Chapter Eighty-Four: Her Strategy
Hearing this, Yu Qingyun "chuckled" in her heart, clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little red.
When Lin Feiwan saw this, he immediately regretted it.
"Mother, I ......"
"Late, in fact, ......"
"Princess, the prince is here."
The two were interrupted.
Lin Feiwan looked out: "What about others?" ”
"The prince is outside, saying that there is an urgent matter in the house, so let you go back together."
She didn't dare to look directly at Yu Qingyun's gaze, and bowed her head to bless her body.
"Mother, I'll go first."
"Late, I'm ......"
Yu Qingyun wanted to speak and stopped, "Slow down on the way back, come early the day after tomorrow." ”
"Well, my daughter got it."
Depressed and sulking with Xue Qianyu before, Lin Feiwan shrank himself in the corner as soon as he got into the car, without even looking at the man.
Naturally, I didn't notice his forbearant and deep face, as well as his palms that were still dripping blood.
"Ahem, princess, the prince's hand is injured, please help bandage it."
Chasing Yun who was driving couldn't help but remind.
As soon as the words fell, he felt a chill coming from behind him.
Gotcha, I'm talking too much again.
Lin Feiwan frowned, only then did he notice his bloody hand.
"Why was you so careless?"
The woman was disgusted and turned her hand over.
On the palm covered with calluses, there were several deep blood cuts criss-crossed, as if they had been cut into it by some sharp weapon.
Her brow furrowed even tighter, and she carefully cleaned the wound with her handkerchief.
"Bear with me, the wound is a little deep."
"Hmm."
Xue Qianyu didn't want to make a sound, but his mind agreed unexpectedly.
It's just a few pieces of teapot shards pierced into it, he's suffered more serious injuries than this, and he cares about this pain?
Xu was too close, and the unique fragrance of women filled the tip of his nose, making his mouth dry for a while.
"Huhu, how old are they, and I don't know how to be careful."
The slightest hot air blew on the wound, as if something was itching in the heart, and the big hand subconsciously shrank.
"It hurts? Whew......"
Lin Feiwan pressed his hand and blew softly, "Is it better?" ”
The retracted wrists were clenched by the shallot-like hands, and the soft lip flaps swept across the fingertips like a dragonfly.
Xue Qianyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he felt a cluster of flames run down his fingertips into his chest, and then up from his chest, through his cheeks to the tips of his ears.
He turned his head awkwardly and clenched his other hand into a fist, trying to suppress the fire.
Feeling the stiffness of his arm, Lin Feiwan raised his eyes, but unfortunately only saw the back of the man's head.
Seeing that the wound was almost cleaned up, she lifted the curtain: "Chasing clouds, is there any gold sore medicine last time?" ”
"Uh......"
Chasing Yun pouted, "Mine is for the emperor, the prince should still have it, don't forget to ask the emperor for a reward, the medicine is expensive." ”
It was made by Shen Shen Shen Doctor, and each person could only receive one bottle for two months.
"Don't worry, you can't forget it."
"Lord Wang, where is your gold sore medicine?"
Xue Qianyu's face froze, and the gold sore medicine on his body was placed in his left sleeve pocket.
Now that his right palm is injured and is held in his hand by Lin Feiwan, how can he take this?
He tried to withdraw his right hand, but as soon as he slammed it down.
"Don't move, tell me where the medicine is, I'll get it."
"In ...... In the left sleeve pocket of this king. ”
The man gritted his teeth and controlled that his face was no longer flushed.
In the next second, a touch of warmth came in the left sleeve.
Through the thin undershirt, the soft and boneless little hands groped between the arms.
Xue Qianyu's face sank, and the feeling that he wanted to catch but couldn't catch made the fire in his chest almost explode.
Finally, the sleeves are empty.
He also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Got it!"
Lin Feiwan sprinkled the medicinal powder on the wound little by little, and bandaged his palm with a handkerchief.
"Recently, be careful not to touch water, eat as light as possible, and don't eat food that affects wound healing."
After speaking, she thought for a while, "Forget it, your food and drink will be handed over to me these days." ”
Anyway, she also had to make medicated snacks for Xue Qianyu, so she could even manage the meals together, and she would save herself from worrying about his diet.
got out of the carriage and settled Xue Qianyu, chasing the clouds couldn't help it, and called Lin Feiwan aside.
"Princess, in fact, not long after I walked out today, the master went back to look for you again."
Lin Feiwan pursed his mouth, "Go back to me?" Would he be so kind? ”
At that time, it was obvious that he let the carriage go first, and he caused her to eat a mouthful of soil.
"Well, it's just that we didn't see you when we walked to the gate of the palace, the master was worried that something would happen to you, so he was so anxious that he almost asked the secret guard to turn over the street, and his hand was injured at that time, because he was too worried about you, he accidentally crushed the teapot."
Unexpectedly, the reason why the man was injured was because of himself, and a trace of guilt flashed in Lin Feiwan's eyes.
Seeing this, Chasing Yun hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue.
"Princess, you haven't been in contact with your master for a long time, you may not have noticed it, in fact, the master is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, and we all see his kindness to you, but he sometimes doesn't express it, so you misunderstood."
"Let's just say that when I went to the palace this time, the master went with me because I was worried about you, and the last time I went to the Lin family, I met you and the master cared more about it than anyone else."
