After washing the wound, Yunluo changed a clean cloth and re-bandaged the wound, and walked out of the backyard.

This is the first time she has left the backyard after marrying into the palace.

It was evening, it was dark, and the snow was still falling.

With the memory of the original owner, Yunluo soon found the East Courtyard.

The lights in the east courtyard were bright, and the maids and women went in and out with meals.

As soon as Yunluo walked in, the smell of food caused her stomach to growl.

She ignored the gaze that looked at her and walked straight into the main hall.

In the main hall, Jiang Lingyan was sitting at the dining table eating, and a bunch of people were waiting next to him.

He saw a woman in a padded jacket walk in, and before he could take a closer look, the man sat down at the table.

Jiang Lingyan frowned unhappily, staring at Yunluo with cold eyes.

Yunluo picked up the chopsticks of Bucai and ate two bites, and only when his stomach was comfortable did he raise his head and look at Jiang Lingyan.

"I've been hungry for three days, you don't mind if you have some food, right?"

Jiang Lingyan put down his chopsticks with an ugly face, "Get out!"

"If I don't go out, are you going to beat me?" Yunluo looked at him and didn't seem to be afraid of him.

Jiang Lingyan lost the interest in eating, and he put down his chopsticks with a "snap".

"Come, 'please' the princess out. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two palace guards in armor walked in from outside.

Yunluo knows some punches and kicks, but it is only used for self-defense, if you really fight with these professional guards, I am afraid that you will not even be able to catch ten moves.

She put down her chopsticks and stood up, "If it weren't for the fear of being poisoned, you think I want to eat with you? ”

After she finished speaking, she glared at Jiang Lingyan, turned around and was about to leave.

Just as she raised her legs and was about to walk out of the main hall, Jiang Lingyan's cold voice suddenly came from behind her.

"You can eat!"

Yunluo paused and looked back at him, "Is there really something to ask me?"

Without waiting for Jiang Lingyan to answer, she turned around and walked back to the dining table.

Originally, she came over tonight to brush her sense of presence in front of Jiang Lingyan on the basis of filling her stomach, and she definitely couldn't really leave.

After she sat down, Jiang Lingyan motioned to the female envoy with her gaze to give her vegetables.

Yunluo was hungry for three days and was hungry, but her twenty-two years of harem career made her eat without losing her image even in this situation.

After eating, she washed her hands and rinsed her mouth, and the etiquette was the same.

Jiang Lingyan stared at her, "Three days later, the emperor's birthday banquet will ask us husband and wife to enter the palace together to celebrate our birthday." ”

Yunluo looked embarrassed, "It's no problem to go, it's just-"

She deliberately lengthened the tail note, sold a pass, and looked at Jiang Lingyan's gaze.

"I gave you so many expensive clothes and accessories before, and the gifts are still exchanged, so you won't be embarrassed if you return a few to me, right?"

Whether it is in the palace or in the palace, the subordinates are all dogs, if Jiang Lingyan can give her a few clothes, no one will dare to poison her food anymore.

Even if it was the side concubine, she had to weigh herself before poisoning.

Jiang Lingyan looked at her silently for a while, and her thin lips opened lightly, "Don't be embarrassed." ”

Yunluo smiled, "It's good not to be embarrassed, since they are using each other, I won't thank you for this meal tonight." ”

With that, she walked out the door.

But when he walked to the door, Yunluo's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look, "Lord, can the marriage given by the Holy Decree be reconciled?"

Jiang Lingyan's eyes sank, and he met her gaze quietly.

"You can divorce your wife. ”

Yunluo sneered, "Then you hate me so much, why don't you stop me?"

"Isn't it that you are crying and begging this king not to let this king divorce his wife?" Jiang Lingyan asked indifferently, his eyes were cold, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking.

"It seems that I am ignorant, and I will take back my previous words. Yunluo retreated as advance, "Wait for the palace banquet to end, lord, I am waiting for your resignation." ”

After saying that, she smiled brightly and walked out.

Jiang Lingyan's face sank completely.

In the evening, Qiu Ju grabbed the medicine and came back.

Yunluo put the medicinal herbs on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and after confirming that there was nothing mixed in it, he asked Qiu Ju to give him medicine.

Qiu Ju was worried about the account book, absent-mindedly, and applied all the medicine to the outside of the wound.

"Qiu Ju?" Yun Luo called out.

"Huh?" Qiu Ju came back to her senses instantly, and when she saw the medicine applied, she hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve and said in a panic, "I'm sorry princess, because my brother had an accident at home, the slave maid was a little distracted, and the slave maid should die." ”

Qiu Ju knelt down towards Yunluo as she spoke.

After his head was lowered, his face was completely apologetic.

She has been serving Yunluo for half a year, and she has already figured out Yunluo's temperament, no matter what she does wrong, as long as she apologizes, Yunluo will not be punished.

Just when Qiu Ju thought that Yunluo would make her get up, Yunluo's voice suddenly fell from the top of her head.

"You really deserve to die. ”

Qiu Ju got up for a moment, and the smile on her face instantly froze at the corner of her lips, and she raised her eyes to look at Yunluo in surprise.

"What did you say, princess?"

Yunluo sat on the bed, looking at her condescendingly, his eyes wide, "If I remember correctly, you are in charge of my dowry, right?"

Qiu Ju's eyes froze, and fear seeped out of her eyes.

In the afternoon, in front of Imperial Physician Li, Yunluo saw that Qiu Ju was lying, but now that she was closer, she saw it more realistically.

Not only did she lie, but she was also very weak-hearted.

"Give you three days to report all the money expenditures, the revenues of Zhuangzi and the shops, otherwise when I find out, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around."

Qiu Ju's eyes shrank, and she hurriedly lowered her head, "Princess, you misunderstood, the slave really didn't touch your dowry." On the third day, the slave and maid must hand over the account book details to you, and ask the princess to see it. ”

"When I see the ledger, I don't know if I want to know if I want to know if I want to see it, now you can get out. Yunluo said coldly.

Qiu Ju was like being amnestied, and hurriedly stood up and left quickly.

Yao's mother's death, people in the house have rumored that the princess was the victim, she didn't believe it, but today after seeing that the princess from her eyes to her tone of voice completely changed as a person, she was scared.

I'm afraid that I will become the next Yao's mother.

After Qiu Ju walked out of the backyard, she hesitated for a few seconds, turned her toes and walked towards Concubine Song's Fuqu Pavilion.

The next day, the snow finally stopped.

Jiang Lingyan was trustworthy, and early in the morning, an embroidery lady came to the door to deliver clothes to Yunluo and measure the size.

Not only that, Gu Tang also personally brought people to send charcoal basins and stoves.

After they left, Yunluo waited for the house to be warm, and then took off the padded jacket on his body and put on the long skirt sent by the embroidery girl.

Buttoning up her clothes, she paced to the bronze mirror.

From the time she came back to life, she didn't dare to look at her appearance, after all, her soul was attached to the body of a strange woman, and she couldn't accept it.

But at this point, she has to accept it if she doesn't accept it.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Yunluo forced himself to look at himself in the bronze mirror.

The woman in the bronze mirror looks seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, with a slender willow waist, skin like clotted fat, although her face is not powdered, her facial features are still beautiful.

Don't you want such a woman to throw herself into her arms? I'm afraid that this King of Yingchuan has a habit of breaking his sleeves?

Or is that Concubine Song more beautiful?