Chapter Seventy-Three: Jiang Qingyue is seriously injured

Such a hesitant attitude made Jiang Qingyue's heart alarmed.

"Did something happen to Xiang'er?" Suddenly got up and asked, with an irresistible momentum.

Dawn took a step back and lowered her head in a deep voice: "Princess, Xiang'er ...... her"

"She's dead?" Jiang Qingyue clenched her fists, she was only away for a day, how could it be.

Dawn hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, princess." ”

Jiang Qingyue breathed a long sigh of relief: "What's wrong with her?" ”

"You disappeared for one day, Xiang'er was worried for one day, and the next day, the palace couldn't find any trace of Xiang'er." Dawn tells the truth.

is gone, she shouldn't have left her, this little girl must be worried about herself, so she went out to look for herself.

It's just that this huge Pingwang Mansion, how can he not even look down on a little maid?

Thoughts rolled through her heart layer by layer, Jiang Qingyue went straight to Qian Xinghui's residence: "You have seen Xiang'er." ”

Before he could care about one or two, Qian Xinghui was stunned by the question that came to him: "Xiang'er is gone?" ”

The two looked at each other speechlessly, Qian Xinghui's heart was like a fire, and he couldn't help but feel that he was spinning in circles in the courtyard.

Jiang Qingyue was stunned by his eyes: "Okay, don't turn around, will Xiang'er be strange after I leave?" ”

Qian Xinghui had no direction in his heart, and listened to her words. The thoughts bound by the cobwebs became a little clearer, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his brows were furrowed and he thought for a long time: "She told me that day that she was going to ask the prince, and if she didn't work, she would go to the Jiang family, yes, the Jiang family!" ”

Jiang family!

In this place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, wouldn't she go to the mouth of a sheep: "This stupid girl!" ”

Before going out, Jiang Qingyue glanced at the direction of the palace, if she came back by herself, she would not go to the palace to visit her as soon as possible, but went to the Jiang family, just afraid that she would fall into the mouth: "Wait." ”

first arranged for Qian Xinghui to organize the dead soldiers under his own hands, so as to be prepared.

Since Xiang'er said about the prince, King Ping may also be clear: "Prince." ”

Pushing the door in and seeing Mama Li waiting, Jiang Qingyue immediately showed a weak expression and slowly stepped forward: "Mama Li, Grandpa Zhou needs someone to take care of you, you can arrange it." ”

"Yes," Mama Li helped the person sit down, smelled the thick blood on her body, frowned slightly, and stepped back.

When the people left, Sa was afraid that according to King Ping's instructions, he took medicine and gave it to Jiang Qingyue.

The thick ointment was fragrant, and when she smelled it, she knew that it was a good thing, Jiang Qingyue picked it with her fingertips and pushed it away, and was silent for a moment before speaking: "Does the prince know where Xiang'er went?" ”

"Jiang family," King Ping replied without raising his head.

Resolute and crisp.

Jiang Qingyue got up suddenly, didn't stay longer, stepped out of the door, greeted the sunlight outside, and left a sentence: "Thank you for the princess's life-saving grace, Princess Ping is seriously injured and difficult to go to the palace to recover, and I am tired of the prince." ”

"Okay."

Only in the name of serious injury can he not have to go to the palace to meet the saint, so that he can free up his hand to bring Xiang'er back.

A stretcher was prepared, and Jiang Qingyue was unstoppably bloody, and was carried into the carriage in full view of everyone.

"Princess, are you alright?" Qian Xinghui could feel the bloody gas rushing into his nose through the car curtain.

"I'm dying." Jiang Qingyue looked at the car beam boredly, and the carefully carved flowers on it were exquisite.

The carriage stopped, and Qian Xinghui's voice came: "It's here." ”

Being carried down again, the Jiang family's gatekeeper was stunned when he saw this, and his excited heart prompted him to point at Jiang Qingyue with a trembling heart: "This, this, what's wrong?" ”

"The princess is seriously injured, and there is no intimate person in the palace to take care of her, so she needs to go back to Jiang Mansion to recuperate for two days." Qian Xinghui spoke according to what she had taught before, and the person guarding the door was still standing dumbly.

Qian Xinghui frowned and raised his voice a little: "Don't go yet!" ”

"Yes!"

Wang received the news and hurried out, and even the steps on his bun were a little crooked.

Naturally, it is not because of worry, but because of schadenfreude.

Looking at Jiang Qingyue, who was lying on the stretcher, the corners of Wang's mouth rose uncontrollably, just taking into account the large number of people, and he could only control it desperately, and for a while, his expression was extremely weird.

"Why don't you invite the princess in quickly." With a wave of his hand, Wang brought the person in.

Qian Xinghui wanted to follow, but was stopped: "The princess is in the Jiang family, why don't you worry, don't follow the idle people." ”

Wang gave the order arrogantly and left triumphantly with the people.

The door in front of him slammed shut, and the bronze lock slammed into the wooden door and fell heavily.

Qian Xinghui pursed his lips, hoping that the Jiang family would be safe and sound.

Jiang Qingyue opened her eyes and watched the familiar scenery around her pass by one by one, squinting at the surrounding situation, but she didn't see any clues.

"Just leave it here." Wang covered his nose and pushed open a side room, and a rotten aura rushed from all corners.

Jiang Qingyue closed her eyes and left a gap to investigate the situation.

"Mistress, this is a deserted room, is it really okay to put the princess here?" There are still people who are timid, after all, they are Princess Ping, if something really happens, how can it be good.

Wang glanced at Jiang Qingyue: "The Ping Wangfu can send her back, but that's not what the palace meant, that fool doesn't know whether to keep or send people away." ”

With a flick of the handkerchief, Wang urged them to move faster: "Just let it go, if you can send people back, it means that life and death don't matter, it's all up to creation, and the maid next to her, send someone to sell it to the Qinglou, originally took into account her inconvenience, but now there is no need to worry." ”

Hearing this, the Wang family resented himself deeply.

The smell of rotten plants and trees made me dizzy after smelling for a long time, Jiang Qingyue waited for the sound of the lock to sound, and then slowly opened her eyes, her serious injury was just an illusion, and Xiang'er was really in the Jiang family.

According to Wang's temperament, this matter should not be delayed, her brain is not very good, but the degree of ruthlessness can be described as smacking.

Before she got up and walked far, there was a noisy sound outside the door, and Jiang Qingyue could only lie down again.

"Bring her up," Wang's shrill voice sounded, accompanied by Xiang'er's cry.

"You begged me to find Jiang Qingyue, but someone got it back for you, but if you want to see her, you have to ask for silver, and Qinglou is the best place to come to silver." Now that the deed of sale is not in hand, the Wang family can only force Xiang'er to go to the Ping Wangfu to get the deed of sale.

Xiang'er burst into tears, unwilling to believe her words: "You are talking nonsense, you clearly said yesterday that you were unwilling to save Miss." ”

The door was kicked open, and the old dust fell to the ground with a musty smell.

"Isn't this your young lady?" The Wang family relied on Jiang Qingyue to be a waste person now, so he naturally spoke openly.

Xiang'er cried even more sadly when she saw Jiang Qingyue, who didn't know life and death, and the Wang family was naturally satisfied when she saw this.

But in a blink of an eye, Xiang'er showed a big smile on her face.