The woman looked at Jing Ci's distant back, and the corners of her mouth finally showed a sneer unscrupulously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhao Niang, the righteous sister of the Qian lady, is the prince's guest, will she ......" The maid behind her looked worried.

"The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so there is nothing to be afraid of." The woman looked quite proud.

Looking at the master's face, the maid was completely bottomless, after all, they were the ones who did the bad thing, think about how many months ago......

Luzhou, Linzi Palace.

In the middle of the courtyard, a woman's intermittent coughing sound came from inside the house.

"Cough, cough, clear flowers, clear flowers...... Cough, cough ......" The woman on the bed had a haggard face, coughing and shouting, and there was no one in the room except her.

After a while, a maidservant girl hurriedly walked in, "Damn it, slave maid, what's wrong with the little lady?" ”

"Give me water...... "The woman on the bed has no strength to blame.

"The slave is burning, please wait a while."

The woman waved her hand and motioned for her to go, and the maidservant turned and walked out quickly. The woman leaned weakly on the bed, looking at the simple room, and a pair of slender hands tried to grasp the moldy bedding fiercely, but she was helpless and unable to do anything. I can't imagine that her dignified daughter of the Qian Mansion would be abused like this one day.

One day, if she can get out of this house alive, her words of money will make those cheap women look good!

Half a year ago, Qian Zhiyu finally arrived in Luzhou after a few days of trekking.

Her husband, Li Longji, the third son of King Xiang, is dignified and gentle, and treats her with special care. She knew in her heart that a large part of the reason was because of her family.

When she first entered the palace, the princess treated her gently, and the concubines were in their own right, and she was also at ease, and she could tolerate as much as possible when there was a dispute.

Unexpectedly, after Li Longji spoiled her for three consecutive days, she coughed inexplicably one night and couldn't bear it, and an illness came suddenly and strangely. After watching it for half a month, it was still not good, and everyone in the house gradually alienated her. Qian Zhiyu was clear, it must have been a little wave of hooves who secretly did something to her, blaming her for believing others too easily at first, thinking that there would be no fight after leaving Chang'an, forgetting that as long as there are people, there will be interests.

She had been at a loss as to who had harmed her.

Finally, when Li Longji returned to Chang'an, that person finally showed his feet. It can't be called "showing horses' feet", but acting recklessly and recklessly. Li Longji just set off, and the maid in Zhao Niang's room spread the word that the prince had an infectious disease, and he was afraid that everyone in the house would be endangered, so he had to move to a secluded courtyard.

That Zhao Niang is just a low-born kabuki in Luzhou, relying on her own good looks and good words, she fascinated Li Longji, and even when she returned to Chang'an this time, she only took her alone.

"Little lady, the tea is ready." The maid Qinghua walked in quickly with a glass of water, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and carefully fed the master water.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Qinghua looked at the originally lively master, who became such a ghost, and felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, her master was the daughter of an official family, and she was bullied by a lowly kabuki in this poor mountain and bad water, "Little, little lady...... You have to cheer up, we can't cheapen that slut......" Qinghua said, her eyes flushed, and she sniffed.

Qian Zhiyu, who was pale, noticed that the back of Qinghua's hand was red, as if it had been burned, "What's wrong with your hand......"

"No, nothing."

Even if Qinghua doesn't say it, you can guess that Qian Zhiyu must be someone to blame.

Scold! Qian Zhiyu, who was lying on the bed weakly, sneered, her sick face was white and terrible, she wanted to leave the complicated Qian family and her love-hate parents, but now her situation is not as good as Ah Niang!

"What should I do if the little lady's illness has not been cured for so long......" Qinghua lowered her head and muttered, it is not a way to go on like this.

"Qinghua...... cough, cough...... We...... How much silver is left? Qian Zhiyu's body was extremely weak, and he had to take a few breaths to say a word.

Qinghua shook her head, "There's not much left." ”

"You quietly ...... Go outside and ask me for a Lang Zhong...... Remember, you can't let anyone know about ......"

"The slave knows." Qinghua received the order and immediately slipped out of the back door of the house.

Qian Zhiyu was lying on the bed, her body was very uncomfortable, she had been coughing for several months, and now she no longer had the strength to cough it out.

Since Li Longji returned to Chang'an, even a cat and a dog have not looked at her. Those concubines who used to bow their eyebrows and pleasing to her would visit her at first, but now they don't have her at all.

In any case, she has to live, and she is not willing to die like this!

Thinking so, Qian Zhiyu slowly lowered his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

…………

In the haze, a few sparse footsteps sounded......

"She finally slept." The person who came deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was quietly talking to others.

"Look at her complexion, it's too penetrating."

"There's no way, she offended the hardest person to offend."

"A good official woman was abused like this by the three indiscriminate people......"

Qian Zhiyu could clearly hear the sound beside the bed, but she was so sleepy that she hadn't slept well for many days. She doesn't know whether the person who comes is friend or foe, if someone feeds her arsenic, she is powerless to resist at the moment, this person will either save or kill.

After all, the concubines who love right and wrong have not had the leisure to come to this unfortunate place to watch a play.

After a while, Qian Zhiyu heard that the person next to the bed did not move, so he desperately opened his eyes and tried to see the person clearly.

"Are you waking up?"

"I think so......"

Qian Zhiyu struggled with all her strength, and finally saw the appearance of the person who came, she opened her mouth with difficulty, "The king, the princess ......"

"Well, don't talk." Princess Linzi on the side of the bed was still looking at her, as if she was guessing whether she would die.

"Princess...... Can you save me? ”

"Now only Lang Zhong can save you, how can I save you."

Qian Zhiyu pulled his eyelids and looked at the people above, as if he was down to the dust, "Princess...... Just take me to your yard to recuperate, ahem, ahem...... Just save me......"

The princess hesitated when she heard this, and covered her mouth with a fan in her hand, although saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but if she is really brought back, it will be infinitely harmful. First, I don't know what kind of disease she is infected, and secondly, this move is to argue with Zhao Niang, and she can't get any benefits.

Although Qian Zhiyu was tortured by illness, his brain was very clear.

"If the princess can save me...... If the words of the future can be fulfilled, they will definitely repay the princess twice...... Ahem—"

"It's no problem for me to save you, but ......" The princess looked at Qian Zhiyu, she was still sober, so it was difficult to express her worries.

"Ahem, ahem—if it comes...... Can I get rid of that slut of the Zhao family for the princess? Qian Zhiyu's eyes widened, and he did not suppress the hatred in his eyes.

The princess chuckled when she heard this, "Except for her, there will be no one else?" ”

Qian Zhiyu smiled bitterly and slowly looked away.

"You keep this silver, I can only help you get here." The princess gestured to the maid beside her, and the maid put the money bag next to the pillow of Qian Zhiyu.

Then the princess turned and walked out.

"Princess-" Qian Zhi, who seemed to be dying on the bed, finally almost roared, but unexpectedly, caused a rapid cough, "cough, cough-"

The princess, who had just stepped out of the door, heard the sound coming from behind her, and unconsciously sped up, and the maid who followed her muttered to herself, "It's too penetrating......

After coughing for a while, Qian Zhi's words gradually stopped, and she really couldn't cough anymore, her face had turned sallow and thin, and she slowly lowered her eyes......

Now, I have to wait for Qinghua to come back.

Qinghua is her last ray of hope.