Qiu Yue bit her lips and tried her best to squeeze a smile out of the Luo Qingying in the mirror.

"Miss, the slave is about to start taking medicine, you ...... But bear with it. ”

For fear that it will hurt Luo Qingying, Qiuyue, who has always been careless, has always been careless, and at this time he has never been careful and careful, and he tried his best to be careful and gentle for Luo Qingying.

Although Luo Qingying gritted her teeth and endured it without screaming, the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, the frowning brows, the clenched lips, and the somewhat pale face at this time were enough for people to see that she was ...... at this time How much it hurts!

When Qiuyue put on the ointment for Luo Qingying, and redressed Luo Qingying, when she saw Luo Qingying's little face that could barely see any blood, her heart that had just calmed down couldn't help but hurt again.

Seeing that Qiu Yue's eyes were red again, Luo Qingying hurriedly took Qiu Yue's hand and patted it gently.

"It's okay, Qiuyue, you see...... Aren't I fine now? ”

"Miss!"

Looking at the gentle smile on Luo Qingying's pale face, the tears that Qiu Yue had been holding back couldn't help but slip down from her eyes, Luo Qingying helplessly hooked the corners of her lips, got up and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to gently wipe the tears from the corners of Qiu Yue's eyes, and her tone was ridiculous.

"Hey...... I don't know if I'm a young lady or if you're a young lady, every time something happens, I have to coax you!

Really...... I'm so old, I'm still crying all day long, and I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get married when the time comes......"

"Little ~ sister ~."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, then you don't cry anymore, look at the way you look now...... It's ugly, and it's still the best way you look at your usual giggles. ”

"Miss!"

Qiu Yue, who was teased and joked by Luo Qingying regardless of emotion, and Qiuyue, who still had tears on her face, squinted at Luo Qingying dissatisfiedly, stomped her feet, raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes casually with her sleeves, no longer paying attention to Luo Qingying who was looking at her with a playful face, and left the room after packing up her things.

…………

Kyoto Keio Mansion!

Yuwen Yuanhao was listening to his subordinates replying to him about Luo Qingying in the study at this time, and Ye Huai'an was still as usual, dutifully protecting Yuwen Yuanhao's back.

Since he learned that Luo Qing Sakura was the woman who saved him in the forest that day, Yuwen Yuanhao immediately ordered his men to investigate everything about Luo Qing Sakura.

Luo Qingying, the Prime Minister's Mansion's Miss Yan, was born in a broken temple that Shen Yufeng passed through when he came to Kyoto from Suiyuan City, and when he was six years old, he went to Yuxia Mountain Ci'en Temple with Shen Yufeng to repay his wishes, and he was brought back to the house overnight with a sudden high fever in the temple, and the high fever retreated in three days, and after the fever was subsided, he was sent out of the house by Shen Yufeng on the grounds that Luo Qingying was weak and needed to recuperate. But to the outside world, it was said that Luo Qingying was sent to Suiyuan City, Shen Yong, and the old general Shen (Luo Qingying's maternal ancestor) to recuperate!

During this period, Liu Feiyu, the first dancer of Minglingfang, and Mama Cheng, the teacher of Minglingfang, quietly went to the small courtyard to teach Luoqing Ying's dancing skills and manners, and was only welcomed back to the house many days ago.

Looking at the information about Luo Qingying in his hand, Yuwen Yuanhao smiled with an evil face.