The Three Princes' Mansion.

Knowing that Shang Qirui was coming back today, the people who were waiting were all guarding the door.

The leader is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman, wearing a pink dress and delicate eyebrows, which can be regarded as stunning. What's even more rare is that there is a gentleness that comes out of the bones, and I feel very comfortable just looking at it.

"Your Highness is back." I don't know who said softly.

Everyone looked up, and saw Shang Qirui coming back with an unfathomable expression, and he couldn't see his joy or anger. The two guards who followed him had a slightly apprehensive expression.

"Greetings to Your Highness." The crowd hurriedly saluted.

After Shang Qirui saw the woman in pink, he quickly changed his gentle expression and helped the woman up with both hands: "Mei'er, hurry up, how many times have you said it, you and I don't need to salute." Also, why did you still run out on this hot day? What if it's hot? ”

The voice, expressions and movements are extremely gentle, as if they are afraid of scaring this beauty.

"Seeing His Royal Highness return safely, the concubine is happy, what is the point of doing this?" Wen Meier looked at Shang Qirui, her eyes were shining, and her tenderness was like water.

Looking at the two people who entered the house together, the two guards glanced at each other, and the uneasy expression on their faces became more obvious.

"Your Highness must be tired after such a long journey. Let's take a shower and change clothes first, right? The concubine went to prepare dinner. Wen Meier softly asked for Shang Qirui's opinion.

"Okay." Shang Qirui imprinted a kiss on Wen Meier's forehead, and when he saw the latter blushing, he turned around with satisfaction and went to bathe with the maid.

Prepare the hot water, and the waiting maid consciously exits the room.

Shang Qirui took off his clothes and pants, revealing his strong figure because of his long time of martial arts. Looking down, seeing the slightly hideous scar on his thigh, Shang Qirui was slightly stunned.

In the summer, as long as it is not infected, the wound will heal quickly. I think about when I was first injured. Even he was taken aback, thinking that this leg would be so useless. But that kid was so young that he was bold and careful, and he was never ambiguous when he used the knife for the prince, and he didn't even shake his hands.

It's only been a few days, and the injury has healed so much. I wonder where that kid is now? Shang Qirui thought that he would ask Doctor Ji to come over later, and he went into the water without hesitating about the wound.

The water temperature is just right. The tiredness and worries of the past few days seem to have been soaked away. Shang Qirui sighed comfortably and closed his eyes to enjoy this rare comfort.

I don't know how long it took, Shang Qirui suddenly opened his eyes. stared coldly at the one in front of him who was wearing tulle. A charming maid with a large area of snow-white skin exposed.

The maid was frightened by Shang Qirui's indifferent eyes, but seeing that he didn't mean to let him leave, she stepped forward boldly and said softly, "Your Highness." Mother let the slave come and serve you......"

The voice is delicate, and she is dressed like this. With endless seduction. Shang Qirui's expression did not change, and he stood up from the bath.

After the maid saw Shang Qirui who was not wearing clothes, her face was already red and could drip blood, but she still leaned over quickly. Stretched out his hand to caress Shang Qirui's strong chest: "Your Highness......"

"You, but your name is Lilac?" Shang Qirui asked suddenly, his tone couldn't tell the joy and anger.

The maid was overjoyed: "It is the slave ......"

"Someone!" Shang Qirui suddenly shouted outside. I took a cheongsam from the hanger next to me and draped it over my body.

Before the maid could react, two guards rushed in.

How can you dress up to see other men? The maidservant subconsciously wanted to hide behind Shang Qirui.

"Pull it out. Rod! Shang Qirui coldly instructed the two guards, not looking at the maid at all.

It wasn't until she was caught by two guards that the maid came back to her senses and begged for mercy in a panic: "Your Highness spare your life, Your Highness spare your life......"

The two guards saw that Shang Qirui's face was not good, and hurriedly dragged the maid out. Soon the screams of the maidservants were heard outside, Shang Qirui's eyes darkened, and some chaotic pictures flashed in his mind. He was stunned for a moment before he walked out of the room.

