Chapter 57: Butterfly Grass (1)
"Who's roaring here?" Song Shuyi stood in the room with a thousand graces, dressed in a rose-red palace dress, adding a bit of brightness to the plain room.
Linglong turned around, and suddenly understood why the imperial doctors shirked and refused to go, they must have been warned by Song Shuyi.
"Are you the girl next to Ning Jieyu?" Song Shuyi casually picked up a book on the table and flipped through it, and after a few clicks, she threw the book back again, "Don't wait in front of your master at this time, what are you doing here?" ”
Linglong's eyes were red, and she couldn't wait to stare at Song Shuyi, "Why is Concubine Qing so coy, why am I here, don't you know?" ”
Song Shuyi said leisurely, "You are not the girl of my Water Shadow Studio, how do I know where you are." ”
Linglong hated the woman in front of her to the extreme, and her words were as sharp as a needle, "If you hadn't deliberately falsely accused my master in front of the emperor, how could my master be punished, and if he wasn't punished, how could he faint." ”
"Are you accusing me?" Song Shuyi's face changed slightly.
"If you still have a little conscience, let the imperial doctor heal my master." If Linglong would never dare to talk to his master like this in normal times, let alone the master of righteous holy grace, but now when he thinks of his master, he doesn't feel angry, and he doesn't care about it.
'Bang' The crisp slap sound sounded in the hall, Linglong's face was beaten to the side, Song Shuyi straightened her sleeves, "Who gave you such courage to talk to me like this." ”
The five red marks suddenly appeared, Linglong turned his head, and stared at Song Shuyi without fear.
"You're not convinced?" Song Shuyi smiled contemptuously, "Let me teach you well today, as a minion, you must look like a minion." ”
"Master, why don't we save her?" Song Shuyi left with the people, the tense atmosphere dissipated, and the little apprentice breathed a sigh of relief and asked the master in a low voice, if they were free now, if they had promised the girl to help heal at the beginning, they would not have caused these incidents. Moreover, it is their duty to cure the sick and save people.
The imperial physician who grabbed the medicine looked at them and sighed, but finally did not answer the apprentice's words.
A bench flanked by internal supervisors with wooden sticks, Linglong was pinned down by two maids and couldn't move.
Song Shuyi slowly walked up to her, reached out to lift her chin, and let her look at herself, "If you beg for mercy, I'll let you go, how about it?" ”
Linglong stubbornly twisted her face to the side, "The master naturally has the right to punish the minions." ”
"So, you admit that you made a mistake?"
"I mean you have the right to punish me, not that you distinguish between right and wrong, reward and punishment." In other words, you are now black and white, good and evil, and you don't know what to do.
Song Shuyi's smile suddenly closed, and Shi Shiran returned to the chaise longue, "Since you are so backbone, then I will fulfill you." Motioned for his subordinates to do it.
Linglong was pressed against the bench, and the wooden stick in the hand of the inner supervisor fell mercilessly, and she felt her blood surging in a flash, and she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from moaning.
There were maids on both sides playing fans, and there was cold chrysanthemum iced tea on the table, Song Shuyi pursed the corners of her mouth, and smiled at the people who were scolded by the cane in the courtyard.
The cold water splashed down, and Linglong woke up faintly, the back was hot and painful, and the cool sticky was unpleasant, and he knew that it must be caused by bleeding without reaching out to touch it.
"Twenty sticks, did it make you sober?" Song Shuyi put the chilled chrysanthemum tea back on the table, "Rebrew." ”
The maid next to her trembled in fright, and hurriedly said, "Yes." ”
Linglong spat out a mouthful of blood, "I've been awake all along. ”
"I'd like to see if it's your mouth or my stick."
Song Shuyi waved her hand, the heavy voice sounded again, and after a few sticks, the person lying on the bench fainted again, and the inner supervisor reached under her nose uneasily, his face was slightly shocked, and his snort was completely gone, this person was already dead.
Song Shuyi Shi Ran returned to the hall, "Since you are dead, let's dispose of it." ”
Painting Fengxuan is a quiet palace, and it is not like the general group of servants in other palaces, and the total number of masters and servants is only five, just because the eldest princess, the master of Painting Fengxuan, does not like to be lively.
The butterfly grass in the garden is gorgeous, and the thick fragrance of flowers floats in the air, and the wind blows through the flowers and sways, as if you can hear the crisp sound of the flowers.
