As Ji Qingyuan expected, Ji Ange really didn't want to get too close to this woman.

Although she let her enter the door considering the mood of her eldest brother, Ji Ange also knew that this woman could only live in her west courtyard, but she originally only planned to let Mama clean up an empty house, and then never get along with that woman.

Of course, they couldn't have been together that long.

Three days at most, as if the person did not exist.

Ji Ange has been best at this kind of thing since he was a child.

In any case, since the person has been brought in, the most basic courtesy must be fulfilled in order not to embarrass the brother.

In short, the first meal is to be eaten together, and there have been no outsiders in Qing'an Courtyard for many years, so there is no ready-made cleaned house.

Considering the identity of this woman, she can't just have a bed like a subordinate.

Ji Ange had to have a dinner with the three women who came to the West Courtyard first, and at the same time let the grandmother and the rough envoys clean up the house.

Originally, Ji Ange, the evening meal of Qing'an Courtyard, was eaten with Ji Qingyuan, but during the meal, Ji Qingyuan sent a message that the East and West Courtyards would have a separate banquet tonight, and Ji Ange also understood that her brother deliberately left her time to prepare.

However, to Ji Ange's surprise, eating with this woman was not as like pins and needles as she imagined. This woman's style is casual but not rude at all, the only thing that is a little out of line is insisting that the two women who look like people next to her also serve together.

What Ji Ange didn't expect was that she learned at the dinner table that the little girl who followed the princess was actually the daughter of a former Qin Jia and other families, and the two got acquainted for a short time. And the female official next to her is not the one who grew up with the princess since childhood.

Ji Ange didn't understand why the origin of the people around this woman was so weird. What surprised her even more was the absolute trust in the princess named Ying Baoyue revealed in the conversation of the two women, one big and one small.

The subordinate is one of the heritage of the family, and the personal maids around the family do not need to be cultivated from an early age to ensure loyalty.

This is the concept that Ji Ange has been instilled in since he was a child.

But the girl in front of her easily broke it all.

But no matter how special this woman is, it has nothing to do with her, Ji Ange pressed the strangeness in her heart, and also suppressed the dissatisfaction of the grandmother next to her when she watched this woman let her subordinates serve the table, anyway, she knew very well that the intersection with this woman would be over after this meal.

If she hadn't seen it all.

Standing in the brightly lit room, Ji Ange regretted very much why she looked at it more.

Just after that weird dinner was over, Ji Ange was holding the after-dinner tea sent by his subordinates, and was waiting for the rough girl who cleaned up the house to talk back. And at this moment, the woman next to her suddenly stood up and asked if she could borrow the screen next to her bed, and by the way, she wanted to borrow a home-style dress, and it didn't matter what the next person was wearing, she wanted to change her clothes.

This is not an excessive request, and Ji Ange has endured the tattered and even faintly glued bloodstained clothes on the woman's body for a long time, but it is none of her business, so she has not said a word.

Hearing Ying Baoyue say this, Ji Ange immediately asked the old lady next to her to find a home-style dress that she hadn't worn and sent it, and the woman took it and thanked her and walked behind the screen.

Everything is normal up here.

At this time, the maid who was in charge of cleaning up the house said that the house had been cleaned up, and Ying Baoyue asked the little girl and the female official to go and see it first behind the screen, so Guili and the female official Yao left under the leadership of the people in the West Courtyard.

Ji Ange continued to sit at the table and drink tea, and the next person came in to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and left. And in the next moment, Ji Ange suddenly realized that only she and the girl were left in the room for a while.

Of course, as soon as she speaks, people outside the door will immediately rush in, and Ji Ange is not worried about her safety.

Besides, she was born with a much higher rank than the girl.

But when he realized that there were only two people in the room, she and the woman, and the strange feeling in Ji Ange's heart resurfaced.

At the dinner table before, she took off her veil to eat, and now when she takes off the veil, she remembers what the woman had said to her, and the feeling in her heart becomes more and more strange.

So listening to the quiet sound of clothes rubbing behind the screen, Ji Ange did the most incomprehensible thing in her life.

The girl who sat at the table drinking tea got up with the teacup and walked towards the screen beside her bed.

Of course, this act itself is nothing, and it is also a courtesy for the woman to walk over and see what else the woman needs.

It's just that Ji Ange didn't understand what she wanted to do, and when she walked to the screen, she felt that it was ridiculous.

She smiled bitterly and felt that something must be wrong with her brain, and turned around to leave, but the next moment the girl's feet were fixed on the ground.

