"Okay, it's all over, come back to Zhuangzi with me to recuperate, and I'll find you a doctor."

Zhao Qingyan can be regarded as a good person to the end, she helped the crying pothos to walk in the direction of Zhuangzi, found the doctor to give her a simple treatment before dark, and vacated the guest room so that she could recuperate in peace.

Lixia, who was watching from the side, also frowned sympathetically, he didn't expect that Luluo would encounter so many things outside.

"It seems that she was almost arrested to be Mrs. Zhai, the doctor said that her mood is not very stable, and she will fall asleep after taking medicine, and we still have to take more care of her these days."

Zhao Qingyan took the pu fan and began to decoct the medicine, she sighed at the curling mist on the medicine stove, and helplessness suddenly appeared on her face.

At the end of the day, she still didn't find any clues about Wen Qiao, and she was afraid that something would happen to the prince. But there was no one around who could say a few words, and she held what happened that day in her heart and couldn't say it at all.

After finally boiling half a bowl of medicine for the green pothos, Zhao Qingyan tiptoed out of the guest room with the bowl, at this time, there were several noisy sounds outside Zhuangzi, she couldn't help but feel tight, and her right eyelid couldn't help twitching twice.

"What's going on? Is there anyone out there? ”

Zhao Qingyan was puzzled, and walked towards the door of Zhuangzi at a faster pace, and the housekeeper who came from Huai'enhou's Mansion also walked in with his guards, and they were ordered to come and arrest Zhao Qingyan, just to give a reasonable explanation for Shizi's injury.

"Miss Zhao came just in time, we shouldn't have to do it now, right?"

The housekeeper and she both knew that it was a blessing or a curse, and that it was a curse that could not be avoided.

She sighed helplessly, turned around and stuffed the bowl into Lixia's arms, and patiently told her to be optimistic about Zhuangzi.

"What do you mean, miss? Is there really no problem? ”

Lixia suddenly felt uneasy and irritable, she glanced nervously at the housekeeper, the other party was menacing, and it was not a good intention at first glance.

It was useless to say anything more, she had to rush to the Huaienhou Mansion to see Wen Qiao's current situation. Zhao Qingyan just pulled out a dull smile, and left with the housekeeper without any resistance.

The group walked on the road in a majestic manner, gradually approaching the direction of the Huai'en Hou Mansion, and the housekeeper did not say a word, but stared at Miss Zhao with sharp eyes, for fear that she would suddenly escape and so on.

It wasn't until they successfully locked Zhao Qingyan into the firewood room that the housekeeper slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart could finally be put down.

"Madam, Miss Zhao has been imprisoned in the firewood room, when will she be escorted up?"

"Humph! This scourge! And shut it up for a day, don't give her a drop of water or a grain of rice! ”

Mrs. Cheng, who was sitting on the pear blossom wooden chair, said viciously, and Biluochun, who was on the table, couldn't dissipate her anger after taking a few sips.

If it weren't for this bad woman, Shizi wouldn't have made himself bruised, and he is still lying on the bed to recuperate, and the doctor said that his condition is critical, and he will not be able to wake up for a while.

For this matter, the top and bottom of the Huaienhou Mansion are about to go crazy, and they will become like this because of Zhao Qingyan!

Since Wen Qiao came into contact with her, he has not had a day of peace, and even with the Huaienhou Mansion has become restless, if Mrs. Cheng hadn't looked at the face of the old lady before, she would not have endured Zhao Qingyan again and again.

In this situation, it is her son who is hurt, and as a mother, it would be a dereliction of duty if she did not take action.

The housekeeper did what Mrs. Cheng instructed him to do, and clearly conveyed to his subordinates that he must take strict care of Miss Zhao.

Since Zhao Qingyan was locked in the firewood room, all she could see was dry firewood and weeds everywhere, as well as a cold and bright moon outside the small window.

"I don't know how Wen Qiao is."

She unexpectedly found that she was not concerned about her own safety, but full of guilt and worry about Wen Qiao.

It wasn't until the evening of the next day that she was brought to Mrs. Cheng by the maid, and when the two looked at each other, Mrs. Cheng scolded angrily.

"You scourge, if it weren't for you, how could my son be like this?"

"It was just an accident, and I don't want that."

Zhao Qingyan is not hard-mouthed, she just doesn't want others to blame herself, especially Mrs. Cheng. But at this time, no matter how much she said, it would be useless, she knew how deeply Mrs. Cheng misunderstood her.

Mrs. Cheng, who was so angry, stretched out her hand and patted the pear blossom wooden table heavily, her good-looking eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and the maid next to her was silent, secretly pinching a cold sweat for Miss Zhao in her heart.

At this time, a handsome and dashing figure walked into the door, it turned out to be Huai Enhou who had taken a break from his busy schedule, and he heard that his wife had arrested Zhao Qingyan.

"It's better to let Qiao'er wake up and make a decision, after all, she is still the nominal princess."

This sentence can be regarded as a kind reminder, Mrs. Cheng reluctantly nodded and agreed, she must not go against Huai Enhou's intentions.

After this questioning, Zhao Qingyan was imprisoned in the firewood room again, and she was still trapped here without eating or drinking, and she could only survive.

In the middle of the night, there was a slight movement at the door of the firewood room, and it turned out that a kind maid had brought her some pastries and hot tea.

"Miss Zhao, you better eat as soon as possible, I stole these from the back kitchen."

The other party looked trembling, obviously aware of the consequences of doing so. This girl is the old lady's person, and it is understandable that she will sympathize with Zhao Qingyan. Zhao Qingyan, who took the food by the door, was grateful, nodded and said a few good words.

"But I'm still worried about Shizi's injury, can you help me?"

After being detained in the firewood room for so long, she thought that she could take this opportunity to come over to see Wen Qiao's injury, and comfort herself with guilt by the way, who knew that Mrs. Cheng would not give her a chance to meet at all.

Zhao Qingyan has never liked to owe favors, she was rescued by Wen Qiao that night, even if she would pay a heavy price, she must meet Wen Qiao.

"This ...... I'm just a maid, and I really can't help Miss Zhao. ”

The other party said with an embarrassed face, and his hesitant appearance made Zhao Qingyan suddenly come up with a good idea, maybe they could come and exchange identities.

"Let's exchange identities for the time being, please stay here for a while, I'll be back when I go!"

Her tone was also sincere, it was the middle of the night, Mrs. Cheng and Huai Enhou had already gone to sleep, according to common sense, there should be no problem.

The maid was indeed very distressed by her, and agreed to exchange it with her back molars, and lent out all her clothes with quick movements.

"Miss Zhao, you must hurry up!"

She nodded and left the firewood room, relying on the fragmented memories in the original owner's mind to find Wen Qiao's bedroom, there was only a candle lit in it, Wen Qiao was sleeping peacefully wrapped in a thick brocade quilt, his face was extremely pale, as if he was in some kind of pain and couldn't extricate himself.