Seeing that the people waiting in the Prince's Mansion were all standing outside, Shang Qirui said coldly: "This is the end of unruliness, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again." ”

"Yes." Everyone responded in fear, the third prince seems to be in a bad mood recently, and his temper has deteriorated a lot.

"Your Highness." As soon as I heard the gentle voice, I knew that it was Wen Meier's.

The indifference on Shang Qirui's face instantly melted, and he greeted him with a smile: "Mei'er, why are you here?" Go back, don't look at this kind of thing, in case it scares you. ”

"Your Royal Highness, Lilac ......" Wen Mei'er looked at the beaten clove with open flesh, her eyes flashed with unbearability, and she wanted to intercede for her.

"Don't intercede for this kind of person, it's not worth it." Shang Qirui walked to the backyard with Wen Meier's waist in his arms, "I said, it's only good for you alone." ”

It wasn't until Shang Qirui's figure was no longer visible that the subordinates standing aside breathed a sigh of relief.

"His Royal Highness is really good to Niangniang...... a servant girl sighed in a low voice, the third prince also had a few concubines in the past, and he suddenly sold them all half a year ago. Then despite the emperor's opposition, he insisted on marrying Wen Meier. Since then, she has been favored by Wen Meier alone, and even the beauties sent by the emperor have been pushed by the third prince, and the maids in the house will not take another look. But it is strange to say that the third prince likes Wen Meier so much, but he only let Wen Meier be a side concubine. Although the Wen family is weak now, according to the third prince's liking for Wen Meier, it stands to reason that he shouldn't care about this.

"Yes, speaking of Lilac, it's really wronged, and she hasn't done anything yet......" Some people are a little unbearable when they see Lilac's miserable appearance, and many maidservants have the idea of climbing high branches. Lilac is outstanding, and the third prince used to look at her differently. I thought that the three princes had been fighting for more than a month and had not come into contact with women, so they wanted to take the opportunity to get some sweetness. Unexpectedly, he gave his life in vain.

"Hmph, she's wronged? If you don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, why did you end up here? Someone said disdainfully, "It's not that I don't know that His Highness never lets people serve him in bathing." ”

"Your Highness and Niangniang also dare to discuss, is it too fateful?" The housekeeper came over and scolded, he had just killed one, and he didn't know how long to remember.

Then everyone was busy and dispersed.

"You." The housekeeper pulled one of them over, "Go to Lilac's house and say something, and ask her parents to come and take the body back." ”

"Yes." The man hurriedly agreed.

The housekeeper looked at Lilac's bloody corpse, and he was a little unable to come back to his senses, in the past six months. His Highness has become almost unknown to him.

"Mei'er, are you cooking by yourself again? Didn't you say that it would be nice to let the next person do these things. I didn't marry you, but I didn't burden you. Shang Qirui looked at the food on the table, and at a glance he could see that it was made by Wen Mei'er herself.

didn't hear Wen Mei'er's answer, Shang Qirui turned around strangely and saw her frowning. Some of them looked uneasy.

"What's wrong? But did it scare you? Shang Qirui was not unhappy. Instead, he asked gently.

Wen Meier came back to her senses and smiled reluctantly: "No." ”

"Just say whatever you want, I won't blame you." Shang Qirui said more gently.

Wen Meier hesitated. Only then did he boldly say: "His Royal Highness is good to the concubine, and the concubine knows it and is very moved." But, after all, it is also a human life. The concubine was sad in her heart......"

Shang Qirui's face changed, and he wanted to say something but held back. There was a pause. Only then did he change his smile and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will never kill people lightly in the future." ”

Wen Meier was stunned, she thought it would annoy him. I didn't expect to speak so well.

"Satisfied, right?" Shang Qirui touched Wen Meier's head and said dotingly, "If you're satisfied, eat quickly." I'm starving. ”

…………

"Miss, what would you like to eat?" It was getting late when I got back from the parlor. Su Mu was worried that Mu Qingge was hungry.

"It's the same as before."

Xu is this disease looks like a loss of appetite, and the original owner's meals have always been made in the small kitchen.

Su Mu agreed, and just as he was about to prepare, the small kitchen had already delivered the food.

Su Mu frowned, very unhappy, Miss hasn't ordered yet, these people will make their own decisions?

