Ever since Jingxin started to speak, Honeysuckle had been watching from the side, and when she saw that she let go of her hand, she came up and pushed Feng Miao > without thinking about it

The cup slammed on the ground with a "snap", and the wooden handle fell off and rolled to the corner of the wall, and all the hot soup in it spilled out, splashing Honeysuckle, and flowing down the side of her back to her legs. The sticky and thick glutinous rice was stained on the honeysuckle, and the heat passed through the light summer clothes to the skin, and it immediately burned a piece of redness and swelling.

Feng Miao was pushed away by Honeysuckle, only a small piece was splashed on her arm, and there was also a blister, but compared to Honeysuckle's situation, it was still much better.

Jing Xin clipped his hands and looked at it, "I didn't hold it steady, it's a pity, the soup that I stewed for the girl all afternoon has to be stewed again." She has been in the scene since she was a child, and her tone is straightforward and provocative.

Honeysuckle gasped in pain, Feng Miao ignored her meditation, treated her as if she didn't exist, and used cold water to help Honeysuckle wash the burned place. The clothes were stuck to the burned skin, and when they were torn apart, there was a pain again.

Jing Xin saw that she didn't speak with a gloomy face, and she didn't know whether she was angry or timid, and she didn't know what to do for a while. But when she remembered what she saw on the night of the Midyear Festival, she felt injustice in her heart, she chased to the back mountain to find the unknown Bodhisattva Lang, but she happened to see the Bodhisattva Lang caressing Feng Miao's back with one hand and taking water with the other hand to pat her face. It was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she clearly saw Bodhisattva Lang treating Feng Miao so seriously and carefully. In order to compete for the generous benefactor in the party, more ruthless methods than this are also used.

Feng Miao put up her honeysuckle coat, and the red, swollen and skinny wounds made her unable to endure it any longer. There are only those people in this world who never understand what it means to take a step back. She walked up to Jing Xin and asked, "I spilled your girl's soup, do I need to pay you anything?" ”

She has been in a high position in the palace for a long time, and even if there is no anger in her words, the natural majesty has already made Jing Xin confused. She stiffened her neck and asked, "How can you accompany me?" That was the best snow fungus and glutinous rice that Miss Su sent last time, and they couldn't be bought near Qingyan Mountain. ”

"I have freshly boiled jujube round rice cereal here, and the best Hetian jujube is paired with dry-ground longan, no matter what the effect is, the price is definitely comparable to your glutinous rice white fungus." Feng Miao pointed to the small bubble of rice cereal tumbling on the small stove, and her fingers were three inches away from the clay pot, only to remember that the onion-like nails in the past had been cut.

Regardless of whether Jingxin agreed or not, Feng Miao took a big wooden spoon on the stove, slowly filled a spoonful of rice cereal, and sent it to Jingxin, with a crooked hand, the whole spoonful of hot rice cereal was splashed on her Zen clothes. Jingxin screamed in fright, and hurriedly hid back, and in a panic, his elbow hit the kettle boiling hot water behind him, and a red mark was burned with a "hiss".

"I'm sorry, my hand is slippery, how much rice paste does your girl want, please take care of yourself." Feng Miao slapped the wooden spoon on the stove and walked out with Honeysuckle.

Jing Xin saw a lot of scolding and even scuffling and tearing, but he had never seen anything like this, and he was stunned on the spot for a while. When Feng Miao passed by her, she also subconsciously took a step back and let the two of them pass.

Honeysuckle's injuries are all on his back, and he can't lie flat, so he can only lie on the bed. There is no burn medicine at hand, so I can only replace it with the sore medicine brought from the uterus. But the things in the palace are small and exquisite, and the bottle containing the sore medicine is only half an inch high, which is not enough to apply such a large wound.

Feng Miao poured the medicine on the palm of her hand, and first smeared her neck and forearms, which were visible, so as not to leave ugly scars. As for the large scars on the back, they can only be compressed with cold water first, so that the hot poison can slowly dissipate.

Xu is wound was inflamed and pus, and in the second half of the night, honeysuckle began to have a fever, and people began to talk nonsense. Feng Miao leaned into her ear to listen, and it took a long time to recognize her before she could hear what she said, "Dad...... Sell me, don't sell my sister...... My sister is greedy and will ...... Will be beaten......"

Honeysuckle usually never talks about the situation in his own family, as if he has never had a family, and only when he has a high fever and is close to a coma, he says such a sentence.

Feng Miao saw that she was not doing well, so she took out all the medicines she brought and turned them over. But when he left the palace, he was in a hurry, and Honeysuckle only brought a few medicines that Feng Miao originally used daily. At this time, even if you go down the mountain at night to ask for a doctor, you don't know where to say it, and people may not be willing to go up the mountain in the dark. But if it is until dawn, where can people resist such a high fever all night?

In a hurry, she suddenly remembered that Honeysuckle had said that in the southernmost house, there lived a mother-in-law with a strange temper who could help people diagnose diseases. There is no other way at the moment, whether it is spiritual or not, you have to try to know. Feng rummaged through the makeup box brought out from the palace, which contained several valuable jewelry from her now, and hurried to the mountain house in the south. Even if that person's medical skills are not effective, at least there should always be some medicinal herbs.

