"If it hurts badly, it's better for this king to help you chop it."

The voice was too gentle, she nodded unconsciously, her eyes widened, she shook her head in a hurry, and said with a dry smile: "No, no, no, Your Highness, the courtier's daughter has just been blown by your noble mouth, and it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Really?" The faint two words seemed to hit her heart.

In the darkness, the soft figure moved, and a pair of black eyes looked at her fixedly, "Don't worry, this king's hands and feet are neat, and in the blink of an eye, your burning hands will fall to the ground, so you won't notice the slightest pain." The voice was extraordinarily serious.

"Your Highness, don't worry, it really doesn't hurt, I can still make a fist, don't believe me," the hand he was holding in front of him moved slightly, ready to tighten.

A finger suddenly crossed the middle, and the movement of clenching a fist paused, she frowned and turned her head to look at the owner of the finger, and wondered: "Your Highness, what are you doing here?" ”

"There's no need to demonstrate, this king knows." He let go of her wrist, got up and walked to the window, and stood with his hands in his hands.

Su Qingyu touched his wrist, which was pinched a little red, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It's good to let her go, otherwise it would have hurt enough to pinch.

The night was dark, the figure in front of the window was a little thin in the cold moonlight, the two were silent, and after a long time, he spoke: "Do you remember the face of the prime minister's wife?" ”

She was stunned, looked down at the patterns on the quilt, and was silent for a while: "Remember." ”

"I feel very sad about everything about the Prime Minister's wife." He looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and the ethereal sound came with the wind and drifted to her ears.

Her eyes darkened: "Yes, I didn't understand her before, and I didn't have a good understanding of everything about her, and even ...... I didn't even know that her dowry box contained the clothes she had made for me when I was a child," the voice continued, after a pause, "If I had been more careful and had seen her little clothes hidden in the box earlier, I might have understood her hidden emotions in desperation." ”

"But there are no ifs." There was a tired look in his lowered voice.

She fell into her own thoughts, and the room was instantly dead silent, for a long time, and a faint voice from Toru Takizawa came to her ears: "This king used to have a younger brother, a mother and a compatriot, extraordinarily smart, and he quietly held the book when he had nothing to do, and he sat down for an afternoon, and when he read the book, his back was straight, and he didn't say anything when he was sour, but he just pursed his lips and rubbed it." I remember when he was four years old, "The Mean" that adults may not understand, but he can speak the truth in front of the adults of the Hanlin Academy. ”

She frowned slightly, not knowing why he suddenly told her this, but she didn't interrupt him, just quietly heard and continued, "There is a shallow dimple at the corner of his mouth, which is similar to this king." She subconsciously looked at his face, but only saw the back of his head, which had been stained by the darkness.

"He laughed very beautifully, even if he can't remember his face now, but he still remembers the curvature of the corners of his mouth and the shallow dimples when he laughed......" The voice lowered, and he turned around suddenly, walked to her bedside, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She swallowed, clenched the quilt and moved it inside the bed.

However, when she moved a foot, he moved closer, looked at the people who were close at hand, sighed and gave up the struggle: "Your Highness, if you get closer, the courtier will probably turn out of bed." ”

Raising his eyes, a pair of stunning black eyes crashed in. Her heart trembled slightly, as if a drop of water had fallen into the calm surface of the lake.

In the darkness and obscurity, those eyes are like deep black holes, which can suck people into them if they are not careful. In a hurry, she said casually: "Later, Your Highness continued to talk about your younger brother. ”

He looked away at the moonlit windowsill, and his voice rang out: "Later, he died." "It didn't disperse in the air.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, "I'm sorry." Nervously pinched the corners of the quilt. How could she forget that Qingxiao has never had one adult prince, and as for the other princes, they naturally died early.

He looked at her earnestly and did not speak. Suddenly, a smile broke out at the corner of his mouth.

She had never seen such a far-fetched laugh.

The corners of his mouth bent fiercely, the muscles on his face were high, with a little stiffness, the color under his eyes was thick like the night that could not be dissolved, and the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth loomed.

She felt a twitch in her heart, and her hand raised slightly to touch the shallow pear nest: "You ......"

Takizawa Toru glanced at it lightly, she was stunned, her outstretched fingers shrunk, she lowered her head to look at the ground, and a sentence came from her ear: "The Si people are gone, and the living need to live well with their share, isn't it?" ”

In the soft voice, she heard a bit of heaviness. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at him as if she had thought of something, and pursed her lips: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your explanation." ”

"This king is not to exonerate you," he got up and flicked his slightly wrinkled shirt, and his voice returned to its previous lowness, "Think carefully before doing anything next time, it's okay to hurt others, but if you hurt yourself, it's useless." That kind of stupid thing of digging a fire in your hands, don't do it again. ”

After a pause, he continued: "You and this king are now cooperating, so this king does not want to have an ally who kills a thousand enemies and loses eight hundred. This is medicine, you use it well. He walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, put down a small wooden box casually, and turned to walk outside.

Just as he came, he left quietly.

She nestled in the quilt, looked at the small box on the table and was a little stunned, for a long time, sighed, and fell softly on the bed.

Anyway, she's been depressed and much better since she learned the truth. Indeed, the living carry the hope of the dead, and they should live well.

Aunt Ruan, Aunt Hua, she will not let go of any of them.

There is also a secret of her mother in the Prime Minister's mansion, and she will find out with her own hands.

Closing her eyes, she fell asleep.

The first thing I see in the morning is the rose on the windowsill. Some days are gone, it has reached the old height, and the fresh green branches and buds are bathed in the golden morning light, and the whole body is full of vitality.

