Chapter 43: Brains
Yongning Hou Mansion, Yuan Zhao was carried into the courtyard and 'woke up' quietly.
Wen Feng and Linglong drove some of the little maids out, and then Linglong couldn't help but dance and compare.
"Miss, you didn't see Zhou Shiyuan's face just now, the slave maid has never seen him like that, it's so funny."
"And the old witch, she probably wants to faint herself."
"Miss, you're so powerful, how do you know they're going to go to the doctor?"
Linglong looked at Yuan Zhao with little stars in her eyes, she felt that her young lady was so smart, one link after another, and there was nothing missing.
She didn't even know when the young lady had bought off the imperial doctor.
Wen Feng probably guessed something, looked at Yuan Zhao worriedly, and said with red eyes:
"Miss, the slave is going to make soup for you."
Yuan Zhao nodded.
After asking the wind, he pulled Linglong, who was still chattering, out and let Yuan Zhao have a good rest.
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These marks would be left every time she went to Rong Ruo and came back, and her body was full of these marks.
Thinking of Imperial Physician Wang's diagnosis, Yuan Zhao's eyes showed a touch of contemplation.
Rongfu is like a bedroom, and the room is filled with a bloody smell of rust and a strange fragrance, which is full of snorts, forming a strange smell.
Rong Ruo, who was dressed in a moon-white plain robe, was half-leaning on the couch, his face was extraordinarily white today, and his lips were becoming more and more red, especially the slight residual blood stains on the corners of his mouth made his whole person look more and more demonic.
Glancing at the red and black things in the bowl, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he took the bowl and drank the contents down, and then his whole person suddenly underwent a strange change.
The fragrance in the room became more and more intense, Rong Ruo's face became fairer, and her red lips became more and more red, like blood.
Even Qingzhu, who was used to serving, couldn't help but be attracted when he saw Rong Ruo's appearance.
Even though he had seen it many times, he was still drawn to the Overseer's face every time.
He couldn't imagine the turmoil that would be caused if others saw the Overseer's face.
Under the lamplight, Rong Ruo raised his neck, revealing a snow-white and fragile neck, like a dying blooming demon flower, showing a sense of brokenness, which made people can't help but want to crush it alive.
I don't know how long it took, but Rong Ruo slowly calmed down.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of red crossed his eyes, looking more and more charming.
"Veil!"
He spoke slowly.
Qingzhu did not hand over the veil at the first time.
Rong Ruo glanced at him impatiently, and Qingzhu, who came back to his senses, realized that he was stunned just now, he was shocked, and hurriedly presented a veil, and then knelt on the ground.
"Please punish the Governor!"
He was a little annoyed, how could he make such a mistake? I was stunned.
However, he couldn't help it, that kind of overseer was not as beautiful as a man, it was a kind of beauty that transcended the boundaries between men and women.
Rong Ruo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said coldly:
"Go down and get twenty lashes!"
"Yes!"
Qingzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, twenty whips are fine, and you can't do it again next time.
Before leaving, he suddenly thought of what happened in the Yongning Marquis Mansion today, and hurriedly told him carefully.
Hearing that those shopkeepers came to the door to ask for silver, the corners of Rong Ruo's mouth hooked slightly:
"It's kind of a bit of a brain!"
When he heard that Yuan Zhao's qi and blood were empty, he frowned:
"Go to the storeroom and get some blood replenishment and send it over."
"Yes, Overseer!"
Qingzhu was about to retreat, but he heard Rong Ruo command again:
"Make today's events a little bigger."
Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "My subordinates understand." β
After Qingzhu retreated, Rong Ruo raised his hand, and Hai Dongqing, who was standing on the railing, flew to Rong Ruo's hand.
Rong Ruo raised his hand and touched its feathers, and then said thoughtfully:
"It's getting more and more interesting."