To the southernmost end is a thatched hut with a bean-like glow. Feng Miao asked through the fence, "Old lady, the girl who lives with me is burned, and now the fever does not go away, can you please take a trip and go to see for her?" ”

After a while, a low voice came from the room, "Something is in a clay pot at the door." It wasn't a sound at all, more like the sound of wind whistling out of his throat.

Feng Miao panicked when she heard this, remembering that Honeysuckle had said that this old lady's strange temper must be ten Dongzhu for diagnosis, and hurriedly rummaged through the makeup box she brought. She took all the pearls she could find, made them into a small handful, and poured them into a clay pot. The pearls collided against the clay pot with a tinkling sound.

The ringing stopped, and the voice in the room said, "Nine rings, one is missing." ”

Feng Miao also knew that there was still one missing, so she turned over all the things she brought, but she couldn't take out a pearl again. She begged softly, "Old lady, please be accommodating, I still have a golden hairpin or an arm pendant here, the condition is very good, can you replace the tenth pearl?" ”

"There are no exceptions to the rules." The sound of the wind whirring, leaving only these six words, never spoke again. Feng Miao begged hard outside the house, but the room was as silent as ever, and no sound could be heard at all.

Feng Miao had nothing to do and walked back along the path. Those sisters-in-law who have been monks since childhood are used to going to bed early, and most of the lights in the meditation rooms on the roadside have been extinguished. Only in the small courtyard where Qin Shuang'er lives, there are still two red lanterns hanging, and at night, it looks a little nondescript.

There was an oil-walled incense car parked at the gate of the small courtyard, and Jing Xin told the little guy who was driving, "Be careful on the road, don't bump Miss Su." ”

Feng Miao stepped forward and raised her hand to stop Jing Xin, who was about to return, "I'll exchange an East Pearl with you, and you can pick whatever you want." ”

Jing Xinzheng felt surprised, and then remembered that she came from the south, and suddenly understood what she wanted Dongzhu to do, her eyes swept over the makeup box in her hand, and said disdainfully, "Who wants your things?" ”

Feng Miao pulled her sleeve, poked a Qingluan hairpin on her sleeve, and said calmly, "I'll give it to you now, you take a Dongzhu in exchange, and the matter is over." Otherwise...... "She pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, "and when you turn around, people will find out that this thing is in your girl's room, and this thing will bite your hand." ”

Seeing that she said it conclusively, she didn't know the bottom in her heart, but she still had a hard mouth, "Who are you scaring about?" Just a broken hairpin, what else can you do to me?! ”

"I can't do anything to you," Feng Miao withdrew her hand and looked at her with a smile from two steps away, "But this Qingluan style is exclusively for court ladies, how can you girls have it in their hands?" But I can't say, there are many people you girls have seen, maybe it was passed on privately by the palace maids and guards, or maybe it was brought out by the inner supervisor when he went out of the palace to do business. In short, you have to take it to the government office and ask carefully to find out. ”

People like Qin Shuang'er and Jing Xin were most afraid of provoking the rights and wrongs of the nobles, Jing Xin's eyes turned a few times, and he looked at Feng Miao in disbelief, "You...... You ...... "The concubine's illness is a secret in the palace, so when Feng Miao came, few people knew her identity, and Jingxin spoke to her a few times, and he had already noticed that she had a good bearing, but he couldn't guess who she was."

At this time, the curtain of the oil wall incense car was lifted, and a slender jade hand stretched out, with a pearl earring hooked on the little finger. A lazy and sweet voice in the car said, "This lady, do you want to see if this pearl can be used?" Although it is not Dongzhu, the color is also good. ”

Feng Miao looked in the direction of the hand, and only saw a well-maintained arm, which was not shy about being exposed. She knew that Miss Su was in the car, although she had only seen her once, but she also knew a little bit of her temper, so she took the earrings and thanked her with a smile, "Another day, when Miss Su is free, I will prepare a thin wine to thank the girl." ”

Miss Su lifted the curtain and walked out, looked at Feng Miao a few times, and suddenly asked, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty of taking it, this young lady has Shuangma as her surname?" ”

Feng Miao was slightly surprised when she heard her call herself Miss, but she still nodded and said "yes".

Miss Su smiled, "Since it's Miss Feng, then you don't have to thank me, I'm just doing my best for the deceased." She stared at Feng Miao's face for a long time, and then sighed and said, "How can I engrave it on the tip of my heart to draw it so similarly...... After speaking, she boarded the oil wall incense car and walked away along the way down the mountain.

Feng Miao didn't think about the deep meaning of her words, held the pearl earring, hurriedly returned to the mountain house in the south, and threw it into the clay pot with a "bang", and before she could even breathe, she hurriedly said, "Old lady, I have gathered ten pearls, can you please move and take a look?" ”

The tent door squeaked open, and the people in the house blew out the oil lamps and slowly walked out. I thought it would be a rickety old woman, but I didn't expect that the person's figure was very slender and slender. When walking, the back is very straight, and the arms do not sway with the steps arbitrarily, which is the demeanor that only the ladies of the family or the ladies of the palace can have.

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