Yi Rou was startled by the blood stains on Wen Nianqing's skirt, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her, "Oops, what's wrong?" Sit down, I'll wrap you up. ”

"I have all the medicine for the bandage, over there, the Holy Maiden will help me get it." Wen Nianqing slowly sat down on the stool, raised her chin, and motioned for Yi Rou to go and get something under the dresser

Wen Nianqing frowned and lifted her skirt, and after a while, blood had stuck to the fabric of her clothes. There was a big hole on the pure white jade-like skin, blood piece by piece, and the skin next to it was also bruised.

Yi Rou took the medicine box and bandaged her, and blamed herself while taking the medicine: "It's all my fault, I didn't get up when I stepped on the corner of my skirt, otherwise you wouldn't have to kneel on the porcelain, you have all this medicine." ”

Wen Nianqing looked down at the wound on her knee and was distracted, she had been afraid of pain since she was a child, if she had suffered such an injury at her age in her previous life, she would have cried all over the palace. When did she start to have medicine under her dresser?

It seems that in her previous life, after she and Lu, Zhang Fuyun and Wen Yunyao tried their best to ruin her reputation and marry someone casually. At that time, Mei Yun was gone, and Wen Nianqing couldn't fight Zhang Fuyun, so she had to make Emperor Xia feel distressed.

Yi Rou's hand strength was not well controlled, Wen Nianqing's consciousness was awakened by the pain in her leg, and she subconsciously shrank her leg, "It was I who accidentally hurt you, the saint is such a precious child, the first time she has been injured so much, right?" It's all the fault of subordinates. If you can't stand the pain, cry out. ”

Wen Nianqing suddenly smiled, feeling extremely ironic, "Yes, I used to be a delicate little princess with unbroken oily skin, but who am I delicate to show to?" Only if I am injured and hurt, Zhang Fuyun will be punished a little, I can't fight her, I can only hurt myself to gain sympathy. ”

Wen Nianqing fell into the memories of her previous life, it was her most painful time, at that time, her image in Emperor Xia's heart had changed under Zhang Fuyun's framing again and again, at first she would shout injustice when she was framed, but over time, she found that even Emperor Xia didn't believe her, so she didn't speak.

In her previous life, she overheard Emperor Xia complaining to Zhang Fuyun, saying that she knew about trouble every day, and she was a very obedient child when she was a child, how did she change?

Wen Nianqing laughed self-deprecatingly, "In order to be alive, in order to get a little mercy and distress from my father, I knelt outside the Zichen Hall for a few hours in the nine cold days, just to prove that I didn't harm Wen Yunyao." I knelt on the tea cup that I had just broken and begged him to believe me, and I rarely cried then, so what was the use of tears?"

Yi Rou looked at the wry smile on the corner of Wen Nianqing's mouth and was deeply shaken, Wen Nianqing at this moment completely lost the vitality just now, the whole person seemed to have been drained of the soul shell, silently recalling her painful past, numb demeanor, and faint tone suddenly pierced Yi Rou's heart.

Yi Rou may be Wen Nianqing's eyebrows and eyes are a little like Yi Cong, or maybe Wen Nianqing's expression at the moment has formed a strong contrast with her age, Yi Rou suddenly regretted that she had to use Wen Nianqing when she first came to Daxia. This is a child covered in bruises, and she is the child's biological aunt!

"Qing'er, the Southern Regions will always be your backing, when I tidy up the internal affairs of the Southern Regions, you will be the Holy Maiden of the Southern Regions, I think that Zhang Fuyun and your sister will dare to bully you again!" Yi Rou angrily assured Wen Nianqing.

Wen Nianqing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, swept away the haze just now in her smile, with a comfortable softness, and took out a handkerchief, which was holding the broken porcelain piece she had stolen before, "Then, Qing'er thank you aunt, I have to ask you to see what is on this porcelain." ”