Following.

Nanshu woke up in a state of splitting headache.

"Fujin, are you awake?"

Seeing that she was about to get up, Qingsuo hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit on the edge of the bed, and asked with concern, "But do you feel a headache?" ”

Nan Shu held her forehead, but regardless of her headache, she asked Qing Suo for the first time, "Who sent me back last night?" ”

Qing Suo's heart jumped suddenly, but his face did not show any color, and said, "You are drunk, it was the slave who sent you back." ”

Nanshu's eyes froze, and she asked tentatively for a while, "Just ...... You're the only one? ”

"Yes."

Qing Suo lowered his eyes and then opened the topic and said: "Fu Jin, your head will definitely be uncomfortable when you wake up with a hangover, the slave has prepared a sobering soup for you, you better drink it first." ”

With that, she turned to the table and brought the bowl of warm decanting soup.

Nan Shu silently looked at her walking figure, but her face was in a trance.

Was it just that Qingsuo sent her back?

But in her confusion, she clearly felt that it was him......

Thinking of this, Nan Shu couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart. It must have been drunk and confused last night, and he was cranky.

How could he still come to him.

Qing Suo saw her lost look, with a trace of unbearability and distress in her eyes, she wanted to tell her how much she wanted to tell her that in fact, the master sent her back last night, in fact, the master still loves and cares about her so much.

It's just that......

As soon as she remembered Yinyu's explanation last night, she didn't dare to say more.

He could only silently present the soup bowl to Nanshu.

Nanshu rarely drank alcohol, and when she woke up with a hangover, she felt tired and weak, so she stayed in the room directly for a day without going out.

It wasn't until the next day that Nan Shu felt that her soul had returned.

In the morning, Nan Shu was reading a book in the room, and Mama Su hurriedly walked in, "Fujin, someone from Yikun Palace is here, and it is said that Niangniang summoned you to the palace." ”

Yifei?

Nan Shu's hand holding the book tightened in vain, and a bad premonition had already ignited in her heart.

Concubine Yi has always been uninvited, and the reason why she wants to enter the palace today is probably ......

"Fujin ......" Mama Su looked at her worriedly, obviously, she also thought of what was going on.

Nan Shu smiled calmly and said soothingly: "It's okay, it may be that I have been in the palace less recently, and Niangniang called me into the palace, so don't worry." ”

Half an hour later.

Nan Shu knelt on the main hall of Yikun Palace.

"Snap".

A glass crystal cup shattered directly in front of her, and the sound of breaking resounded in the quiet hall.

"Dong E, you are so bold, you dare to ...... Dare to do something to the heir, that is the royal heir. ”

Concubine Yi was so angry that her fingers trembled, and she scolded angrily: "You are still Lao Jiu's concubine, what do you want to do?" Yes? Do you want the old nine heirs to have no heirs? ”

Mama Jiang on the side saw that Concubine Yi's chest was so angry that her face turned blue, and she hurriedly persuaded:

"Niangniang is angry, your old illness has just been cured, but you have to take care of your body."

"What kind of body are you careful, doesn't anyone sincerely don't want this palace to be better, and they want to die of anger in this palace."

"It's the daughter-in-law's fault, and the daughter-in-law is willing to be punished." Nan Shu bowed her head to the ground and sincerely accepted the punishment.

"Huh, punished?" Concubine Yi flicked her sleeves and snorted coldly, "Do you know that if this matter is reported to the emperor, don't say that you don't want to be a concubine, and don't want to have a good life in your Dong Cao family." ”

Nanshu's forehead was still on the ground, silently accepting the reprimand.

At this moment, since she is in Yikun Palace, not in front of the emperor, it means that Concubine Yi does not want to make trouble in front of Kangxi, and she should plan to punish her in private.

"As a Chang Fujin, you ...... How could you do such a ridiculous thing, and as a royal daughter-in-law, how can you be worthy of the royal ancestors? ”

The more Concubine Yi scolded, the more angry she became.

