Leng Qing still drank the bowl of thick and blackened medicinal juice in the end, but Leng Qing drank the medicine...... There is a sense of tragedy and grandeur that leads the neck to kill. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xu is Leng Qing's rejection of the bowl of medicine was too obvious, and Cheng Yiying, who was feeding Leng Qing the medicine, couldn't help but laugh: "Zitan is still a cold girl, don't you think that Leng girl is still afraid of drinking medicine?"

"I didn't like to drink medicine when I was a child, just smelling the medicine made me uncomfortable, this is a problem engraved into my bones, and I can't change it. Regarding Cheng Yiying's ridicule, Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, only responded with a helpless smile.

This side, after listening to Leng Qing's words, Cheng Yiying, who stood in front of the carved wooden bed and held the empty medicine bowl with one hand, immediately reminded with a soft smile: "Good medicine is good for illness, Miss Leng is injured now, and you must not refuse to drink because of the bitterness of the medicine, which is not conducive to the recovery of Miss Leng's injuries." ”

"Thank you Crown Princess for reminding me, I will keep it in mind. Knowing that Cheng Yiying said these words for her sake, Leng Qing agreed very simply and did not refute Cheng Yiying at all. After a pause, when Cheng Yiying turned around to empty the medicine bowl, Leng Qing asked again: "Crown Princess, what did the imperial doctor say about the injuries on my body?"

In the end, it was her own body, Leng Qing still had to care. After all...... Only when she is strong and strong can she take revenge, isn't it? If she becomes a sick man, she can't even pick up a sword, then it won't be good.

At this time, Cheng Yiying, who put down the empty medicine bowl, slowly walked back to the carved wooden bed and sat down, leaning over and carefully helping Leng Qing, who was lying back on the carved wooden bed after drinking the medicine, and whispered softly: "The imperial doctor said that the arrow wound on Miss Leng's right arm is not serious, but there is some inflammation, and it should be cured after a period of daily medicine." The strangulation on the wrists of the limbs didn't matter, and it was almost healed after a few doses.

It's just that the arrow wound on Miss Leng's right back waist not only hurt the flesh and bones, but also injured the liver, and the injury was a little dangerous. At that time, after the seventh brother rescued Miss Leng, although he did a simple treatment for Miss Leng, and also found herbs to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation and applied the injury to Miss Leng, the injury on the liver was not dealt with well. And Miss Leng couldn't wake up with a high fever at the time, her mouth was tightly closed, and she couldn't feed the medicine, if it weren't for the seventh brother ...... later."

At this point, Cheng Yiying suddenly paused, and it was Cheng Yiying who secretly glanced at Leng Qing. But Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, just looked at Cheng Yiying calmly and didn't react.

After a while, seeing that Leng Qing really didn't react, her face was as calm as a pool of lakes, Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, coughed lightly, and said with a somewhat sneering expression: "In short, Miss Leng has been asleep until today." ”

In fact, Leng Qing heard the embarrassment of Cheng Yiying's words, but Leng Qing chose not to hear it.

Leng Qing thinks that sometimes it is necessary to be properly confused, and it is not good to be too smart and sensitive. is like when Cheng Yiying just showed a desire to speak...... When you shouldn't be smart and sensitive, you should be confused.

Since she chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb from the beginning, Leng Qing naturally didn't ask any more questions, but very rationally changed the topic and asked Cheng Yiying: "I don't know if the imperial doctor has any explanation for recuperation after injury?"

Regardless of the severity of the injury, it is necessary to pay attention to physical recuperation during the recovery period after the injury, otherwise it is easy to leave hidden dangers.

And on that side, hearing Leng Qing's serious question, Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, also replied softly and seriously: "Because it hurt the liver, according to the meaning of the imperial doctor, Miss Leng should recuperate in the past half a year, and must not make a big move, and it is only suitable to do some gentle exercises on weekdays, so as not to leave the root of the disease." ”

Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, heard this, and nodded very meekly at Cheng Yiying: "Okay, I will follow the doctor's instructions." The voice changed for a moment, but Wen Lengqing asked Cheng Yiying in such a low voice: "By the way, Crown Princess, I wonder if you have written to tell Prince Xu that everything is okay with me?"

Chao Leng Qing shook his head slowly, and Cheng Yiying also lowered his voice and replied truthfully: "Whether it is His Royal Highness or Zitan, they are not familiar with Prince Xu, and Miss Leng should not make a big deal about it, because Zitan has never touched this idea." ”

Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, nodded clearly when she heard this. Immediately, I saw a little pale lips slightly opened, but Wen Lengqing said to Cheng Yiying in a low voice: "So...... Can you please prepare a pen and paper for the crown princess for me, I want to write a letter to the prince and the princess to report peace. ”

Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, heard this, and immediately nodded to Leng Qing in response: "Naturally." After the words fell, Cheng Yiying personally got up and went to arrange pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for Leng Qing.

