She drank a lot of alcohol last night.

Everyone's ladies, who have always been well-behaved, suddenly want to abandon the etiquette that those women should abide by, and drink rudely, which is really out of line, but she is helpless.

She wanted to use the strength of the wine not to think about the troubles that bothered her, but whenever she drank it, she seemed to be able to see the picture of Zhao Lansheng and Rong Yue hugging each other constantly shaking in front of her eyes, she wanted to pull it away, but the picture kept playing.

She seemed to see them and kissed them......

He often says that there is a difference between men and women, but why do you want to provoke Rong Yue? ……

She cried, and she thought like crazy about what she couldn't do. She drank several glasses of spirits, and instead of being happy, she became even more sad.

Hazy, she seemed to see a man in purple open his powerful arms and hug her into his arms, and she also heard a very gentle voice...... And then...... Qin Lingshuang patted her head, still not remembering what happened yesterday.

These bloodstains ...... If it really is, then ......

"Miss, the doctor is here!" Xiaohuan ran in again, followed by an elderly doctor.

The doctor showed Qin Lingshuang the wound and asked her to apply medicine every day, and after the wound scabbed, she would naturally recover.

"Miss, you're scared to death slave!"

"I'm not scared to death, I'm fine." Qin Lingshuang smiled in a good mood, she walked to the window, closed her eyes, felt the temperature of the sun, and held a jasmine sachet in her hand, which was about to twist into a twist, but the corners of her mouth were gently slightly hooked.

Xiaohuan was on the side, guessing why the young lady was so happy early in the morning.

Qin Lingshuang, who was standing by the window at this time, had a look of longing in her eyes, and she would never have thought of what she was looking forward to would bring to her life.

……

Unable to sit any longer, the little clay figure in Zhaoyang County Lord put down his hand and wanted to find Nalan Hui again.

Only then did she realize that seeing things and thinking about people was far less exciting and surprising than seeing the person she was most looking forward to seeing.

"Xiaoyang?"

"Brother Hui!" When the county lord of Zhaoyang heard someone calling him, he turned his head in surprise, but when he saw Nalan Heng's kind face, his heart suddenly became lost, but he still held back, "Third cousin." ”

Nalan Heng rarely saw her look so gentle and polite, this unruly little county lord had a temper with everyone, "What's wrong?" Get up on the wrong side of the bed? ”

"I'm just about to go to find Brother Hui."

This girl, who is always so enthusiastic and intimate with Nalan Hui, also shouts Brother Hui all day long, secretly saying that an unruly woman and a waste demon are really a natural pair, he snorted coldly, "You are the county lord of the royal seal, how can you be with a man born of a demon all day long?" ”

Listening to Nalan Heng's dissatisfied tone, the county lord of Zhaoyang suddenly changed his face, what she couldn't see the most was that someone targeted Nalan Hui with those rumors, He Yan is still Nalan Hui's third emperor brother, "Third cousin, you can't say that, Concubine Yi is not a demon!" Brother Hui was not born of some demon! ”

Concubine Yi! This name has become a taboo in the palace! When the county lord of Zhaoyang says this, who knows if it will be heard! Nalan Heng panicked, and hurriedly grabbed her wrist, "Shut up!" ”

"What do I live! Is it wrong? Third cousin, Brother Hui is your younger brother, how can you-"

"I don't want a waste brother yet! Or a demon who came out of nowhere! ”