The slave was dressed in a pale green dress with some small patches on it.

Her little face was solemn, and she carefully held a bowl of hot pottion, and the rich steam steamed her little face slightly red.

Soon, the slave arrived in the room, she looked at Su Changqing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and said softly: "Young master, it's time to drink medicine." ”

Su Changqing was stunned for a moment, then took the decoction and looked at the slightly blackened liquid, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

With his eyesight, he could see the ingredients of this bowl of medicine at a glance.

And the poison in his body comes from this bowl of medicine.

Looking at the slave with a concerned face, Su Changqing recalled the bits and pieces with him.

"The slave has followed me since I was a child and is loyal to me, it shouldn't be her." Su Changqing muttered to himself in his heart.

"Less...... Master! The slave's little face was slightly red, and she was stared at by Su Changqing, making her heart pound like a deer.

"Slave, where did you get this bowl of medicine?" Su Changqing frowned slightly and asked.

"It was the housekeeper of the Lin Mansion who ordered the slave to bring it." The slave whispered.

"Butler......" Su Changqing muttered in his mouth, his heart becoming colder and colder, containing a trace of killing intent.

Syllable!

Su Changqing directly threw the porcelain bowl in his hand on the ground, and suddenly, the decoction in the bowl spilled on the ground.

"Ah...... Young Master, you ...... Are you tired of medicine again? The medicine is bitter, your body is too weak, and the housekeeper said that these should be used for you to replenish your body......"

"That's it!"

Su Changqing spoke lightly, he looked at the slave and said, "Slave, clean up." ”

"This ...... Be! ”

Nu'er hurriedly began to clean up the debris in the room, and Su Changqing sat quietly on the bed, recalling the appearance of the Lin family's official family.

It was a middle-aged man, with a fat head and big ears, small eyes, and he looked very shrewd.

"Is he trying to harm me?" Su Changqing muttered to himself in his heart.

"If it's really him, this person can't stay."

Soon, Nu'er cleaned up the house, she looked at Su Changqing, her face was full of worry, and she said softly: "Young Master, Nu'er will help you boil medicine again, your body is weak, so let's drink the medicine." ”

"No need, in the future, you can pour this medicine after you bring it to us, so that no one will find out."

"Ah......" The little maid was completely stunned.

"Young master, you can't bear your body like this, you ......"

"Needless to say, just do what I say." Su Changqing didn't explain that much.

Although Nu'er is the closest person to him in Zhennan Palace, she is a little maid after all, and there are some things that Su Changqing doesn't want her to know.

"Yes!"

Nu'er's eyes were slightly red, and although she was reluctant in her heart, she still nodded.

She quietly looked at Su Changqing, really worried about it.

Then, Nu'er withdrew from the room, and Su Changqing began to cultivate again.

As he cultivated, the blood qi in his body slowly converged towards his chest.

On his chest, a blood-colored Divine Ding Phantom was slowly taking shape.

After cultivating for an afternoon, this Divine Ding was not completely condensed, after all, his physique was weak and his blood qi was insufficient, even if he was a former Immortal Emperor, no matter how good his understanding was, it would be difficult to quickly condense the Divine Ding.

"You need to make money quickly, otherwise you can't afford to buy medicinal herbs, it's difficult to take a medicinal bath, and the cultivation speed is too slow." Su Changqing said solemnly.

Soon, in the evening, the slave brought the meal.

Although Su Changqing was in a bad situation, the food was not bad.

After all, as the uncle of Zhennan Wangfu, no matter what, you have to let you eat enough.

Otherwise, the people of the entire Nancang City would make fun of the Zhennan Palace.

Soon, Su Changqing finished his meal, which surprised the slave who was guarding on the side.

In the past, Su Changqing couldn't even eat half of it.

Why is the amount of food so big now?

Su Changqing's amount of food is indeed large, and he needs a lot of energy to replenish his blood qi.

Since you can't take a medicated bath for the time being, you can only rely on eating to replenish it.

After the slave cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he began to fetch water and wash, and then took off his coat, leaving only the inner lining, and was about to drill into Su Changqing's quilt house.

"Slave, what are you doing?" Su Changqing frowned and was slightly stunned.

"Young master, is the slave warming your bed?"

"Warm the bed? Did I say it? Su Changqing's face was puzzled.

"Young master, I don't need you to say anything about this kind of work, I know everything!" The slave smiled shyly.

"No need!" Su Changqing said lightly.

"Young master, ...... you" The slave became more and more puzzled, and the young master seemed to be different.

"Recently, I want to cultivate to enhance my physique, and it is inconvenient for someone to be around." Seeing that the slave was puzzled, Su Changqing explained.

"Cultivation? The young master finally remembered to cultivate? The slave was pleasantly surprised.

"Well, you can go and rest too." Su Changqing said.

"Oh!" The slave nodded, feeling a little depressed.

This night, Su Changqing didn't sleep, and practiced all night, and the Divine Ding on his chest stared more and more, exuding a blood-colored halo.

If Su Changqing's physique is stronger, with his Immortal Emperor qualifications, he can cultivate several Divine Dings in one day.

It's a pity that there is nothing special about the mortal body in the flesh, so it needs to be taken step by step.

