Mu Xue stretched out her hand to take it, but she drank the medicine without any suspicion.

"You must have warmed this medicine many times."

"Well, the slave is not sure when you will wake up, Princess, so she plans to stay here. But Princess, you woke up so early, and the slave maid will go to talk back to the prince early tomorrow morning. It is also good to reassure the prince. ”

At the mention of the prince, a resentful look flashed in Mu Xue's eyes.

But she hid it so well that she didn't even notice Fei Qi who was beside her.

"He's relieved? He, like that Jiu Pei, wished that I would die sooner. ”

After saying this, Mu Xue drank all the remaining mouthfuls of medicine in the bowl.

"Don't say that, princess, the prince treats you well."

"Hmph, don't mention it first, let me ask you, this face is made by Na Jiupei, right?"

The situation before the coma Mu Xue remembered that Jiang Ci had already turned around and left at that time, and it was impossible for him to have the courage to move a knife in the face of the princess who had passed out in a coma.

The prince is such a noble man, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing to take advantage of others.

Besides, if he really wants to be angry for Jiu Pei, with his temperament, he can come directly, so why wait for someone to fall asleep before he does it?

So with this simplest elimination method, Mu Xue quickly locked on to the target of the character.

She took a deep breath and engraved the word Jiu Pei deeply in her mind.

Jiu Pei, Jiu Pei, you didn't kill me, you just wait!!

This sentence is a sentence deep in Mu Xue's head.

Wait to see the old lady's body recover, and see how I clean you up!!

When Fei Qi heard this, his eyes turned red again, and there was some crying in his words.

I was reluctant to let Mu Xue's face be ruined like this.

"At that time, the slave maid wanted to stop it, but Aunt Jiu was menacing, and she took two old grandmothers to pull the slave and maid down, did not protect the princess, and asked the princess to forgive her sins."

After that, Fei Qi hurriedly kowtowed and asked for guilt.

"I don't know what you're talking about, it's not that she has a vicious heart, and besides, what she wants to do, where can you stop it. Jiu Pei is vicious, and your prince is also a dog who does not distinguish between right and wrong. ”

After scolding this, Mu Xue didn't want to speak.

It seemed that these words had exhausted all the strength of her body.

It was really that she was in too much pain, Mu Xue even thought about fainting again, and she didn't know it hurt when she fainted.

Her body was actually very tired, although the leg and foot hurt too much, after taking the medicine, she felt that the sleepy insect was menacing, and her eyes began to fight again.

Regarding Mu Xue's last sentence, Fei Qi actually wanted to defend two sentences.

She has been a maid in the palace for more than ten years, and she is an old girl with qualifications in the palace.

Naturally, he knew that if he hadn't had the permission of the prince before, Jiang Ci would not have come to feed the princess the life-saving pill.

And this time, Aunt Jiu broke into Fengluan Hall in the middle of the night and made a quick decision, obviously afraid that the prince would know.

So Fei Qi was sure that the prince must not have known that Jiu Pei would come to the Fengluan Palace.

At this moment, she saw that Mu Xue was groggy again after drinking the medicine, so she planned to temporarily suppress this matter in her heart.

Mu Xue quickly fell asleep, and in the haze, she felt that someone was covering her with a quilt.

There was a red gauze tent in front of him, and it was Fei Qi who put down the bed tent for Mu Xue.

Then Fei Qi opened the door and walked out lightly.

At this moment, the sky was only slightly bright, and the candles were already lit up in the people's room.

Picking up the small path with few people, her steps were light and silent, and her figure was extremely fast, which was not at all the speed that a person without martial arts could walk out.

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the courtyard of the Fengluan Palace.

A moment later, most of the servants of the palace had already risen, and soon there were people walking back and forth in the courtyard of the Fengluan Palace.

In the master bedroom of the Fuyun Hall where Jiu Pei lived, she also got up.

At this moment, she is dressed in a nightgown, her hair is scattered, and she is sitting in front of the dresser....

Her dressing table split in two.

On the left are many delicate jewellery and expensive gold ornaments, as well as a lot of fat powder.

On the right are various masks, gold, silver, and black, and of different styles.

At this moment, she reached out and touched those cold masks, and the hatred in her eyes deepened again.

The first thing she does when she wakes up every morning is not to put on a mask or rush to put on her makeup.

Instead, he sat in front of the dressing table and stared at himself in the bronze mirror.

Look at the ugly scar on her face, look at the pain that will never heal.

Every day she wakes up in hatred.

She hated it so much, the princess who didn't know whether she was alive or dead dared to poke her sore spot last night, ruining her face was cheap for her.

As if she was soaked in poisonous juice, her mind became more and more vicious.

The room was very dark, her dirty thoughts that could not see the light were hovering in her heart, and there seemed to be a demon attached to her back, controlling her, and leading her into the abyss of self-immolation step by step.

Guo Cui knew this Aunt Jiu's temper, and she didn't rush in when she heard a noise in the room before.

She waited in the snow with a group of waiting people, waiting for Aunt Jiu inside to summon her.

"Come in."

