"Xiang'er, don't cry," Jiang Qingyue still looked weak.

Wang turned his head suddenly, looked at the woman who got up and stood behind her, and looked like a ghost: "You, you, you, you, it's okay." ”

Xiang'er didn't know where she got the strength, and suddenly broke free from the person who restrained her, and headed towards Jiang Qingyue.

just looked at her weak appearance, and didn't dare to be ruthless, he gently supported her with one hand, and wiped the tears from his face with the other: "Miss, you're worried about me." ”

Jiang Qingyue raised her hand and rubbed her head: "I'm fine, don't cry." ”

Then he looked at the Wang family with a straight look: "Aunt Wang, the Ping Wangfu sent this princess back to recuperate, and you treat this princess like this?" ”

The withered grass and trees piled up at his feet, which was incompatible with Jiang Qingyue's luxury.

Wang looked at her with a smile, her eyes turned quickly, even if she woke up, as long as she could keep people here, her daughter would still be the favorite concubine in the harem, and when the time came, she would just say something beautiful and go through the motions.

"Princess Ping, you really think you are Princess Ping, and now that you have been sent back, I am afraid that King Ping's Mansion will not be able to accommodate you." Wang silently retreated behind the subordinate, although she was now terminally ill, it did not prevent her from being powerful.

It's better to be on guard.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyue's expression darkened, and she sighed heavily: "Aunt Wang is really smart. ”

This appearance made the Wang family even more sure that Jiang Qingyue was now an outcast.

Raise your hand and let your subordinates do it.

Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand to hold Xiang'er behind her, touched the soft whip on her waist, and the leather whip touched the flesh, and the skin opened.

But in the blink of an eye, a piece of the family was knocked down.

Touching the handkerchief and carefully wiping the stains on the soft whip, Jiang Qingyue smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Aunt Wang, what do you want to do?" ”

Looking at the staggering family in front of him, Wang Shixin was a little frightened: "You, aren't you injured?" ”

Jiang Qingyue pressed her hand on her shoulder, the wound was indeed faintly painful, but after her own bandaging, it no longer affected her movements.

"It's hurt." Jiang Qingyue nodded, looking at the Wang family with a sarcasm in her eyes.

The situation in front of him is particularly unfavorable to him, and the Wang family does not dare to make a big deal about this matter, after all, he is the first to treat Princess Ping harshly, and if he says it, he will ignore it.

The whip in Jiang Qingyue's hand fell heavily to the ground, and once again brought the voice of breaking the sky: "Aunt Wang." ”

A shout made the Wang family see the person in front of him more clearly, and the murderous aura like Shura emanated from a weak woman, no matter how weird.

"It's all a misunderstanding, Xiang'er came to me, and I didn't blame her." Wang looked at Xiang'er, who was tightly protected by her, and understood why she came this time.

Things are going well, Jiang Qingyue has no intention of staying for a long time, and there are things in the palace to deal with, and there is no time to entangle with her now.

After a few turns of her wrist, Jiang Qingyue wrapped the soft whip around her wrist and approached the Wang family step by step: "This time it's over, it was Xiang'er who took the initiative to ask you, if Aunt Wang does it to the people around this princess in the future, don't blame this princess for being polite." ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and approached her: "You should remember how the Jiang family was abandoned by the upper class." ”

"You did it!" Wang's face was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and pressed it on the trunk of the tree next to him to stabilize his figure.

Jiang Qingyue smiled and left with Xiang'er.

At that drinking party, he almost hollowed out his own family, if such a big gamble couldn't pull Jiang Fu down, he would be doing this game in vain.

All the way through the corridor, crossing the threshold of the main hall, I saw Jiang Liehai coming back with an official hat.

When the two met, they were both stunned.

Jiang Qingyue glanced at it and left with Xiang'er in silence.

Smelling the bloody breath on her body, Jiang Liehai grabbed her: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

The concern came inexplicably, both sides were a little surprised, Jiang Liehai let go of his hand, looked at the pale Jiang Qingyue, and felt sour: "Are you injured?" ”

"I'm fine, I'm here to pick up Xiang'er." Jiang Qingyue didn't understand why his attitude had changed drastically.

Such a rare warmth makes Jiang Qingyue's body can't help but want to get closer, it's father's love.

Jiang Liehai didn't know why his attitude towards her suddenly changed, and every time he saw it, he only felt indebted.

"It's okay, let's go first." Jiang Qingyue didn't want to say more to him, restrained the strange emotions in her heart, and left quickly.

Looking at the thin and ruthless back, Jiang Liehai's heart was full of loss, and he caught up a few steps forward: "Wait." ”

The pace stopped again, and Jiang Qingyue did not look back.

His hand suddenly sank, and Jiang Qingyue looked down and saw that it was a bag of pastries.

Jiang Liehai looked at her with a bit of flattery: "This is your favorite chestnut cake when you were a child, and I happened to meet it today, so you can take it back." ”

"Hmm."

The cold wind is howling, with the unique cold in winter, counting the days, it is almost spring.

The thoughts in her heart were like falling on a thousand catties of stones, and Jiang Qingyue's eyes always fell on the chestnut cake.

"Miss," Xiang'er lowered her voice, lest she disturb the peace in her heart.

Sighing with the wind, Jiang Qingyue raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were silent: "I'm fine." ”

Qian Xinghui answered not far away, and when he saw that Xiang'er was safe, his eyes trembled, and finally he only said: "Silly girl, don't run around next time." ”

Jiang Qingyue changed her clothes, avoided the conspicuous crowd and returned to the palace.

This way goes fast, and it comes quickly.

Father-in-law Zhou hadn't left yet, but he just heard that Jiang Qingyue was seriously ill with a high fever, and he sighed in his heart, and he wanted to go see her.

Sa was afraid that he would not be able to stop him in front of Jiang Qingyue's courtyard.

"Xiang'er, you wait for me to go back and then let Grandpa Zhou come in." Jiang Qingyue found a path to bypass the front door and climb over the wall from the outside to enter.

He took a pill to make his face look weaker, and smeared some medicinal powder on his body, and the smell of medicine mixed with the bloody qi emitted even stronger.

The sound of coughing came from the room, and Xiang'er listened and greeted her: "Father-in-law Zhou, don't worry, the princess is fine." ”

"Nonsense, that time our family watched the princess shed so much blood, how could it be fine." Father-in-law Zhou is unrelenting, and he won't go back if he doesn't understand it today.

"Okay, you go, but you can only take a look outside, the princess has to recuperate." Xiang'er glanced at Sa, the human skin mask had already been replaced, and Xiang'er mistakenly thought that it was still Bai Ren.

Sa is afraid of being more brainless and refuses to give way.

Xiang'er looked at the person who was still in place, and frowned: "Father-in-law Zhou, go in." As he spoke, he tore the person away, but he was afraid that he was very good at it, and blocked the road as soon as he turned around.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiang'er was a little angry, Bai Ren was not like this in the past, and hinted again: "The princess is waiting for me to serve inside, and you have to stop this?" ”