Mu Qingge shook his head and motioned for Su Mu to be calm.

"The slave saw that the hour was not early, and she was afraid that the young lady would be hungry, so she prepared a meal and sent it first." The cook was a chubby middle-aged servant.

Listening to this tone, it seems that I still want to ask for credit. Poria was angry, obviously wanting to finish her work early and go to rest by herself.

"Okay." Before Poria could get angry, Mu Qingge opened his mouth and only said one word.

The cook smiled and put the food on the table.

Su Mu looked at the fact that several dishes were clear soup and little water, and he lost his appetite at a glance, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Miss has never liked greasy, so the slave maid will make it light." The cook didn't forget to explain.

Mu Qingge didn't answer, and motioned for Su Mu to scoop a bowl of millet porridge and eat it slowly.

The cook waited for a while, and saw that Mu Qingge didn't mean to talk to herself, so she said curtly: "Then Miss, you use it slowly, and the slave and maid will retreat first." ”

Mu Qingge only seemed to have the bowl of porridge in his eyes, and the cook laughed dryly, turned around and withdrew.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Mu Qingge say, "I'm full, let's withdraw." ”

When the cook turned around, she saw Poria and Su Mu cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

When she came back to her senses, Su Mu had already arrived: "Since Mother Zhou is still here, please take it back." ”

With that, he stuffed the dishes and chopsticks into the cook's hand.

"Miss, how can you eat that little bit? Could it be that there is something else in the dish? Su Mu saw that there was no one around, so he asked Mu Qingge worriedly.

"Not really. I eat less, so others can rest assured. Mu Qingge shook his head, thought about it and said, "That dish really doesn't have an appetite for it, and I'm not hungry now." You'll have to get some pastries later. ”

Su Mu agreed, and distress flashed in his eyes.

In June, it was still a little hot and dry at night. Mu Qingge couldn't sleep, so he took Su Mu and Poria out for a walk. After all, this courtyard is the place where the original owner has lived for more than ten years, and she wants to be familiar with it as much as possible.

The bright moonlight shone on the ground, and Mu Qingge's heart suddenly became a little more happy, in modern society, there is not much difference between night and day. Thinking about it carefully, in Mu Qingge's memory, he didn't know what kind of picture the moon hung in the sky.

"Miss, there are trees in the way here, and the moonlight over there is better." Su Mu was attentive and saw the smile on the corner of Mu Qingge's mouth. It was rare for her to be happy, so she happily mentioned yì and walked again.

It's been half a year, Mu Qingge is still not used to the work and rest time of the ancients, and she can't sleep so early. Following Su Mu's meaning, a few people bypassed a row of big trees, and sure enough, the moonlight was better.

Su Mu looked at Mu Qingge happily, but found that her face had become solemn.

"What's wrong? Miss? Su Mu asked uneasily.

"Do you hear anything?" Mu Qingge asked while listening intently.

Su Mu and Poria both quieted down and listened attentively.

"There's no sound......"

"Someone! It's a pant! Before Su Mu's words were finished, he changed his words. Obviously, Poria and Mu Qingge also heard it.

Su Mu and Poria hurriedly blocked Mu Qingge's side one after the other, and shouted at the same time: "What person! Come out! ”

Mu Qingge was moved in his heart, and said softly: "Don't worry, you're not a bad person!" Someone is sick. ”

"Sick?" The two repeated in surprise, but they still didn't dare to let down their vigilance.

"Yes, look around and see if there's anybody." Mu Qingge nodded. Listen to the sound. It seems that someone has an asthma attack.

Su Mu and Poria agreed and began to search carefully.

"Ahh

Poria's sudden scream startled Su Mu, and he calmed down after seeing that he was okay, and then reprimanded: "Don't make a fuss." I'm scared of Miss......"

As he spoke, he looked back at Mu Qingge, who was sitting in a wheelchair but his face did not change, and Su Mu was ashamed to stop the rest of his words.

"What did you find?" Mu Qingge smiled slightly and asked Poria Cocos.

"That. There...... "Although Poria has a short temper, she has very little guts. Shivering, he pointed behind the bushes.

