Min Qingrou had a headache.

I have a headache so much that I don't want to do anything, I just want to lie down and rest.

Situ Yue tossed her for a night, more indulgent than the last time he ravaged her. Although he was not as violent last night as he was that night, he was eager as if he had never touched a woman in his life.

Although she has been sick with cold poison for a while, and she has never heard of him going to the courtyard of thyme and other concubines, he is not so hungry and thirsty, right?

He left refreshed in the morning, but she was so tired that she couldn't get up!

God, she has never been so indulgent in her two lives combined, this Situ Yue has ruined her reputation for the rest of her life!

When she heard the maid who was waiting outside in the morning tell her not to wake her up, she really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get in.

She slept again in a daze for some length before she finally woke up. Looking at the shameful marks on her body, her original idea of calling for luck was dispelled by herself.

How can she go out to meet people? She still wants to go to the prison of the Criminal Department to see Nian Xia today, if she goes out, won't she be laughed to death?

Anyway, Situ Yue also ordered not to disturb her, she just lazy to the end!

Although I was tired all night, I couldn't sleep when I was lying in bed.

Her mind was full of Situ Yue's inexplicable actions yesterday, and she thought over and over again what she had done to make Situ Yue suddenly seem to be a different person.

But yesterday she obviously didn't do anything! The two talked well, and she also got his warrant, and everything went well, but at the last moment, something went wrong?

She couldn't understand what Situ Yue was thinking?

Although she already knew that her sacrifice was inevitable when she went to bed for the first time, she never thought that one day she would study this matter as a serious matter, isn't it too strange?

Headache, good headache!

She didn't know how to sort out her mood, but she was inexplicably a little irritable.

At a passionate feast last night, she faintly felt that Situ Yue seemed to have some more emotions for her. It was very light and shallow, and he covered it up well, but she still learned something from his body language.

Situ Yue last night was so gentle, and her body was no longer as cold as usual, making her shiver. It was as if he had been freed from the coldness in an instant, and his whole person was rejuvenated.

Why did Situ Yue suddenly change again? She is still confused. She believes that people don't change suddenly for no reason, and it's because she can't figure it out that she is so troubled that she can't do anything!

Damn it!

She shouldn't be bothered by these things! There's still a lot of work for her to do! Her path of revenge has just begun, how can she let these useless things get in the way?

Thinking of this, Min Qingrou exhaled deeply and sat up.

"By coincidence!"

She rushed to the door and whispered, and Yuan Qiao, who had already been guarding the door, immediately pushed the door and walked in.

"Master, are you awake?"

Yuan Qiao walked to the side of the bed, pulled up the bed curtain, and saw that Min Qingrou looked tired, and there were bruises and purple marks everywhere on her body with only underwear, and she couldn't help but feel distressed: "The prince is really good! I haven't been here for a few days, and I tossed the master like this! Master, you have worked hard! The slave has prepared hot water for you, so it's better to take a bath and be comfortable!"

Min Qingrou endured the soreness in her body and nodded, let fate put on her coat, and sat on the chair next to the bed.

Yuan Qiao cleaned up the bed, and ordered someone to bring the bath bucket in, add hot water, and then repel the others, and stay to serve Min Qingrou to bathe.

Yuan Qiao curled Min Qingrou's hair and fixed it with a hairpin, and then helped her to the bathtub, removed her clothes, and stepped in.

There was a large towel on the edge of the barrel, and Min Qingrou leaned lightly on it, closing her eyes slightly.

"Master, just soak for a while, not too long! The slave maid will go outside to choose clothes for you first!"

Yuan Qiao looked at Min Qingrou, who was half-lying in the bathtub, and bowed down and retreated to the outer room.

Min Qingrou doesn't like too many people to serve when she bathes, especially after accepting the favor, those spots and marks on her body always make her feel ashamed for no reason.

Yuan Qiao naturally knew the temperament of her master, so every time she bathed, she would obediently go outside to wait.

If you were someone else, I was afraid that she would show off how favored she was, but Min Qingrou disagreed, she never thought that this thing was anything to be considered glory!

The act of affection and intimacy is beautiful. But if it is established under various interest conditions, she only feels embarrassed. Whether it is in her previous life or in this life, her concept has not changed.

She hadn't forgotten who she was. In her previous life, Dugu Qianyue was the eldest daughter of the Dugu family, a woman with both ability and political integrity, and a woman who showed off her wisdom.

In fact, in addition to these appearances seen by outsiders, she thinks she is not a too stereotypical lady. In the paddock draft that year, she had been wanton for a period of time, showing herself without any scruples.

And during that time, she often saw Situ Yue, the third prince of the year. At that time, Situ Yue was young and vigorous, with a bold personality, and every time he met her, he would fight with her and his face would be red.

On the surface, the two do not agree, but in fact, in Dugu Tianyue's heart, she still has some admiration for this third prince.

She admired him for having the courage to be himself, although he was a prince, he was unrestrained. At that time, he disdained power and wealth, disdained formal status, and even ignored secular etiquette, and did not shy away from the suspicion of men and women.

