember your mother?" But when she looked up again, the old woman was gone. She anxiously searched everywhere, until she bumped into a hard embrace, she raised her head, and saw Dong Ling Zhixuan's hard and cold face, he seemed to be very angry, roaring at the star, and even grabbed her shoulders with his hands, shaking vigorously. Xingqi only felt that her whole body hurt terribly, and then the painting style changed, she fell into his arms, he looked at her gently, his eyebrows and eyes were full of love, but in the next moment, he turned into a hungry wolf and bit Xingqi's neck.

When Dongling Zhixuan came, he happened to see Xingqi with cold sweat on his face, and muttered with a painful face, "Dongling Zhixuan, Dongling Zhixuan." ”

He frowned, this woman dared to call the name of this king, he looked around the room, he didn't see the calligraphy and paintings, and he didn't know what she was doing.

I don't know what Xingqi dreamed of, she suddenly stretched out her hand and danced in fear, and walked away with a scream. With this action, the thin quilt covering his body was lifted, and the belly pocket with red embroidered lotus flowers was imprinted into Dong Ling Zhixuan's eyes.

But Dong Ling Zhixuan didn't feel ripples at all now, because he could just see a little wound on the back of the star, the wound turned outward, the skin was open, and there was really no beauty at all. He stepped forward to cover her with the quilt, but his fingers inadvertently touched her bare skin, and the temperature was high, like a freshly boiled egg.

She won't be burned into a fool, right, when he thought of that pear blossom's rainy face and a demented drooling look, he couldn't help but shudder, it was really terrifying. It's still the shy, stubborn, bold girl who is more interesting, he thought.

He stretched out his hand to wrap the diaphragm with a thin quilt, and then he wanted to carry a chicken under his armpit, and walked out, just at the door he met the calligraphy and painting that came back with a copper basin.

The calligraphy and painting hurriedly saluted "Wang Ye" and then saw clearly what his prince was holding, and knew that the prince was different from this wooden block, otherwise why did he hold her in the middle of the night, no, he went out with her, and she didn't dare to guess what she was going to do.

Dong Lingzhi Xuan sighed, and went out with the people, and he took the star diaphragm straight towards the underground ice storage. The freezer was piled up with large chunks of ice and some ingredients, and he looked around and couldn't see a suitable place. Finally, his gaze stayed on a low table with all kinds of jars and jars, and with a wave of his free hand, those things were swept down to the hay-covered ground, and he thought that there would be a sound of breaking, but no, those things were just messy and not broken.

Then he grabbed a handful of hay on the ground and spread it on the table, and put the diaphragm on it, but the diaphragm was injured, and her back hit the table, causing her to frown.

Dong Ling Zhixuan thought that he was already very light, and the woman was squeamish, and then reluctantly helped her to turn sideways. The temperature in the freezer was extremely low, and he could see the mist when he took a breath, Dong Ling Zhixuan was wearing a thin robe, but he didn't feel a little cold, and looked at the reddened star diaphragm with his hands in his hand, and his face returned to normal little by little.

At this time, he had the leisure to observe the stars. The skin is pink and fair, and he stretched out his hand and pinched it, it's smooth and doesn't look like the skin that a maid should have, isn't it, even if he pays attention to calligraphy and painting and Qingqi every day, he can't catch up with her.

Suddenly flashed in his mind when she was bold in the palace to beat herself, her hand unconsciously increased the force, and when she heard Xingqi snort in pain, he let go unhappily, and there was no doubt that Xingqi's face was left with a finger-shaped bruise.

When he was in the palace, he could have easily killed this girl who offended him, but when he saw her struggling powerlessly like a stranded fish, he couldn't bear it, as if he was about to lose a favorite object.

"It's stupid. Dong Ling Zhixuan said towards the unconscious star.

It wasn't until the temperature of the diaphragm completely dropped that Dong Ling Zhixuan took her back again, his movements were not gentle at all, and when he arrived in the room, he casually threw her on the bed, and left without looking at her.

If you think that our arrogant prince is in love with the star diaphragm, it is very wrong, for him, the star diaphragm is just a doll that he is interested in for a while.

The next day, Xingqi woke up in a distorted position, all thanks to Dong Ling Zhixuan, who casually threw her on the bed last night, and left without caring whether she was uncomfortable or not. But this pain was completely unable to offset the pain in her back, so it was automatically ignored by Xingqi.