It's late autumn.

In the corner of a big mansion in Bian Cheng, there is a small sleeping pavilion called Yaoxian Pavilion.

"Miss, Miss, wake up Miss."

"What's it called, be honest with me."

"Miss, please wake up."

"Heh, it's useless, she's dead, you might as well go with me honestly, at least don't worry about eating."

“……”

Who's talking, who's crying?

The consciousness of the person on the bed gradually returned, and the moment she opened her eyes, she subconsciously shook the hand covering her side.

Chunle stopped crying, and her pale little face was dyed with a little joy, "Miss." ”

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Miss, you're awake." ”

"What? Wake up!! Impossible, I just probed my breath, Mingming, Mingming......" The man's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally his eyes widened, and he turned around and fled, "Hell!! ”

Feng Yao was still stunned, she looked sideways, there were not a few taels of meat in the hand she was holding, she didn't have a weight in her hand, and now she had caught the red hand.

A touch of baby pink is even more conspicuous on the miserable white hands.

"Miss, you're finally awake." The cry came again.

Feng Yao's head was still hurting, and she frowned when she heard the words, "Shut up, I'm mourning." ”

Spring music is silenced.

A large number of memories hit Feng Yao's mind like a slide, the characters were intertwined, and there were all kinds of things, which made her brain almost explode.

The original Feng Yao, the concubine of Shangshu Mansion, her mother died of excessive blood loss after giving birth to her, her father regarded power as his life, and only cared about his children who were of high value to him, Feng Yao's mother was just a good citizen who he accidentally pampered, and had no status, so he was not favored even with his original body in the Feng family, and even the target of group bullying.

It is insulting at the light level, beating and scolding at the worst, and it is impossible to avoid it almost every day.

is more fortunate that it didn't ruin her innocence.

The original owner has many injuries, the old injuries are not healed, and there are new injuries, plus the recent cold weather, the original body is infected with wind cold, this morning the second Miss Feng Yuyi didn't know what medicine she had taken wrong, and bluntly said that she wanted to disfigure her, but between the pushes, the original body hit the edge of the bed, and she died directly, and her last words were not said.

Feng Yao held her forehead and happened to touch the wound that had been treated, but despite this, she still felt a slight pain.

The original owner, it's miserable, so now I'm in her body, and I'll soon become miserable?

She got up slowly, thinking: How can this work, I am the all-round gi of the twenty-first century

l, I have always been the only one who oppresses others.

Isn't it just scum? Hard to get me?

"Miss, let's eat something first." Chun Le came in from outside and placed a bowl of porridge that couldn't be more thin on the table beside her.

"Is this porridge?" She hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was hoarse.

Chunle glanced at the porridge with few grains of rice, and his face was embarrassed, "Miss, we only have two copper plates left this month." ”

I'm going, and I'm going to make money, it's nothing, no wonder the two of them look skinny.

Feng Yao eased her senses, "It's okay, Chunle, can you boil me some hot water?" I want to wash, oh no, bath. "It's so slimy that it makes her extremely uncomfortable.

"Yes, Miss."

Watching Chunle leave, Feng Yao sighed, "The top priority is to take care of your body first, and at the same time, you have to beware of those little calves, but what if you don't have medicine?" ”

She took the bowl of porridge that looked like soup with both hands and drank it slowly.

No, you have to take the initiative.

A cool breeze blew.

After bathing, Feng Yao added a few relatively thick clothes, although it didn't look too thick, but at least it could block a little wind.

"Chunle, that—" She paused, wondering what to call it.

"Miss, what did you say?"

"There's nothing I want to ask Dad, is Daddy at home?" Feng Yao sighed, she really didn't like this title.

"The master is at home, when I just went to serve water, I heard others talking, it seems that the third prince has something to find the master, and it should be almost there now."

The third prince, one of the few men in memory, helped her once, although the person who saved people may not remember, but this is the only bit of warmth in her previous life, so the memory is particularly deep.

"Okay, Chunle, discharged."

"Huh?"

Without waiting for her to react, Feng Yao had already gone out and put the clothes that were draped outside on the bed.

The cold wind was blowing outside, and as soon as she took a step, she regretted it, in fact, it was not impossible to put on that dress.

