On the morning of that day, the medicinal food room also brought a very bitter medicinal soup. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It only took a moment for her to understand, this is probably the rule in this mansion, which is why Zhongsun has no loss and no heirs, because he doesn't want heirs at all. Or, there is no woman in this world who is qualified to conceive his child.

Although they were not husband and wife, she had to drink it, because these people looked at her, and had no intention of leaving to wait for her to taste it herself.

Moreover, that fierce look, if she doesn't drink it, she will have to be poured down.

She smiled and drank it dry. Then he watched the men salute and leave.

She sat at the table for a long time and couldn't understand why he had left a drop of blood, and why he had ordered someone to bring her medicine.

Who is the blood left behind, and who is the matter of drinking the medicine for?

It's been more than a month since she came to the house, and she seems to be gradually immersed in his gentleness, but is this gentleness an illusion? Was he just as suspicious of her?

She is a little soft-hearted, this prince who seems to be ruthless on the surface, will it be a generation of Ming Jun?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her scalp was numb and her back was cold, and she found that in fact, she didn't understand that man at all, and she couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

In fact, she also recalled this dynasty with the history she learned when she was a teenager, but what she learned in history is a rough one, her memory does not have this paragraph, the Mo family in her memory is not such a Mo family that can participate in court politics with literature and martial arts, and she also knows the strange demise of the Mo family later, it is hard to imagine that in this world, the intertwined Mo family can also die.

Perhaps, the real game has just begun.

But for more than a month, Gongzi has protected her very well, and so far, there is still no lady in the house to embarrass her.

In the same way, she didn't receive any news and didn't know how to get it out.

The Spring Banquet is approaching, this is one of the most lively banquets in the house in a year, every lady will attend with heavy makeup, originally she thought that there was nothing to do with her, but she didn't expect to be notified to attend the same way, but, did she attend this kind of banquet as a concubine?

Next, the house has to make clothes for the female dependents, on the one hand, the weather is getting hotter, and on the other hand, it is probably to prepare for the spring banquet!

Chen Ling also disagreed, absentmindedly flipped through the picture page by page, his thoughts had already flown away, he had been in the house for a long time, like a prison, and he was increasingly nostalgic for the days when he was free and easy.

"Madam, can the slave family measure the size of Madame?" The embroiderer asked.

"Hmm!" She replied lightly.

Who knew that the embroidery girl actually made a look, Chen Ling Bingxue was smart, and naturally knew that there was something to avoid people, "Just leave the embroidery girl, you all disperse." ”

"Yes."

In order to prevent ears outside the wall, the embroidery lady handed her a bamboo tube, which was sealed with wax, and she opened it to see that there were words on it, "You can place the message tightly in the mezzanine under the gong bucket." Gong Bucket ...... Isn't it just a toilet?

Chen Ling was secretly surprised after reading it, looked at the embroidery girl, and saw that she didn't know anything, and said that the news was absolutely transmitted. This embroidery lady has been serving the royal family for twenty years, who would have thought that it was this embroidery girl who informed her?

When she first arrived in this era, she was very unaccustomed to the thatched house here, and ten years later, she gradually got used to it.

However, although she is used to the thatched hut here, it does not mean that she can go through the mezzanine of the commode.

Moreover, who would have thought of such a smelly way to deliver messages, and who would have thought of such a stinky thing as a gong bucket? She had thought of hundreds of ways before, but she had never thought of this one.

At night, she pretended to have a stomachache and went to her own separate thatched house, she folded a few handkerchiefs into a square and fixed them on her mouth with a silk scarf, made a mask, and held the handkerchief, held her breath, there was still a smell kept getting into her nose, her eyes were full of smoke, there was always the urge to vomit, she looked through the toilet, there was indeed a mezzanine at the bottom, she was convinced, which ghost came up with such a disgusting method, just put down the bucket, looked at the hand carefully, there was a little yellow-black thing, she thought, this is soil, right? However, the more I looked at it, the less it looked like dirt, and I immediately vomited......

The day after that, she felt that her hands had a smell, and she couldn't soak them with flower petals.

I don't know how people who read the news will feel when they smell such smelly news?

Since then, she's been reporting on things every other day, all of which don't matter, not only because she hasn't been able to get to the core yet, but also because she finds herself in love with the person.

When she thought that he had been bullied since he was a child, and that he was regarded as a plague god with different colored eyes, she felt a little distressed.

She needs to pass on the news to deal with her father to rescue her mother, and to deal with the Mo family to rescue her master.

It is difficult for a woman to escape the warm offensive of a handsome man, he will accompany her to sleep when he returns home late at night, he will cover her with a quilt intimately, he will hold her, he will give her some fresh gadgets, will pick a flower for her, put on a dress, his warm drizzle, she is immersed in it, unable to extricate herself, especially after noon that day.

That afternoon, he took her to wander around the house, he held her hand, she felt very warm, the two of them were talking, he picked a flower and put it on her head, looked at her affectionately, she couldn't stand his hot gaze, lowered her head, and her cheeks were crimson.

"Ling'er's hairstyle today is very beautiful." A deep voice praised, and her slender fingers gently touched her hair, "I remembered that I had a step shake that was suitable for Ling Er's hairstyle today." ”

He praised her, she never knew that it was such a joy to be praised by him, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, "Your Highness has a good reputation." ”

If you want to say this hairstyle, she really wants to thank the peony girl for her skillful hands, she will put on a beautiful hairstyle according to her different clothes, even she herself can't help but admire, all say that people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, it is true, she has become beautiful under the skillful hands of the two maids, and often makes her feel that the dog's tail grass has become a peony.

Childe said to his subordinates without loss, "Begonia, go and bring the navy blue box on the bookshelf in my study." “

"Yes." The maid named Begonia leaned over slightly and left.

The two of them continued to walk, and when they walked to a corner of the house, Chen Ling was stunned, this place seemed to be specially repaired for her, every kind of flower was what she liked, and the yarn on the pavilion was also the color she liked, she was dumbfounded, looking at him.

"Does Ling'er like it? Afraid that Ling'er would be bored in the mansion, he specially ordered someone to repair such a place. ”

At this time, Begonia also walked over quickly, holding two boxes.

Childe was also stunned, apparently forgetting that there were two navy blue boxes on his bookshelf.

He picked up a slightly larger box, opened it, and took out a gold-inlaid jasper step shake, at a glance, he knew that it was worth a lot, he picked up this step shake, "Ling'er, this step shake is from the famous hand of the Chu State, it is a gift brought by the Seven Princes of the Chu State when they came to Daqi, my father rewarded me, I have been putting it, today I think of it, it is really Ling Er who is worthy of it." He took the step shake and inserted it into her hair little by little, for fear of hurting her.

With this step, Chen Ling is indeed a little more beautiful, and Zhongsun nodded with satisfaction.

He picked up another box, and there was a layer of dust on it, and it had been left for so long that if it hadn't been brought by the maid, he would have forgotten it. He opened the box, it was a string of hand beads, which were engraved with dense scriptures, "Ling Er likes to copy scriptures, and there are some red sandalwood hand beads, presumably Ling Er likes these, this is what the deceased mother left me, it is said that it can guarantee people's eternal life, Ling Er likes it?" ”