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Su Sanyuan was monitored by Ruhui and lay lazily in bed all day, like a sick old man.

Ruhui is a tight-mouthed person and doesn't like to talk to "strangers" very much, so Su Sanyuan and Ruhui have no extra gossip except for basic conversations.

Jinghua is also a person who doesn't like to talk, and the whole room seems unusually quiet. It is incompatible with the bustle outside the house.

When the guests dispersed, Old Ancestor Shen went to bed early because he was tired, and did not stop by to see the injured granddaughter.

A little later, Rucui came over and called Ruhui, saying that it was Shen Lao Ancestor looking for it.

Not long after Ruhui's front foot left, Su Sanyuan got up from the bed, the wound on her forehead was itchy, she took apart the gauze, and the person reflected in the bronze mirror, the wound was still a little red, and the scab was faintly falling off, and the pink and tender granulations could be seen.

According to this trend, if there is no good medicine to apply, it is estimated that this wound will have a scar.

It just so happened that the wound was in the place where the left forehead was raised, and if there was a scar in this place, the face would have been basically ruined.

Jinghua silently handed the ointment to the young lady.

Su Sanyuan propped her chin, panicking in her heart. Playing with the ointment box with one hand, his thoughts drifted away.

"Miss?" Jinghua spoke.

"Anthracene?"

"Do you want the slave to give medicine to the young lady?" Jinghua Road.

Su Sanyuan came back to her senses, looked at the gelatinous ointment more, shook her head, and muttered, "I'm worried that this medicine is useless, do you know where there are famous doctors around here?"

"The slave doesn't know."

Jinghua paused and said, "The slave maid thinks that if the young lady returns to the Su Mansion, maybe the old man will have a way to find an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the young lady."

"Do you think Grandmother will let us go?" Su Sanyuan sneered.

"The slave maid thinks that the bright one is not good, and the young lady can come to the dark one." Jinghua lowered her eyes and whispered.

Su Sanyuan looked at Jinghua and waited for her next step.

Jinghua walked out and opened the door and looked around, and saw that no one was eavesdropping on their speech, so she returned to the house with peace of mind and continued: "Tomorrow, Miss sent the slave maid out to buy red bean cakes, and the slave maid took the opportunity to find a few people to go to the Su Mansion to tell the master and Sister Zhuhua, these things that happened to Miss in the Shen Mansion, if the master has concerns at that time, Sister Zhuhua will definitely find a way for Miss."

Su Sanyuan smiled in her eyes, "You're smart." ”

Jinghua lowered her eyes, neither humble nor arrogant: "The slave maid serves by the side of the young lady, so she naturally has to serve the young lady with all her heart." The slave didn't dare to think about other thoughts. ”

"It's hard for you, I'll do it according to your method tomorrow, I hope my mother won't secretly stir it up." Su Sanyuan said.

Jinghua was also worried that Madame would stir up trouble in the middle, and when she heard Miss's words, she became a little more vigilant in her heart.

Tomorrow, at least give some more rewards, so that those who do their best can bypass the lady to find the master or the sister of the painting.

It was late at night.

Su Changyue stood outside the door, quietly looking at the night, the starry sky, a crescent moon, ancient trees with coiled branches, winding corridors and paths, and at the end of the trunk, he couldn't wait for the figure of that person.

"Caiping, did you say that the prince would come over tonight?" Su Changyue said.

"Miss, why don't you go and rest for a while. Later, the prince came, and the slave called Miss. Caiping draped a coat on the young lady, looked at the end of the diaphragm, frowned and said softly.

Su Changyue shook his head, a reluctant smile appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "I'm afraid the prince won't come over tonight......"

Cairui, who was sent out to find out the news, returns.

"Miss, the prince is here tonight...... The princess spent the night. The more Cai Rui spoke, the weaker she became, and she didn't even dare to look up at the young lady more.

Su Changyue's face turned pale.

"I see." Su Changyue said, while raising his hand to close the outer cloak, looking up at the night sky, his heart felt cold for a while. Maybe that's what she's been repeating over and over again in her life, right? Waiting for her husband day by day, day by day, she became the laughing stock of her people......

Cairui looked at Caiping and sighed silently.

"You say, does God favor Su Sanyuan more?" Su Changyue had tears in her eyes and slipped silently.

"Miss, you're talking nonsense again. There are so many people in the world, where can God take care of them?" Cairui Road.

Su Changyue choked up, then turned around and hugged Cairui, resting her chin on her shoulder, and sobbing and crying.

Cairui was a little overwhelmed, her eyes were red, "Miss, the slave is stupid and can't speak." ”

Su Changyue cried and did not answer.

The lotus pink curtain fell, the graceful bronze body, the strong back, the charming breath in the incense tent, and the two wonderful bodies were turning the clouds and rain......

"Lord Wang~" Wang Meilin said coquettishly.

Zhu Qiyu pulled the quilt over Wang Meilin's delicate body, and said: "Today, this king went to find your father, I don't know what your father is planning during this period of time, you can go back and see more when you have time."

"What's wrong?" Wang Meilin frowned, puzzled.

"Wang Guogong has been very close to Warat recently, and this king can't figure out whether he wants to cooperate with the outside or seek benefits alone." Zhu Qiyu pulled his lips, stroked Wang Meilin's white and tender face with his big hand, smoothed the frowning willow eyebrows, and continued: "This king is now caught in the danger of fighting for power and profit, and if he is not careful, he will die...... there is no place to be buried.

"Lord, don't say it." Wang Meilin hurriedly stopped and said in a low voice: "The concubine marries the prince, she is born as the prince's person, and death is also the soul of the prince, so she will naturally do her best for the prince."

Zhu Qiyu looked at Wang Meilin deeply and said, "If one day, your father and Empress Dowager Sun blame this king for the crime of rebellion, will you still stand by this king's side?"

Wang Meilin gasped, in the dark night, her eyes looked at Zhu Qiyu firmly, the face that had muddied her dreams countless times in her dreams, made her often feel melancholy.

"Lord, if there is such a day, the concubine ...... I am willing to accompany the prince to go up the knife mountain and get off the oil pot together, and never give up!" Wang Meilin said.

Zhu Qiyu smiled, "Meilin, you're still too stupid." Is there anything in the world that you can't leave behind?"

Wang Meilin raised her face and looked at Zhu Qiyu, who was looking at her quietly, with ripples in her heart and a little bitter. Yes, the person in front of her who is entangled with her is like a reflection in the water, which can be seen but not blasphemed.

Dad once persuaded himself that the princes who had rights in previous dynasties were often desperate for the rights, and these people could not put their feelings in the first place, if they married such a prince, they should always be sober in the future, and treat their husbands like enemies, so as to get the greatest benefits.

Wang Meilin leaned into his generous and warm embrace, her eyes moist.

Knowing that marrying King Yu is just a political means for his father and aunt to control King Yu, he should always monitor King Yu's every move for his father and aunt, and he knows that King Yu's favorite is Su Sanyuan, the name who has been called by King Yu countless times in his dreams......

Wang Meilin closed her eyes, and a tear fell. I heard the warm voice in my ear, "Silly girl, this king is still by your side, don't cry." ”

It's all like a dream, so unreal.

Wang Meilin closed her eyes and muttered: "With the prince here, the concubine is not afraid of anything."

Zhu Qiyu gently kissed Wang Meilin's hair.

I don't know what the future holds, but at this moment, Zhu Qiyu's heart is really warmed by this simple and innocent silly girl.

Zhu Qiyu said in his heart: If you were born in an ordinary family, how good it would be.