During the time that Cheng Yiying left, Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed in the wing room, secretly thought to herself: Since Chen Haoxian sent someone to find the Daliang National Palace at that time, presumably the Chibing National Palace must have sent someone to find it! Knowing the news that she was rescued, I don't know whether Yan Ziming was happy or worried. But......

If she disappeared so suddenly, without any sound at all, Yan Ziming would definitely be worried!

At that time, in order to seek Yan Ziming's help, she not only took the initiative to seduce Yan Ziming, but also promised Yan Ziming that no matter whether the matter succeeded or failed, she would return to the Red Ice Country with Yan Ziming and be Yan Ziming's real woman......

Although she was very grateful that Yan Ziming didn't take the opportunity to ask her for her at that time and save her face, she asked her to go back to Chibing Country to be Yan Ziming's woman no matter whether things were successful or not...... This is certainly impossible!

When Yan Ziming had not yet married Yan Qingqiu, Leng Qing said that she was unwilling and would not be the kind of third party who robbed people's husbands. Now that Yan Ziming and Yan Qingqiu have married, and the two have children, Leng Qing will not be a third party between Yan Ziming and Yan Qingqiu!

Leng Qing would never do such a thing as tearing down people's marriages and destroying people's families. Therefore, if Leng Qing is killed, Leng Qing will not go back to the Red Ice Country. But a peace letter still has to be written, lest Yan Ziming always remember her life and death.

She didn't have to go back to the Red Ice Country, but she at least wanted Yan Ziming to know that she was still alive and sound.

While Leng Qing was thinking to herself, Cheng Yiying had already returned with a rectangular wooden tray in her hand.

Entering the wing, Cheng Yiying brought the tray directly to Leng Qing, and Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, saw clearly that the rectangular wooden tray in Cheng Yiying's hand was regularly placed with a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Cheng Yiying, who was smiling on her lips, put the tray in her hand on the edge of the bed, and then thoughtfully reached out to support Leng Qing who was lying on the carved wooden bed.

With the help of Cheng Yiying, she carefully sat up, Leng Qing endured the pain on her right arm, lifted the wolf hair on the tray, dipped it in a little ink, and then lifted the pen and hung it on the clean snowflake raft paper on the side.

However, when the pen was hung on the paper, Leng Qing did not put down the pen for a long time.

After a long time, when the ink on the tip of the pen was about to drip onto the raft paper under the pen, Leng Qing slowly put down the pen and wrote ten words in a free manner: Return to the beam, everything is fine, don't read it. The word "Xin" in cursive writing is signed. Eleven words in total.

On this side, watching Leng Qingyang finish writing these eleven words freely, Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, asked with a low smile in some puzzlement: "Doesn't Miss Leng write more? In such a simple word, how can you express Miss Leng's current situation?"

Putting down the wolf in his hand, Leng Qing picked up the snowflake raft paper, and said with a light smile: "It's okay, Prince Xu...... The concubine is talented and intelligent, and she can understand. She believes that with the tacit understanding between Yan Ziming and her, even if there are only these simple eleven words, Yan Ziming can understand what she wants to express.

Since Leng Qing said so, Cheng Yiying didn't want to say anything, but asked Leng Qing softly: "In this way, Zitan immediately asked the envoy to send the letter to the Red Ice Country, but it's just ...... How should this letter be delivered to Prince Xu?"

On this side, Leng Qing did not immediately answer Cheng Yiying's question, but carefully dried the ink on the snowflake raft paper, and then carefully folded the raft paper and put it into a cowhide envelope resting on the tray.

After loading the raft paper, Leng Qing picked up the pen again and sketched slowly on the cover of the envelope.

While writing, Leng Qing lightly replied to Cheng Yiying's question just now: "The palace has always been strict, and even the envoys of a country are not easy to casually enter the court of another country to meet the prince of a country, so it doesn't have to be sent to Prince Xu, just send it to Wang Quan." ”

After saying this, Leng Qing finished writing on the cover of the envelope.