At the moment of turning around, Ji Ange seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eyes.

And what she glimpsed made it impossible for her to ignore.

Should be...... Her delusion.

Ji Ange's heart beat violently, and then she turned around again in front of the screen, quietly moving her steps to look, and taking in everything inside the screen.

Then the girl held her breath.

The other girl in the screen had already taken off her clothes to change her clothes, but Ji Ange was not breathing for this kind of thing.

Reflected in her eyes was indeed the body of a young woman, the girl's complexion was as white as jade, with youthful vitality and the fragility of a woman in the deep palace compound.

But what made Ji Ange difficult to breathe was the scars on his body.

Criss-crossed, scarred.

Ji Ange could make out that most of them were from swords and arrows, some of which had healed, and some of which were so deep that they were even curled with flesh at the edges.

Large and small, deep and shallow.

It sets off the girl's white skin like jade, like porcelain cracked with ice.

Vulnerable, yet shocking.

And on this white body, Ji Ange suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red, and there was actually a pattern like a vine winding up from the woman's left wrist, revealing an ominous aura.

This is......

The next moment, the owner of the hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and turned his head, Ying Baoyue looked at Ji Ange who was standing outside the screen in a daze, sighed, looked at the stunned girl and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ying Baoyue knew that Ji Ange was outside, but this was because she was the owner of this room, she could look wherever she wanted, if it weren't for Ji Ange's must stare at this curse, Ying Baoyue planned not to see it.

With a click, the teacup on the singer fell and shattered.

Ji Ange came back to her senses suddenly, looking at the girl in front of her with a calm expression, her mind was in a mess, but she was a cultivator anyway, and she instinctively knew that the red scar on the woman's hand was not something that could be asked, and she took a deep breath and looked at the scars on Ying Baoyue's body.

"Your wounds...... What's going on? ”

"Oh, these," Ji Ange looked at the woman and carefully examined the wounds on her body, but her expression was very calm, "On the way here, I was chased a little. ”

Is this a little bit of a hunt?

Ji Ange's heart suddenly had a sour feeling flooding up, which suddenly annoyed her inexplicably. She didn't know where her mood came from, as if it was the instinct of her soul engraved in her body.

She had only been in contact with this woman for a short time, but she had just returned to Danyang in a carriage with the princess. However, along the way, she didn't realize that this woman was so badly injured. Not to mention the careless men.

But Ji Ange knew that her brothers were not careless, and blamed this woman for being too good at hiding.

She hides all her pain under her calm smile.

"You...... Do you still want to look like this......

Ji Ange looked at the large and small wounds on Ying Baoyue's body and was speechless for a while, she wanted to question this woman if she wanted to marry someone if she made herself like this, but when the words came to her mouth, she felt that she was extremely hypocritical.

This in itself is a blasphemy against this woman, and no one knows what this girl has been through here.

No one knows what she has paid for her relaxed appearance.

Ji Ange only knew one thing, and that was that she herself was not qualified to question this woman.

The woman didn't need any sympathy.

The girl took a deep breath and looked at Ying Baoyue, and said coldly, "I don't care how you get hurt, but don't die in my yard." ”

"Hmm," Ying Baoyue smiled at the girl with a complicated expression.

"I'm going to ask for some medicine, there is no doctor in the house who is proficient in medical skills, you ......" Ji Ange looked at the woman in front of him and struggled for a while.

A woman's medical treatment is not as good as a man, this woman's injuries on the whole body can not be seen by Lang Zhong, looking at these scars, Ji Ange was a little at a loss for a while.

"It's okay, I know medical skills, as long as there is medicine, it's fine." Ying Baoyue hurriedly comforted her.

I don't know why, although there is no basis, Ji Ange was relieved to hear this woman say this, and it seemed that he would subconsciously believe what this woman said.

What the hell is this......

However, before Ji Ange could relax, Ying Baoyue, who had found a big wound on her side in front of her, suddenly raised her head to look at her, "By the way, do you have needles and threads here besides medicine?" Do you know how to embroider? ”

"You...... What are you going to do? Ji Ange's eyes widened, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

She has been dealing with needlework since she was a child, but at this time she suddenly did not want to say that she knew how to needle.

And the next moment, her hunch came true.

Ying Baoyue caught a glimpse of the embroidered bandage next to Ji Ange's pillow and laughed, "It seems that you really know how to sew." ”

"So what the hell are you going to do?" Ji Ange asked stiffly.

"There are a few wounds that haven't healed," the next moment she saw the girl in front of her smile and look up at her, and spoke.

"Please sew it for me."

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