Through the bushes, a gray-haired human head could be seen shaking, no wonder Poria was frightened. Su Mu almost screamed, covering his mouth tightly, his face turned white.

"Don't be afraid. It should be a person, she's sick. Mu Qingge comforted the two and walked over first with a wheelchair.

Su Mu and Poria are terribly afraid. But he quickly followed.

Sure enough, it was a person, an old man who looked like he was in his sixties. He fell to the ground, gasping for air. The body was blocked by the bushes, no wonder only one head was seen just now.

Seeing that it was a person, Su Mu and Poria breathed a sigh of relief, and the person became normal.

"Lift her up." Mu Qingge said to the two.

The two stepped forward and helped the old man up.

"Mother Qin?" Su Mu suddenly exclaimed.

"Acquaintance?" Mu Qingge glanced around, pointed not far away and said, "There's a room there, help her over first." ”

"It's Mother Qin who is responsible for raising her in our yard." Su Mu replied while helping Mother Qin to follow Mu Qingge, "If I remember correctly, that room is where Mother Qin lives." ”

Qin's mother had difficulty breathing, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words: "Little ...... Sister ......"

"Don't talk yet." Mu Qingge signaled to Qin's mother not to worry, and then commanded Su Mu and Poria cocos, "Put her on the bed." ”

Taking out the golden needle from his arms, Mu Qingge placed the needle on Qin's mother's Dingqi, Tiantu and other acupuncture points, and slowly twisted.

Su Mu and Poria watched with wide eyes, knowing that the young lady had learned medical skills, but it was the first time to see her administer needles. There was no trembling of his hands, and he was very safe, just like an old man who had been practicing medicine for many years.

After a while, Qin's mother's rapid breathing slowly calmed down, and Mu Qingge also received the needle.

"How does it feel?" Mu Qingge asked Qin's mother who was lying on the bed.

"The slave is much better, Miss Xie." Mother Qin said gratefully.

Mu Qingge was slightly stunned, Qin's mother was full of gratitude, but there were more doubts in her eyes.

"You're welcome." Mu Qingge slowly swept around, the room was simple and clean and tidy. In addition to the bed, there is only a table and a stool. There is also a dressing table with a comb and a copper mirror.

When he saw the comb and the mirror, Mu Qingge's eyes stopped slightly.

"The slave maid only heard that Miss was back today, and this old problem was committed, so she didn't go to greet Miss for fear of scaring Miss. Unexpectedly, in just half a year after the young lady went out, she learned a good medical skill, which is really gratifying. Mother Qin said excitedly.

"Mother Qin misunderstood." Mu Qingge grabbed the door and said before Poria could speak, "I've just read a few medical books in the past six months. However, today I worshipped a master. This acupuncture was also taught by the master today, and I tried it just now, but I was not sure. ”

Mother Qin's face changed, and Mu Qingge said again: "Mother Qin, rest well, tomorrow when the master comes, I will ask him if there is a cure for your disease." ”

Su Mu hurriedly pushed Mu Qingge away, walked to the door and turned around and said with a smile: "Mother Qin, relax your mind, Miss's master is a miracle doctor recommended by His Royal Highness, and there must be a cure for your illness." ”

Away from Qin's mother's house, Su Mucai asked Mu Qingge in a low voice: "Miss, is there a problem with Qin's mother?" ”

"Is she faking illness?" Poria also asked.

"Her illness is true, but don't you think this person is not like an ordinary subordinate? She didn't say hello when she saw me, and I saved her life, and although she was very grateful, she was actually very calm. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I'd already kneel on the ground and kowtow, right? In addition, although her house was simple, the comb and mirror were more valuable than those I used. Mu Qingge expressed his doubts.

Su Mu and Poria glanced at each other, but they didn't pay attention to the comb and mirror. But the young lady was right, if someone saved their lives, their first reaction would have been to kneel down and kowtow, rather than care about how she learned the medical skills.

"Then, what is the purpose of this Mother Qin?" Su Mu asked uneasily.

"Maybe it's not aimed at me, don't worry, ask her about her origin tomorrow." Mu Qingge said calmly, in this house, there are people who think about everything. (To be continued.) )

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