It's like a child of the rivers and lakes, who wantonly makes her blush, and she is also very envious.

During that time, she only felt that her heart was about to fly. She unconsciously followed Situ Yue's footsteps, step by step, stepping on the mark left by him.

He talked to her about the past and the present, about poetry and songs, about local customs and folk feelings, and even about the treacherous situation in the court. They will always have their own unique opinions, but they will eventually coincide.

His noncommittal attitude towards imperial power always made her wonder why he was so indifferent to fame and fortune.

She yearns for the lonely smoke of the desert, the sky and the sea are wide when the sun sets over the long river, but he always makes him laugh at her as a canary in a cage.

At that time, they were simple to each other, and they didn't think about too many complicated things, but they just felt that they had signed a deed, so they talked a little more.

Although the paddock draft was supposed to match the marriage between these princes and the women of the family, the two of them were very tacitly silent on this matter.

Maybe both of them have their own pride, especially after meeting such a confidant who is compatible with each other, they are even more unwilling to give up the obsession in their hearts.

It wasn't until later, when her father told her that she had been made a princess, that she suddenly realized that she was missing something. But she couldn't do anything more than accept it silently!

Yes, it was only now that she suddenly found out that she liked Situ Yue, but at that time, she was too proud to be the first to confide in her heart.

If she had the courage to express it at that time, would everything have changed? She would not have entered the palace, would not have become a princess, would not have been regarded as a thorn in the side by Xuanyuan Wuzhen because of the competition for favor, and would not have died innocently under Situ Chi's ambition!

Min Qingrou took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Looking down at the marks on his body that had gradually faded, his cheeks still involuntarily became hot.

The nightmare of Chengwangfu has passed, and after she takes revenge, she will live a good life with Situ Yue. She was unhappy for half of her life, and she just hoped that she would not be sad for the rest of her life.

Although Situ Yue's temperament has changed, she feels that his essence has not changed. It might take a long time to recover again, but she didn't mind spending the rest of her life with him.

I don't know how she suddenly remembered the time with Situ Yue in the paddock, maybe it was the gentle lingering last night that touched her heart, and the heart that had died in the Chengwang Mansion seemed to be slowly recovering.

After several twists and turns, she became the princess of Qi, did God give her this opportunity? If so, she will definitely grasp it well, and don't let the regret repeat again!

After figuring it out, my heart finally felt a little more comfortable. She summoned Fate, changed her clothes, and regained her full energy again.

"Coincidentally, has Rongtai ever been here?" Min Qingrou asked suddenly.

"I've been here! I've been here several times in the morning, and I can't stop talking! I see that the master didn't get up, and he left with his own interest!"

Yuan Qiao replied while combing Min Qingrou's hair in a bun.

"Then you go and pass him over later, and when I clean up, you and Rongtai will go out with me. ”

Min Qingrou commanded.

"Master, do you still want to go out? You're like this, it's better to take care of yourself first!

When I heard this, I immediately became anxious.

"My body is fine, you just do what I tell you to do!" Min Qingrou shook her head, signaling to Yuan Qiao not to make too much of a fuss.

Yuan Qiao said worriedly: "What's okay? The cold poison in your body has not been removed, and you are infected with wind and cold again." Now it's a good thing, even the prince has come to join forces to make you so tired, how can your body be able to stand it? It's not the slave and maid who say you, the master, you just don't care for your body too much! The slave and maid really regret that they listened to your words that night and didn't stay in the firewood room to guard you, although they have been forgiven by the prince in this way, it is really not wise to risk their own body!"

Looking at the nagging of fate, Min Qingrou couldn't help but smile faintly. "Coincidentally, you're about to become an old mother!"

Yuan Qiao immediately said angrily: "Master, are you still in the mood to make fun of the slave maid?"

"Yes, I wrote it down! Tomorrow you will boil a few more patches of tonic sent by Miaoling, and I will not be able to change from one pair a day to two pairs a day?"

Min Qingrou spread her hands when she heard this.

"That's pretty much the same! But then again, thanks to the fact that I've been eating the decoction sent by Concubine Shen recently, otherwise, with the master's previous body, I really can't tell if I can withstand the cold of the evil thing of Blood Citrine! Amitabha! Fortunately, we found it early, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"Yes, since that day, Miaoling has never been here again, and I don't know what happened to her? The prince was angry that day, and Miaoling was innocently suffered by the pond fish, speaking of which, I still bothered her! Another day, you go and pick out some good jewelry from the prince, and send some to Miaoling, which can be regarded as my friendship of thanking her for bothering to find a prescription!"

"Well, the slave maid has written it down!" Yuan Qiao gave Min Qingrou a golden silk eight-treasure bead hairpin, and then nodded and said, "Okay, master!"

Min Qingrou looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her face had finally regained some color, so she nodded and said, "By chance, go and pass Rongtai over!"

"Master, do you still want to pass him on?" Yuan Qiao listened, and suddenly had an expression of 'you are not saved', and sighed sadly.

Min Qingrou sneered, took Yuan Qiao's hand and said, "Good Yuanqiao, go quickly!

Coincidentally, he had no choice but to be blessed and retreated.