Putting down the wolf in his hand again, Leng Qing handed the unsealed cowhide envelope to Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, and said with a light smile: "I once heard Wang Quan say that he had taken a fancy to a woman in the early years, and he originally planned to go out of the palace to marry a wife and have children, so he purchased a private house outside the palace of the Red Ice Kingdom, but later the marriage was yellow...... However, the house was still there, and Wang Quan did not sell it to others. ”

At this point, Leng Qing carefully lay back on the carved wooden bed and continued to smile and whisper: "I have written the address on the envelope, and I also asked the crown princess to explain the envoy who sent the letter, and when I arrived at the place, I directly handed this letter to the person who opened the door, and told them that they were from Wang Quan's old people." The people living in that house were hired by Wang Quan to take care of the house, and as long as the letter was delivered to those people, they would have a way to deliver it to Wang Quan. ”

The so-called private house that Wang Quan purchased in order to marry a wife and have children was actually the exit of the secret passage under the Qingxin Palace outside the palace of the Red Ice Kingdom. At that time, following Wang Quan in that maze for a while, Leng Qing inquired about everything he could hear from Wang Quan, including the specific location of the exit of the secret passage under the Qingxin Palace......

Because that private house is connected to the secret passage under the Qingxin Palace, it is guarded all the year round, and they are all trustworthy people under Wang Quan and Muwen. Leng Qing felt that it was the most appropriate thing to send the letter to that house.

However, Leng Qing naturally couldn't tell Cheng Yiying the truth about this, so Leng Qing could only lie casually.

Cheng Yiying didn't doubt Leng Qing's statement, and agreed very simply: "Okay, Zitan remembers." ”

Cheng Yiying agreed, and Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, suddenly reminded: "By the way, the crown princess, this letter does not need to be sealed." "Anyway, before this letter is delivered to Yan Ziming, it will definitely be opened by many people first, even if it is sealed now, when this letter reaches Yan Ziming's hands, it will be no different from not being sealed, so don't be so troublesome.

Cheng Yiying didn't ask Leng Qing why she didn't seal the envelope, she only smiled and nodded at Leng Qing: "Okay." ”

Here, Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, suddenly looked at Cheng Yiying with an embarrassed face. The lips opened and closed several times, and Leng Qing hesitated to spit out her voice: "Crown princess, there is one more thing...... That's the ......."

"Miss Leng, but it doesn't hurt to say. Compared with Leng Qing's hesitation, Cheng Yiying smiled calmly.

Seeing this, Leng Qing no longer hid it, and immediately said to Cheng Yiying with a gloomy expression: "The crown princess also knows that I was rescued by someone at that time, but the person who saved me has already ...... He's dead...... I had a hand hidden in my arms...... It's my savior, and I want to find a place to bury it, but I don't know where that hand is now?"

Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, heard this, but pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and said, "It turns out that this is the case." The seventh brother talked to His Royal Highness, saying that because of the hot weather, the broken hand could not be saved, and after the seventh brother saved Miss Leng, the seventh brother had buried that hand at the foot of Qinshan Mountain. ”

Hearing Cheng Yiying's answer, after a long time, Leng Qing said with a sigh: "So...... It's also ......."

Cheng Yiying, who was sitting on the edge of the carved wooden bed, suddenly stood up and smiled softly at Leng Qing: "Miss Leng has just woken up, so let's rest for a while." If you feel unwell, call the palace people to take care of you in time. Zitan then ordered someone to deliver the letter. With that, Cheng Yiying picked up the tray with pen, ink, paper and inkstone and turned around, and walked towards the door of the wing room with full steps.

"Thank you, Crown Princess. Leng Qing, who was lying on the carved wooden bed, thanked him and watched Cheng Yiying leave the room.

From beginning to end, Leng Qing wisely did not ask why Liang Shengxiao, who was the prince of a country, went to Qinshan alone in the middle of the night, and directly bypassed this question.

Liang Shengxiao, the seventh son of the emperor of the Great Liang Kingdom, was infected with a vicious disease and avoided the deep palace for ten years, and no one knew whether it was true or not. Why did Liang Shengxiao, a dignified son, appear alone in Qinshan on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and why did he meet her so coincidentally......

There are all kinds of mysteries in between, and Leng Qing can't figure out any of them. But Leng Qing was very sensible not to ask, because Leng Qing understood a truth, that is, it is rare to be confused, and sometimes you can live a longer life if you are confused......

Who doesn't have a secret in life?

Just like Leng Qing didn't ask why Liang Shengxiao appeared alone in Qinshan in the middle of the night, Cheng Yiying didn't ask Leng Qing why he wanted to assassinate the prince of Dazhang Kingdom from beginning to end.

And for Cheng Yiying's avoidance, Leng Qing is very grateful. Because if Cheng Yiying really asked, Leng Qing really didn't know how she should explain to Cheng Yiying. Let Leng Qing continue to lie? Leng Qing was a little reluctant.

Lies are sometimes told too much, and they can be exhausting.