She said that her son was in good health, how could he not be able to do that, and a few days ago she was stupidly sending him some supplements, and as a result, heh, it was this woman who was doing this kind of thing behind her back.

Concubine Yi was so angry, but she still couldn't help but ask in a cold voice, "You should tell this palace why you want to drink that child-avoiding medicine." ”

She has seen a lot of people who have been poisoned and framed, but she took the initiative to drink it, and it was the first time she had met her in the palace for so many years.

The royal women who are not squeezing their heads and trying their best to have children and win favor.

Drugged yourself...... Isn't this sick?

The woman who bowed her head to the ground was silent for a long time, and only said, "It's the daughter-in-law's misbehavior, dereliction of morality, and dereliction of duty, and I ask my mother to punish her." ”

Not quibbling?

"Good, good." Concubine Yi gritted her teeth and said:

"As a wife, I don't want to prolong the heirs for my husband, but I want to avoid children, heh, your ridiculous behavior is really rare for thousands of years, and this palace really doesn't know how to educate. Mama Jiang. ”

"The old slave is here."

"Escort her to the small Buddha hall, let her kneel in front of the Buddha's offering card, and confess her mistakes to the ancestors and ancestors."

"Yes." Mama Jiang responded.

Mama Jiang brought Nan Shu to the small Buddha hall where Concubine Yi Ri worshiped the Buddha in Yikun Palace.

Mama Jiang removed the futon in front of the incense table, and then turned to Nanshu and said, "Fujin, please." ”

It meant that she was to kneel directly on the hard ground.

Nan Shu knelt forward without a word of complaint.

Then Mama Jiang lit a three-finger-thick long candle next to her and handed it to Nanshu, "Niangniang said, Fujin has to raise incense and kneel down to confess his mistake to the royal ancestors." ”

Nan Shu raised her eyes and glanced at the lit candle, and without saying much, she took it directly, and respectfully held it in front of her with both hands.

Not much.

"Tick", a drop of hot and scalding, bean-sized wax oil fell on Nan Shu's hand, a stinging burning sensation came from the back of her hand, Nan Shu frowned lightly in pain, but she still gritted her teeth, straightened her back and knelt still.

This is very good, whether Yinyu punishes her, or Concubine Yi punishes her, she is willing to bear it.

Mama Jiang stood aside, indifferently watching the wax oil on the burning candle roll down drop by drop like a broken pearl, dripping on Nanshu's hand without exception.

When Yinyu returned to the house and learned from Mama Su that Nan Shu had entered the palace and he rushed over again, the second long candle in Nan Shu's hand had already burned more than half.

When Yinyu entered the door, Mama Jiang was really stunned.

"Brother Jiu, you ......"

Before she finished her salute, the man walked up to Nanshu with a gloomy face.

When he saw that the originally smooth and white slender hands were covered with wax and oil, and they were red, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of distress.

Nan Shu's hands were trembling in pain at the moment, she bit her lip tightly, and saw a familiar figure suddenly appear in front of her, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at the man she hadn't seen for several days.

How did he get here? Isn't he angry with himself and doesn't want to see himself?

Looking at his frowning, Nan Shu was a little stunned.

The next moment, the man snatched the candle from her hand and threw it aside angrily.

"......" Nan Shu looked at the candle that was thrown to the ground with a stunned expression, and then looked up at him.

"Brother Jiu, you ......"

Mama Jiang wanted to say that this was what Concubine Yi meant, but before she opened her mouth, she was swept by a cold light, and she was so frightened that she choked and hung her head and didn't dare to say more.

Yin Yu squatted down, put one knee on the ground, carefully held Nanshu's hands, and then reached out and gently helped her remove the wax oil that had already dried on her hands.

A moment later, he was greeted by a large patch of burned, red skin.

A miserable scar made Yinyu's heart ache, he raised his eyes to look at Nan Shu's pale little face, and his voice trembled lightly:

"Doesn't it hurt?"