A stout willow tree in the southeast corner of the yard, the sun shining through the lush foliage, the shade of the tree. There is a swing under the shade of the tree, and a light blue shadow sits on it, looking at the butterfly grass in front of him in a daze.
With a tap of the toes, the person flies lightly, and the corners of the skirt and the belt fly lightly.
Since the concubine's birthday banquet, Chu Junxi's appearance has been coiled in Yuan Huayin's mind, that woman, she seems to be the princess of Hou Yanlai? Why did she play that tune? The only explanation is that this song was taught to her by Keqing, she was unfamiliar with the flute, obviously she was a beginner, could it be that Yuan Huayin's face changed suddenly, the flying swing stopped, and he is in the capital now?
Thinking that this person has been so far away from him, Yuan Huayin can no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, all this is his own speculation, if he wants to know the truth, as long as he finds Ning Jieyu and asks.
As soon as she thought that she would be able to meet Ke Qing soon, Yuan Huayin's footsteps couldn't help but be eager, and she went to Xinyueju to express her intentions, but the answer she got was that Ning Jieyu had gone out an hour ago, and at this moment people were no longer living in Xinyueju.
The enthusiasm in her heart is a little cold, as long as she is in the palace, she can always see it, she can't see herself today, she will come back tomorrow, she has been waiting for three years, and she is not in a hurry.
Unintentionally returned to painting Fengxuan, Yuan Huayin came to Qingshui Lake, the lake was wrinkled by the wind, the lotus leaves were rolled, she seemed to see a pair of figures on the opposite side of the lake, the man picked off the willow leaves on the woman's head, put it to his lips, the crisp tune came into his ears, and in the blink of an eye, the figure on the other side of the lake disappeared.
Yuan Huayin turned around in disappointment, and inadvertently saw two maids standing by the lake, their feet ...... It seems that there is still a person lying down, if he had never stepped forward in the past, but today for some reason, he actually walked over, and after seeing the person who fell to the ground, Yuan Huayin was glad that he was troubled, and the person lying on the ground was Ning Jieyu who he was looking for.
"What's going on?"
One of the maids said anxiously, "The emperor punished the master to reflect here, and the master fainted after a while, Linglong went to ask the imperial doctor and has not come back yet, and the master has fainted for almost a stick of incense." ”
"Don't lift people up yet." Yuan Huayin said.
But the emperor ...... "Without the emperor's order, how dare they send people back."
"The emperor has his own I'll talk about it."
If the other party was a concubine, the two maids would not dare to do it, but the other party was the eldest princess and the emperor's own sister, and with her, the emperor should not blame them.
After the imperial doctor administered the needle, Chu Jun woke up quietly, and after seeing the eldest princess watching this side at the table, he thought that he had not woken up yet, closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, and then opened it again.
"How are you feeling right now?" Yuan Huayin went to the bedside.
"I ......" As soon as Chu Junxi opened her mouth, she felt that her throat was like a fire in her mouth, and she couldn't speak, she cleared her throat, "I'm fine." ”
Yuan Huayin nodded, "You have a good rest, I'll come to see you another day." ”
After the eldest princess left, Chu Jun said regretfully, "Why is the eldest princess here?" ”
The maid said, "The master fainted at that time, and it happened that the eldest princess passed by, so she ordered us to send the master back." ”
In this way, it was the eldest princess who saved herself, if she hadn't met the eldest princess, others would never have disobeyed the emperor's order to save herself, "What about Linglong?" "I haven't seen her since I woke up.
"Linglong went to the imperial pharmacy to find the imperial doctor after the master fainted, and he hasn't come back yet." The maid was puzzled, she had been gone for so long, and according to the time, she should have come back, why she hadn't seen anyone until now.
"Go and find her." When he returned to Xinyueju, he no longer needed to be diagnosed and treated.
The medicine was decocted, Chu Jun took the medicine, and just after taking the medicine, the bowl in his hand had not been put down, and he saw the maid who had just gone out running in in a panic, "What happened?" ”
The maid was shocked, looked at the master, and said, "Linglong is dead." ”
"What?" The medicine bowl fell out of his hand and fell to the ground dripping around, Chu Jun couldn't believe it, "What did you say?" "Dead? Why does a good person say that death is death?
"The slave didn't see Linglong after she arrived at the imperial pharmacy, so she asked the people there, and it was a medicine boy who told me." The maid looked at her master's crumbling body and was a little worried.
"Tell you what?"
"He said that Linglong contradicted Qing Concubine, so he was taken away by Qing Concubine." The rest is self-evident.
Song Shuyi.