"It's okay, don't be nervous."

The green cicada lifted the fabric on Ning Zhao's legs, and some blood stains had dried up, which was nothing, the red, swollen and bruises on it were shocking.

"It's okay to be injured like this, I look at it and it hurts!" The cicada didn't hold back, and choked up in distress.

Ning Zhao sighed helplessly.

What is this skin trauma? In her previous life, Qing Cicada died for her, and now it's not bad to think about it, at least she can't see the picture of herself being Ling Chi.

Such a timid little girl who loves to cry, if she sees that scene, I don't know how scared she will be.

"What is this injury?" Ning Zhao pulled up the green cicada and said with a smile: "I don't hurt, really." ”

"Miss...... It's okay not to say this, as soon as Ning Zhao said this, the green cicada's tears fell instantly.

What is the situation of Ning Zhao's mother and daughter in the house, as a personal maid, Qing Cicada knows best.

Aunt Dou is a concubine, and she is not favored, and the Chen family's housewife is overbearing, not to mention that they have been suppressed by them over the years, and even the maids in the house dare to bully them.

Seeing Ning Zhao suffering, Qing Cicada was distressed in her heart.

"Why are you still crying? Hey...... "Ning Zhao had a headache, she really couldn't see anyone crying, especially if this person was still a cicada."

Ning Zhao took out a handkerchief and handed it over, and hurriedly comforted: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm really fine, this little injury really doesn't hurt." ”

Qing Cicada snorted, her eyes were red and she said, "I didn't cry, I was just unwilling for Miss." ”

"Obviously they are all too servants, why can they treat you like this."

"Because I am the daughter of a concubine." Ning Zhao replied very calmly.

But the cicada was in a hurry, "Why should Miss say this about herself!" What happened to Miss Cousin? I think the young lady is much stronger than the eldest lady! ”

"Hehe......" Hearing this, Ning Zhao chuckled and said, "Your little mouth can be tightened, if this is heard by others, I don't worry about anything else, it's just that they are troubled." ”

Hearing this, Qing Cicada also felt that this was inappropriate, so she quickly closed her voice, rubbed her red eyes, and then buried herself in giving Ning Zhao medicine.

The master and servant talked to each other, Ning Zhao thought back to today's events, and Murong Cheng's appearance could be regarded as helping her survive the catastrophe.

Thinking of Ning Zhao's face at that time, Ning Zhao couldn't help laughing.

She is not a person who will repay her, but she is not so good that others bully her head, and she has to have pity.

Come to think of it, she must be very angry.

Two sisters, Ning Zhao has figured out Ning Lian's temperament, and as she guessed, Ning Zhao has already vented at this time.

Seeing the mess on the ground, the personal maid didn't dare to come out, and shrank in the corner with her head down, reducing her presence as much as possible.

In the eyes of outsiders, the eldest lady of the Ning family is gentle and demure and has a graceful temperament, only these personal servants know that these are all illusions.

Brutality and willfulness are her true colors.

"This damn slut actually embarrassed me in public, who gave her guts!" Ning Jian casually smashed another vase, his chest rising and falling, "I haven't settled accounts with her last time, but today I actually stumbled in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Fourth Princess." ”

"Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao, do you really think I can't clean you up?!"

"What's wrong with this?" Hearing the movement, Chen hurried over, and her eyes were in a mess, which made her frown fiercely.

"Mother!" Seeing his mother, Ning Lian's eyes instantly turned red, and he threw himself into Chen's arms aggrievedly, "It's all Ning Zhao!" Ning Zhao wants to harm me! ”

"What?" Chen raised his eyebrows, patted her on the back, and asked, "Don't cry in a hurry, tell your mother what's going on?" ”

Ning Lian choked and stood up from Chen's arms, his red eyes filled with resentment, and he said the things at today's flower viewing banquet again.

When Chen heard that his daughter was almost implicated and punished, and finally Ning Zhao took charge of the matter, he put it in front of the public, and he was instantly furious.

"A slut is a slut!" Chen touched Ning Lian's hair soothingly, and said hatefully: "That little cheap hoof first mocked me in front of the old lady, and now he dares to design you, it seems that I am too merciful, so that she forgets the duty of a concubine." ”

"Mother, you must take this breath for me." Ning Jian sniffled and said aggrievedly.

Chen squinted, thinking about Ning Hong's plan, originally she was just waiting for Ning Zhao to get married, and out of sight was pure, but now she had other ideas.

"Hmph, don't worry, I won't let her have a good time."

At night, the cool breeze sits, the main wing room in the backyard is brightly lit, Chen's hair is in a bun, his long hair is spread out like a waterfall, he is only wearing a single coat on his body, and his fragrant shoulders are looming.

Ning Hong came back from the party, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw such a beautiful scenery.

Chen is the daughter of the imperial historian, who was once a popular beauty in Kyoto, but now although she is no longer young, she is well maintained, not only less youthful than she was young, but more mature and moving.

"Madam, this is ......," Ning Hong was stunned for a moment.

"Sir." Chen walked in front of Ning Hong, raised his hand to widen his clothes, and said with a smile: "The master has worked hard these days, and I feel distressed in my eyes, so I want to serve the master well." ”

"Madame is so sweet!" Ning Hong couldn't hold it back, and hugged Chen.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant, who can sit still and not mess up, not to mention that this is still his own wife, Ning Hong was not polite to her at all.

The figure swayed, ambiguously circulating, and after a while, Ning Hong let out a long breath and sighed comfortably.

Chen's hair was slightly messy, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his fingers poked Ning Hong's chest, and he said tentatively: "The master has arranged Ning Zhaoke properly?" ”

"There's no urgency, I have to plan slowly." Ning Hong closed his eyes and replied.

Chen's eyes rolled and he proposed: "I heard that the Prime Minister's health is not very good today, and I chatted with the Prime Minister's wife a few days ago, and I heard that she has the intention of taking a concubine and being happy......"

Hearing this, Ning Hong suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Chen, raised his eyebrows and said, "What does Madam mean?" ”

"Since you want to take a concubine, why don't you ...... Send Ning Zhao away. ”

Chen smiled and added: "The Prime Minister is old, but he will resign and return to his hometown in a few years, and now the rights in his hands are also shared with those protégés. ”

The candlelight flickered slightly, refracted into Chen's eyes, and burst out of a cold light, Ning Hong looked at her, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked.

After tossing for a day, Ning Zhao rested early, not knowing that when she fell asleep, someone in the red tile of this high wall couldn't hold it back, and planned to push her to the fire pit.

In the next two days, the Taifu Mansion was safe, and Ning Zhao was not in a hurry to go out again, he spent the whole day looking at medical skills and accompanying the Dou family, and the time was quickly passed.

But some people can't sit still.

"It's been two days, why hasn't my mother cleaned up Ning Zhao yet?" Ning Jian sat at the stone table in the courtyard, looking irritable.