Chapter 12: Purple Gold Soup

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After drinking the medicine, she felt a warm feeling in her stomach, which made her feel much more comfortable.

His grandmother said softly: "Princess, when you leave the palace and return home, the slave and maid will slowly adjust your body for you, now please close your eyes and rest for a while, just for a while." ”

Yuan Qingling closed his eyes, only to feel that there seemed to be sparks flickering and exploding in his head, and there were also some chaotic sounds echoing.

"You are not worthy of the king's hatred of you, but the king only hates you, and in the eyes of the king, you are like the stinking flies, which are hated by men, otherwise, the king would not need to drink medicine to come to have sex with you."

It was the voice of Yu Wenhao, the king of Chu, with resentment and hatred in her voice, she had never heard such heartless words.

There were also people who were whining and crying in their ears, and the sparks in their brains turned into pools of winding blood.

Gradually, everything fell silent.

It's as if the thousands of messy threads in my head have finally been straightened out.

The pain gradually disappeared, or rather, it was numb rather than gone.

She opened her eyes and saw Green Sprout standing in front of the bed, frowning at her.

"Princess, are you feeling better?" Seeing her open her eyes, Green Bud hurriedly asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yuan Qingling said hoarsely.

It didn't hurt anymore, but the whole person was horribly numb, and she tried to reach out to pinch her face, but she didn't feel it at all.

It's better than anesthetics.

"The slave and maid help you up and change your clothes, otherwise the prince will be angry." Green Sprout stretched out his hand to help her, and her grandmother also came in from outside, holding her clothes in her hand, and when she saw her get up, she said, "Hurry up and change your clothes, the prince is urging." ”

Yuan Qingling stood numbly, letting the two of them strip their clothes on their bodies and wrap their wounds, she didn't feel anything at all.

After changing his clothes and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yuan Qingling looked at the people in the mirror.

The facial features are exquisite, the skin is fair, the eyelashes are long and curved, and a pair of lifeless eyes are hidden.

The lips were dry, very pale, not bloody at all, the hair was messy, the slightly wide forehead was covered, and the skin was not shiny at all.

However, as the skillful hands of her grandmother and green buds worked on her face for a while, she saw that there seemed to be a different person in the bronze mirror, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her phoenix eyes were charming.

"What is Zijin Soup?" Yuan Qingling spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Don't you remember?" Green Sprouts were stunned.

She couldn't remember, there were many memories in her head that didn't belong to her, but they were intertwined with her own memories, and she didn't have the strength to slowly discern the memories.

But she didn't ask anymore, since Lu Ya said so, she calmed down and thought slowly, she would know what Zijin soup was.

Not a good thing, she could be sure.

She stood up and took a few steps, and the wound didn't hurt at all, but because she was sluggish when she was numb and walked her legs.

"Princess, it doesn't hurt anymore, you have to be careful when you walk around, try not to grind the wounds." His grandmother admonished.

"Is Brother Huo better?" Yuan Qingling held on to the threshold and looked back at her.

Her grandmother was stunned and nodded subconsciously, "It's much better." ”

Yuan Qingling looked at the sky outside, there was still the sun just now, and now it was gray, and it seemed that the rainstorm was coming.

"Brother Huo'er's business, I'm sorry!" She said something almost inaudible.

His grandmother and green sprouts glanced at each other, both a little stunned.

Did you hear that right? She said she was sorry?

Yuan Qingling walked out slowly, she was not used to wearing this kind of clothes, because her body was numb and clumsy to walk, so she walked very slowly, she put her hands in her sleeves, but when she touched the sleeves, there seemed to be something in the sleeves, she stood still, took it out and looked, the blood of the whole person was almost coagulated.