"My subordinates have never seen my master care about any woman like this, your status in his heart is not ordinary, my subordinates are all about it, and I ask the princess to consider it carefully."
"Okay."
Lin Feiwan listened, his heart was complicated, surprise and disbelief were intertwined, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
"Miss, why are you in a daze here?"
Holly came over at some point and patted her on the shoulder.
Lin Feiwan came back to his senses and asked seriously: "Holly, what do you think of the prince to me?" ”
Holly's eyes lit up, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and her two hands gripped her shoulders hard.
"Miss, you have finally opened your mind and know that the prince is good to you!"
"Clams?"
What does it mean that she is enlightened?
"Miss, anyone in the house can see that the prince likes you, but you are hot and cold to others, which makes people very anxious."
Lin Feiwan pulled the corners of his lips: "What, it's obvious that he was hot and cold to me." ”
Holly glanced at her, "The prince is colder to you than to other women, I don't know how many times hotter." ”
Lin Feiwan snorted: "That's also cold." ”
Holly was speechless, "Miss, you really don't know how to be blessed in the blessings, if you put it in the past, I don't know how many noble girls are vying to be the princess, although the prince is now ...... Alas, Miss, since you are married, the slave and maid really hope that you and the prince can be well, which is also what Madame meant. ”
At the mention of Yu Qingyun, Lin Feiwan's eyes sank, "Okay, okay, I know, I'll go make snacks for the prince now." ”
"Hmm."
Holly nodded heavily, I hope this time Miss is really enlightened.
And Lin Feiwan, who came to the kitchen, was making snacks under his hands, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.
My mind recalls what Chasing Cloud and Holly had said.
Xue Qianyu is indeed different to her, but does that really mean anything?
"Hiss......"
One was careless, and his finger was cut by a knife.
She quickly put her fingers in her mouth and ripped off a piece of fabric to wrap it up.
I was silently relieved in my heart, but fortunately it didn't drip on the snacks, otherwise I would have worked in vain.
"Princess."
The sound of chasing the rain came from outside.
Lin Feiwan handed over the dim sum to his subordinates and took it to the main courtyard, and he returned to Haitang Xuan with the rain.
"What did you find?"
Closing the door, she asked eagerly.
"Princess, my subordinates found out that Hu Yanzheng had contacted Zhao Tingting many times before, saying that it was a purchase of things and relatives, and I don't know if there were other intersections in secret, and my subordinates also inquired that on the day of your accident, someone saw Zhao Tingting enter the restaurant."
Xing's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then when did she leave?" ”
Chasing Yu shook his head, "This subordinate didn't find it." ”
"In addition to Zhao Tingting, Hu Yanzheng has also intersected with other women?"
"There are no other women except maids."
"I see, you can do something for me."
"Princess, please command."
"Like last time, I went to Zuifeng Building in disguise to order a "dark cloud covering the sun" and went to Tianzi No. 1 room. ”
"Yes."
The other side.
After visiting Huyanzheng, Xue Chengche came to a teahouse.
"Your Highness, my young lady is waiting for you on the third floor."
A maid in a hood whispered.
A flash of displeasure flashed in Xue Chengche's eyes, and he still maintained a warm smile on his face.
"Your Highness."
As soon as the door opened, a delicate figure ran over and plunged into his arms.
Xue Chengche turned his head in disgust and helped the person up.
"Lin Feiwan turned out to be Shen Yi's junior sister, last night her father invited her to the palace, and today Hu Yanzheng is already very good."
"What, this damn bitch!"
Zhao Tingting's beautiful eyes were full of anger and viciousness, and her jade hand smashed into a fist on the table.
If it weren't for Lin Feiwan, how could she have fallen into such a situation.
Her life was ruined by Lin Feiwan, but she hated that woman......
She hates, she can't wait to break people into pieces.
A mouthful of silver teeth almost crushed.
"Your Highness, I still have a plan, Zhun Baohu Yanzheng will continue to die for me, but I want you to promise me one condition."
A hint of playfulness appeared in Xue Chengche's eyes, "Oh, what conditions?" ”
Zhao Tingting gritted her teeth: "I want to torture Lin Feiwan to death with my own hands!" ”
Xue Chengche's narrow eyes narrowed.
Lin Feiwan, a woman, is undoubtedly a good help to him, but compared to Zhao Tingting at this stage, it is still a step worse.
At present, it is natural to appease Zhao Tingting, a fool.
"Okay, this temple promises you, can you talk about your plan now?"
Zhao Tingting's face turned red, she tilted her waist and sat in his arms, and her hands climbed onto the man's shoulders.
"Your Highness, Hu Yanzheng has lost the ability to receive the sect, and now he has no heirs in the harem, guess what will happen if I get pregnant?"
Xue Chengche glanced at her approvingly, "Good strategy." ”
Zhao Tingting leaned closer, her index finger circled the man's body.
"But Your Highness, pregnancy is not up to anyone else."
The sound made Xue Chengche feel sick for a while, and he had to pretend to be happy on his face.
He hooked Zhao Tingting's chin and tore a strip from her shirt to cover her eyes.
"The main temple is happy to serve."
"Then when is Your Highness going to bring Lin Feiwan to me?"