Concubine Xie Guifei sat beside the collapse with a gloomy face, looked at Xie Cairen who buried his head in the pillow with shame and pain, and sighed softly.

"Okay, it's already like this, what's the use of hiding your face." Xie Guifei's voice was cold with two points of fierceness: "Get up yourself!" Pack up and go out, let everyone see, you're okay! If I want to beat you down, this idea can't be done. ”

Xie Cairen raised his head blankly, as if he didn't know his aunt.

In the past, I used to come to the palace from time to time to accompany my aunt for recreation, and in my eyes, my aunt always had a decent smile on her face, and she spoke gracefully and gently. Even if he is in a high position in the palace, he never takes advantage of the situation to oppress people, and always makes people feel like they are bathing in the spring breeze.

Who is this cold man who has no soothing or pity for himself?

Xie Cairen's breath became short.

Words are like knives.

However, it seems to be right.

Xie Cairen endured the pain on his body, slowly struggled to crawl backwards on his stomach, slid directly off the couch, and stood on the ground.

Turn over and sit up first, forget it.

The palace maid guarding the door moved, and after seeing Xie Guifei's expression, she stopped in interest and dispelled the idea of supporting Xie Cairen.

Xie Cairen only felt that from the back waist to the thighs behind him, it was like a needle prick, and the whole person was like a leaf in the wind, staggering for a long time, and finally stabilized.

Stretching out his hand and pulling his clothes, Xie Cairen ordered: "Pull my hair well." ”

This time, Concubine Xie had no intention of stopping the palace maid.

Finally packed up, Xie Cairen slowly walked out.

In Jing'an Palace. The things that should be carried out are still going on one by one, but since Concubine Xie entered a palace room on the left, everyone's eyes have been drifting to that side, intentionally or unintentionally.

There was no spring stool to go in to carry people, and there was no sturdy palace maid to go in to help.

Xie Cairen appeared at the door of the palace.

Alone.

The palace maids were all blocked behind Xie Cairen.

The light outside the door was obviously much stronger than inside the door, Xie Cairen narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the direction of the main hall seriously. The two palace people in charge of the execution felt a lot colder for no reason, and quickly lowered their heads and beckoned the palace maid in their hands to the palace maid who was kneeling on the torture bench.

Xie Cairen still squinted, his gaze wandered around the courtyard, and stopped at a standing palace maid.

The palace maids who were about to be beaten were all kneeling in the courtyard. The one standing. It was appointed by Concubine Jin. It hasn't been gone. Probably stay and see what happens next.

The palace maid reacted very quickly, and when she saw Xie Cairen coming over, she immediately knelt down and lowered her head. Be very respectful.

In the court. The least valuable thing. Probably the knee.

The palace maid was appointed by Concubine Jin before, and there was a word from the emperor there, holding chicken feathers as an arrow. There is no need to be polite to Xie Cairen. But now that the errand has been completed, the palace maid has to salute when she sees the little master.

Although according to the palace rules, there is no need to kneel to the little master, but if the other party deliberately makes it difficult to let you get up, it is even more uncomfortable than kneeling. What's more, behind Xie Cairen, is Xie Guifei. If you don't want to suffer the loss in front of you, don't feel sorry for your knees!

Xie Cairen closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and walked forward, except for being a little slower, he looked like he was the same as usual, and he couldn't tell that he had just been beaten.

The face that was thrown on the ground by others and trampled on is something that only you can pick up.

Xie Cairen's eyes flashed with a cool cold color.

Concubine Jin. You wait.

Leaving Miyagi, Lin Hui felt that the sky seemed to be a little higher, and her breathing was much easier. No wonder there are not many people living long in that place, it is really invisibly depressing.

Lin Hui was not surprised to see that Mr. Mak was waiting for him. Wang Tongyi took a few people to move a lot of spirits, and transported all the things that Lin Hui had bought near the Sihai Post House before.

Mr. Mak wears the logo in white. Without the bloodstained leather apron in front of him, it looks much more eye-catching. However, in order to keep the white white, Lin Hui had to get another blouse for him before starting to deal with those spirits.

Alcohol is a very useful thing, and Lin Hui hopes to promote it quickly through Mr. Mak.

Monks from outside are good at chanting. If Mr. Mak is willing to step in and go out of his way to push alcohol, Lin Hui doesn't mind letting him know the specific method.

The cooks obediently gave up the stove in the kitchen, and looked curiously at what these gentlemen were going to do.

Purification is a laborious thing, Lin Hui operated step by step, while explaining to Mr. Mai, and then let the cooks watch, and he took Mr. Mai to study the black pieces in Ah San's shop.

Hearing that the mandala can have an anesthetic effect, Mr. Mak's eyes are bright enough to light a lamp.

Although Lin Hui has repeatedly warned that the mandala paste in these Ah San shops is not ordinarily long, and the effect is yet to be determined, it cannot interfere with Mr. Mai's enthusiasm in the slightest. In the end, Lin Hui had no choice but to share some for him to study.

Anyway, if it doesn't work, at most, it will be the same as before, and it will make those seafarers feel a little pain. Lin Hui explained to herself.

No way. The way of medicine requires a lot of guinea pigs.

It wasn't until dusk that Mr. Mai and Wang Tongyi took two bottles of freshly purified alcohol and a small half box of mandala paste and said goodbye contentedly.

Mr. Mai hesitated for a long time before leaving, but still took out a bag of things from his arms.

"Lin, this is said to be a special seed that grows with beautiful red fruits. I managed to get a little bit of it, and this is half of it, and I'll give it to you as a gift! "Mr. Mak is really sincere.

Stingy foreigner. Lin Hui disagreed in her heart. If it's really a gift, you should take it out when you enter the door, and take it out before leaving, it's clear that you have gained a lot of money today, and I'm really embarrassed.

Lin Hui politely thanked her, took it, and was pleasantly surprised to find that this small particle seemed to be a chili seed!

That's a good thing! I haven't seen chili peppers in this place at all, and the only way to eat something spicy is to use dogwood. Although they are all red, dogwood and chili can't be compared.

"This fruit may be edible." Lin Hui revealed to Mr. Mai uncertainly. Before it is planted, God knows if it is a real pepper.

"Eat?" Mr. Mai's eyes widened: "No, no, no, you guys really like to eat it." But this one is not for eating, decorating the courtyard is beautiful! ”

What do you mean, saying we're foodies?! Okay, then you can decorate the courtyard. Lin Huicai didn't bother to argue with Mr. Mai about this, and sent them away with a few perfunctory words.

After a busy day, Lin Hui sat down to eat a few bites of snacks - the stove was occupied, and dinner had to wait for a long time. Then someone came again.

There was more than one person coming. (To be continued......)