The voice sounds pretty normal.

When Guo Cui pushed open the door, Jiu Pei had already put on the mask.

She was wearing a black mask today, which showed that she was in a very bad mood.

At this moment, Guo Cui was carefully coiling Jiu Pei's hair with a breath, and suddenly heard her ask, "What I told you yesterday can be passed out early in the morning?" ”

"It's been passed out, a fire girl in the kitchen has the longest mouth in our palace, tell her, she will definitely tell many people."

"That's good!"

As if relieved, she sat upright and waited for Guocui to dress herself.

"The princess's face is ruined, let's go in the name of the prince, do you want to inform the prince later, the prince of the province is angry?"

Guo Cui looked at her face through the bronze mirror and cautiously suggested.

"Well, of course, I'm going to say it."

But when she went to the funeral hall after breakfast, she was told by the butler that the prince had gone to the palace.

"What? The prince is not in the palace? ”

The butler smiled, and there was a flattering smile on his face.

"Aunt Jiu, don't you know, the prince got up early in the morning and went to the palace to give the emperor a decree."

"What do you say? Did the prince really go to the palace? ”

There was a little tremor in Jiu Pei's voice, and the prince didn't know how long it had been since he stepped out of the door of this palace.

Since the fire three years ago, the prince has lived in a simple house.

The number of times he went out was only a handful, and he only went out of the gate of the palace twice.

One was when the Queen Mother died of illness the year before last, and the whole country mourned.

Once was the death day of the 10th anniversary of the death of the prince's mother, the princess, and the prince went to the royal cemetery to pay tribute to the concubine.

Usually, no matter whether the sky outside has fallen or not, this prince has never left the gate of the palace.

This is going to go out?

Is it really to return to the Holy Decree?

Her mind was buzzing, and she suddenly couldn't care about the matter in front of her.

There was an anxiety in her eyebrows, and she thought of going back, and her tone was not very natural.

"Oh, that's the case, then I'll come back to the prince."

As she spoke, she took two steps back, ready to turn and leave.

"Yes, Aunt Jiu, go back to Fuyun Hall and have a good rest."

Jiu Pei was in a hurry to leave, but nodded when he heard the words, and then left very quickly.

On the other side, Jiu Pei, who was in a slight hurry, returned to his Fuyun Palace.

She locked herself in her room, not to be disturbed by anyone.

Picking up pen and paper, grinding the juice, I quickly drafted an unsigned letter.

"There have been a lot of changes in the palace recently. Mu Xue, the third lady who married the general's mansion yesterday, is a fake concubine. The princess was not favored, was injured by the prince, disfigured by me, and was seriously ill. There is another important thing to inform, this morning I learned that the prince had entered the palace when he got up in the morning, and I don't know what it was. ”

The handwriting is a little sloppy, so that people can tell at a glance that it was written in a hurry.

He took out the envelope from the drawer and wrote on the cover: "Inch and inch, three big characters."

She read and read the letter, and then added two more sentences.

"I hope that the master will marry a real concubine as soon as possible, and the situation has been decided."

After writing this sentence, she was a little relieved.

He sealed the envelope and took out two more silver tickets from the drawer.

Then he summoned the fruit green.

"The fat powder is gone, go to the Baoyun powder fat building on the east street to buy some."

Guocui skillfully took the silver ticket, and also took the envelope sandwiched between the two silver tickets.

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

Baoyun Pink Fat Building is a small three-storey high-rise building, located in the most lively East Street entrance, and there are really a lot of guests coming and going.

Many ladies from dignitaries and nobles buy fat powder and jewelry here.

Guocui was carrying the silver, and when she went out, a doorman gossiped with her: "Guocui, are you going out to buy something for our Aunt Jiu again?" ”

"Hmm. My aunt's fat powder is gone, so send me to buy miles. ”

After Guocui said this, she braved the cold wind and fine snowflakes and walked out.

But she didn't notice that the little guy who was gossiping with her turned around very quickly and told the butler about it.

The housekeeper was keeping accounts, nodded lightly when he heard this, picked up the book over there, and wrote it down slowly: "On December 19th, Guocui went out at noon for the reason to buy rouge." ”

"Housekeeper, why did you say that Aunt Jiu's fat powder is used so badly, every half a month, you have to send Guocui out to buy it, and you can buy a basket as soon as you buy it."

"Go down and look at your door, don't ask if you shouldn't be asking."

The butler didn't even look at the little guy who was guarding the door.

In fact, the housekeeper didn't understand why the prince asked him to record the entry and exit of the servants in the Fuyun Palace.

But the prince commanded that he should always do it.

"Yes, the little one will go down first."

"Well, when she comes back, come and talk to me again."

Finesse of snow was layered on the branches, and the temperature in the air was a little colder.

The prince had already gone to the palace as soon as the sky was slightly bright, and it was almost noon at this moment.

The sound of the wheels of the car came from far and near...

The sound of horseshoe prints finally stopped in front of the palace.

Nangong Li was wearing a mink fur with extremely black and shiny ink, and the moment he got out of the carriage, snowflakes fell on his robe.