Damn, it's too cold.

"Miss, what are we doing here?" Chunle wrapped her clothes tightly and followed her.

Feng Yao: "Let's go to my father and ask for silver taels to cure the disease." "The first time I was rusty, the second time it was much better, except for a little estrangement in my heart.

As soon as she finished speaking, the whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably, Feng Yao held her head, and wanted to hold on for a while, but she didn't know that her body couldn't help her, and after she fell, her delicate skin was rubbed out of a few wounds on the ground.

Chunle suddenly fell down when he saw the person in front of him, and hurriedly shouted, "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Miss!"

The sound is exceptionally loud and successfully attracts passers-by.

"Your Highness!"

The third prince walked over quickly in a white robe.

"What's wrong with her?"

When a warm voice came, Chun Le was stunned and looked up, "Three, three princes." ”

"Participate in the Three Princes."

"Excuse me, what's wrong with her?"

"Miss, Miss, she suddenly fainted, it is estimated that she had a cold attack." As soon as Chun Le finished speaking, the person in front of him hugged Feng Yao.

"Where's your young lady's bedroom?"

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince comes with me." Chunle took Helian to the past, forgetting the dilapidated courtyard for a while.

After arriving at Yaoxian Pavilion, Helian frowned.

"It's wind cold, go take the three-flavor chill grass, and then boil it into medicine."

After Helian finished speaking, Chunle didn't move for a long time.

"Huh? Why don't you pick it up? ”

"Three, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, I, we don't have any medicine." Chunle lowered her head, Yu Guang saw Feng Yao's pale face, her eyes suddenly firmed, she bit her lip and knelt down, "Ask the third prince for medicine, our young lady has a low status, and she doesn't even have money for food, let alone treatment, please ask the third prince to take pity on our young lady." ”

Chunle burst into tears, and his head on the ground was never raised.

The guards behind him looked at each other.

Helian Jue's brows furrowed more and more, he had almost thought of their realm since he stepped into the courtyard, but it was still different when he heard it with his own ears.

The person on the bed frowned with a headache, and a white hand peeked out from the thin quilt.

Helian turned his gaze and was stunned.

Large and small wounds were entrenched on the small hands that were so pale that there was no blood, the old ones had become scars, and the new wounds had not been treated much, and they were still bloody.

"Fu Ling, go and ask the doctor, buy a few more medicines, and buy a few snacks by the way, hurry up." Helian Jue's tone was gentle, but there was a kind of indescribable majesty.

"Yes."

Helian definitely raised his hand at Chunle, "You get up." ”

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Third Prince." Chunle stood aside.

Feng Yao lay quietly on the bed, her long eyelashes like crow's feathers fell gently, her closed eyelids covered her smart eyes, and the whole person did not have any vitality, and she was sick.

。

The doctor let go of the hand to probe the pulse, "The third prince, this young lady is blessed with a great life, she was originally weak and sickly, and she was infected with wind and cold and did not have much treatment, and she has been able to live to this point until now, I have just explored, in addition to wind and cold, I usually need to pay attention to the recuperation of the body." ”

The recuperation of the body probably refers to her injuries, Helian Jue thought.

"Thank you, doctor, I'll send you."

"Don't dare, the third prince stays."

After the doctor left, the medicine was just boiled, and Chun Le half-supported Feng Yao's head and fed her to drink.

This medicine directly woke her up, I'll go, what's wrong with this medicine, it's so bitter.

"Miss." Chunle gently patted her on the back.

"Well, is there preserves? It's too bitter. Feng Yao pouted.

"Yes." Helian Jue took the candied fruit and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Feng Yao leaned on the head of the bed, frowned and finished drinking, and then put the candied fruit in her mouth, the sweetness diluted some of the bitter medicinal taste.

"Third prince, it turns out that you are really here, our lord has been looking for you for a long time." The butler came from outside and gouged out Chun Le's eyes in a place that Helian would never see.

"Well, then I'll go over and talk to Feng Shangshu first." Helian Jue walked to the door and suddenly stopped, the housekeeper had already walked a few steps away, he turned his head to look at Feng Yao, and said in a low voice, "I will call the shots for you." ”

！ He saw it.

Feng Yao smiled back and said thank you silently.