Zi Xuan saw that Xia Shenxuan was still in deep thought, and his heart was mixed, could it be that as long as it involved the issue of stopping the clouds, this man had to be so cautious?

In the hall, Xiao He led a group of people to search carefully, not letting go of any corner, at this moment they came to the lower room where the maid was resting, and then searched one by one, and had searched a few rooms, but still found nothing.

When they continued to enter the next room, a maid suddenly stopped them and said in a trembling voice, "My lords, the inner room is the residence of the little maidservant painting, she is sick, so she is resting inside, and it may be inconvenient for you to go in." ”

Sure enough, there was a dizzying smell of medicine in the room, Xiao He frowned slightly, but he was not embarrassed by a maid, he smiled slightly, "Then let this maid go in first." ”

He was referring to Qing Yuan, who was ordered to immediately put up twelve points of spirit and walked inside, she hoped that she could make meritorious service and find her princess for the king.

Don't ask for anything else, just look at each other.

The maid who spoke retreated to the side and was about to close the door of this maid's residence, but Xiao He took a step ahead of her and put her hand against the door, still smiling politely, "Wait a minute." He said to the room, "Please lower the curtain on the bed." ”

Qingyuan understood, walked in with a strong smell of medicine, walked into the house, and when he walked to the bed, the smell of medicine was even stronger and suffocating.

She endured the disgust of overturning the river and the sea and put down the curtain, and when the curtain fell, Xiao He led people in.

The maid's residence is not large, and the search was completed quickly, Xiao He motioned for Qingyuan to enter the curtain to check, Qingyuan suddenly realized, held his breath again and carefully opened the corner of the curtain and walked in.

The maid in the bed was covered with a veil, the veil was a rough material, and the bedding around her body was also a supply for a very inferior maid, and she carefully lifted the veil called the painting maid, which frightened her so much that she hurriedly withdrew.

Just as she was about to withdraw in shock, the painting on the bed let out a weak groan of pain and unconsciously rolled over.

"How?" Xiao He asked.

Qing Yuan suppressed the fear of his heartbeat, and still replied in horror, "It's a maid with red spots on her face, and the smell of medicine is so strong, I don't know if the red spots are contagious?" ”

The maid who had only stopped them in the way before walked forward and knelt down on thin ice again, and said, "Hua'er used to feel the wind and cold, and then the fever did not go away, but the fever receded and there were red spots, and the girl was afraid that it would be infectious, so she was placed here alone, and the slave and maid deserved to die, which scared Sister Qingyuan and all the adults." ”

Qingyuan hasn't been called a sister for a long time, this "sister" makes her seem to return to the time when she was a big maid, and the reason why the other party recognizes her must be that she only knew her when she was a maid in the first palace before, but whether she is a big maid or a girl in the first palace, those years are too far away from herself.

She was relieved, mixed with mixed feelings, depressed by the fear of being infected, and the red-spotted face that came to her mind made her feel more and more disgusted and frightened.

A deep groan crossed Xiao He's eyes, is it such a coincidence? He smiled slightly, "I'm afraid I'm going to offend this painter in the future." ”

The maid who returned was shocked, "However, I am afraid that I will be infected......"

Before her words fell, Xiao He had already lifted the curtain and walked in. Xiao He turned the painting over and faced it up, his eyes were fixed on the face that was not only covered with red spots but also swollen, according to the situation, it should be an ordinary allergy, he was not at ease, and reached out to pinch the face to see if the red spots and redness were true, and the feeling from his hand told him that this painting was indeed allergic.

But with only one allergy, why do you need such a strong medicine to treat it?

(End of chapter)