Although he had not cultivated the Divine Ding in his body, Su Changqing's blood qi had indeed become stronger after the transformation of the Ancient Divine Tripod.

Nu'er went to prepare a meal for Su Changqing early in the morning.

In the back kitchen, the slave waited with his head down.

In this Zhennan Palace, Su Changqing has no status, and she, the little maid brought by the wealth, has no status.

Usually I was bullied by other subordinates in Zhennan Wangfu.

There is not so much goodwill in the things of the world.

Even between small people, there are many grievances.

"Slave, come here!"

At this moment, a voice came to the slave's ears.

She was waiting with her head down, and when she heard a voice, she couldn't help but look up.

I saw an elderly maid standing there with her waist pinched, her eyebrows raised, and her eyes flashed fiercely.

Seeing this maid, the slave's little heart trembled slightly, this maid has been in the Lin Mansion for a long time, and she can be regarded as an old man.

In the past three years, I have bullied myself a lot, and although the slave didn't want to go over at this time, he still walked over.

"Sister Cui'er!" The slave bowed slightly.

Behind Cui'er, there were several maids, all of whom looked at her with sneers on their faces.

Bullying slaves seems to be a sick hobby for them.

It's as if they are so angry that they want to spread this anger on their slaves.

Bullying slaves makes them feel like they're really superior.

"Let me ask you, did your waste young master go to the fence again?" Cui'er sneered.

"No, no!" The slave said hurriedly.

As the son-in-law of the Lin family, if he is nostalgic and hooks the place all day long, he will be punished by the elders of the Lin family.

Of course, the slave will not admit it.

Syllable!

Seeing that the slave didn't admit it, Cui'er slapped her.

"You don't admit it yet, do you?" Cui'er snorted coldly.

The slave covered her face, her eyes were slightly red, and tears were dripping down her cheeks.

On the left side of her face, a red slap print was clearly visible.

"My young master didn't go to the hook fence." It is impossible for the slave to admit it.

"Humph! Don't think we don't know, yesterday your young master fought with the son of the Chen family for a dusty woman in Goollan, and he was almost beaten to death like a dead dog, haha. ”

"Why didn't you kill that waste, how good it would be to kill it, I don't have to raise a waste anymore in Zhennan Wangfu."

"The eldest lady won't be discredited because of him."

Hearing this, the slave was not happy, these maids could bully her, but they couldn't scold her young master.

"How can you say that? How can the young master of my family say that he is also the son-in-law of the Zhennan Palace, if you say this, isn't it the following crime? ”

"The following? Hehe, do you really think that your young master is the owner of the Zhennan Palace? ”

"Now tell you, he's nothing, he's better than a dog."

"You ...... You've gone too far. The slave gritted her teeth angrily, but she couldn't help it.

Su Changqing has no status in the Zhennan Palace, even these maids look down on him.

"Excessive? Let you see the more excessive. ”

As she spoke, the maid named Cui'er strode forward and slapped the slave in the face again.

"Your young master is a dog, and you're just a girl who warms the bed, haha!"

After speaking, several maids left with their meals.

The slave's face was full of tears, and she looked at the departing maids, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes.

But thinking of the young master who was still hungry, she quickly put away that trace of resentment and went to fetch food for Su Changqing.

In the room, Su Changqing got up and washed with the hot water that the slave had prepared a long time ago.

He opened the door and saw the slave entering the courtyard with food.

Nu'er's eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, especially on that handsome little face.

Two bloody slap prints are clearly visible.

"Young Master, you're awake!" Seeing Su Changqing walking out of the door, the slave hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

Because of the slap marks on her face, a hot pain made her frown.

Looking at Nu'er's far-fetched smile, Su Changqing spoke: "Nu'er, what's wrong with your face?" ”

"I ...... I accidentally fell and hit the ground. The slave dodged his gaze and whispered.

"Don't lie! Who hit it? Su Changqing's expression was calm, but there was a trace of anger in his heart.

The slave is simple and kind, well-behaved and sensible, and takes care of him even more meticulously, and has grown up with him since he was a child.

The feelings are naturally deep, and although he has only been reincarnated for a day, he also feels the slave's concern for him.

"This ...... Young master, it's okay, it's all a slave is not good, it's just a slap print, and the swelling will go down tomorrow, young master, hurry up and have breakfast. Nu'er smiled and hurriedly put the meal on the table in the small courtyard.

"Who hit!" Su Changqing was indifferent and spoke again.

He looked at the slave, his eyes deep and shining.

The slave was looked at by Su Changqing and quickly lowered her head, hesitated, and only spoke for a long time, and said, "It's Xiaocui!" ”

"Cui?"

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tugged at it in his memory for a long time, and finally remembered the name.

A relatively old maid in the Zhennan Palace.

"It's not the first time she's hit you, is she?" Su Changqing looked at the slave.

"Young master, if you don't get in the way, you'll be fine tomorrow!" The slave said hurriedly.

"Come with me!" Su Changqing didn't eat, but turned around and left the courtyard.

"No...... Master, don't go! The slave was startled.

They are already very difficult in the Zhennan Palace, if they are because of her, how can she get by in her heart.

"It's okay, some people, it's time to teach a lesson." Su Changqing said calmly.