Faintly, you can see a small bud on the top branch.

Lowering her eyes slightly, she thought of the person who had come last night. Spread his hand gently, as if she could still feel the touch of the ointment he applied to her, and ...... He blew softly on the palm of her hand.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

The figure who stepped in at the door paused, turned his head and shouted outside: "Miss is awake, come on, quickly prepare the washing things." "Everything was well organized.

She instantly wiped away the thoughts in her eyes, and looked at the brows and eyes that were so flat that there were no features at the door, and her eyes flashed slightly.

It's Ziling.

Ziling lowered her head and walked over, bowed lightly when she was still three steps away from her bedside, and bowed respectfully: "The slave is here to confess." "The voice is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Oh?" Su Qingyu's deliberately elongated voice was a little treacherous, "What kind of crime are you?" ”

The person who asks the guilty to look at his nose and nose and heart: "The slave and maid did not take a good look at the dowry of the prime minister's wife, and let it be ruined." ”

obviously said the words of asking for sin, but he didn't seem to have half of the sincerity to ask for sin, this concentration is worthy of being a big girl by Aunt Hua's side.

After staring at it for a while, she lowered her eyes and sneered: "The master does things, and it is naturally difficult to stop him, I know, and I don't blame you." Slowly propping herself up from the bed, the bed slid down, leaking out of her burned chest and abdomen.

There was an exclamation at the door, and the copper basin filled with water fell to the ground, and when she looked up, a little maid stared at the hideous wound between her chest and abdomen, trembling and kneeling, and quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

These new little maidservants couldn't tell which eyeliner it was, she didn't bother to pay attention to it, and looked at the person who had steadily retained the posture of saluting and closed her eyes slightly: "Ziling, everything is still the most appropriate for you, and the matter of helping me groom is left to you." ”

"Yes." She didn't hesitate to respond.

After some tossing, she finally got everything right. Because of the wound between her chest and abdomen, she only wore a wide, soft and obscene dress. Although the moon-white dress seemed inconspicuous, it was a fabric that she had never touched before.

With the change of the prime minister's attitude, her food and clothing have improved much compared to before.

"Stand down, I want to be alone." After letting all the maidservants go down, she slowly walked to the table of the eight immortals, sat on the stool, and looked straight at the table, a little stunned.

There were three objects on the table, a quaint little wooden box containing medicine, a small piece of clothing that was about to burn out, and a small potter figure broken in two.

Raising her hand, she picked up the two small potters and carefully stacked the joints together. The little potter instantly became one, ignoring the gap in the middle, as if it had never been destroyed.

Looking at the joyful smile on Xiao Taoren's face, she lowered her eyes slightly, with a touch of sarcasm in her eyes, her lips opened lightly, and she spit out a name: "Prime Minister Su." ”

Someone suddenly knocked on the door, and she was disturbed with a touch of displeasure in her eyes, and tilted her head slightly: "Didn't I tell you all to step down?" ”

She hates people who disobey yin and yang.

"Third Miss, it's me." A familiar voice came from outside the door, and a gleam flashed in her eyes, and she staggered to her feet and brought down a small bench.

After opening the door, a peaceful face with a light smile came into her eyes, and she was a little surprised: "Grandma Xiao, why are you here." He was stunned for a moment, and quickly welcomed her in.

After the two of them sat down, the grandmother of the Xiao family smiled lightly: "Your Highness is not worried about your injury, so let me come over to watch you first." ”

She blinked a little embarrassedly, and suddenly: "Grandma, what should you do if you leave?" ”

Ruan Niang is an important part of her plan, but nothing can happen.

The grandmother of the Xiao family looked calm: "Don't worry, she has her own naughty grandson Xiao Tianze to take care of, and nothing will happen." After a pause, he turned his eyes to her and said, "By the way, where is the medicine that Your Highness gave you?" Let the old body take a look, so that I can prepare you with some decoction for internal use. ”

Su Qingyu hurriedly handed over the plaster on the table: "Grandma, that's it." ”

The grandmother of the Xiao family took the small wooden box, opened it gently, closed her eyes and leaned over to smell the smell, and opened her eyes in surprise and exclaimed: "This is actually a healing holy product that can turn white bones into flesh and blood, Luo Blood Ointment." Isn't there only one box hidden in the palace in the world? How did you get there......" glanced at her, and his voice grew quieter.

She looked down at the ointment, a little flustered, and glanced at the rose outside the window, inexplicably ...... Joy.

Biting the tip of her tongue, the stinging pain made her sober up a lot. Toru Takizawa has a sweetheart named Afu, not her. Suddenly, what was she thinking? The chill hit instantly, and his eyes widened slightly.

Getting up in an uproar, she walked to the window and was silent for a long time, then turned her back to the person behind her and said, "Grandma, don't misunderstand, I cooperate with His Highness, he just doesn't want to delay the encirclement and suppression of the Dark Worry Pavilion because of me, so he sent me this plaster." "I don't know if to tell her or to myself.

After a moment of silence, the Xiao family's grandmother spoke: "Yes, after all, there are a lot of collections in this Healing Saint Palace. ”

Hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and turned back with a light smile: "So I'll take care of my injuries, don't let down His Highness's wishes." ”

The grandmother of the Xiao family smiled and nodded.

The days of recuperation were very boring, but fortunately, Aunt Ruan and Aunt Hua didn't do anything wrong, and it was past March in the blink of an eye.

In the calm, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion did not know that they were about to usher in a catastrophe.