Chapter 143 Are you dissatisfied with me like this?

"Hey, isn't this the Lord of Jinling County?"

A familiar voice came, and Song Baoling looked up with difficulty, only to see Concubine Leng looking at her and sneering.

Song Baoling was worried that she would take the opportunity to make trouble again, so she endured the discomfort and knelt on the ground to salute: "Ling'er has seen Concubine Leng, she is very lucky."

"I heard that you were punished by the Queen. It looks like... you were seriously injured."

Concubine Leng looked up and down for a while, then she chuckled and said, "I thought you were quite smart before, but I didn't expect you to be stupid enough to offend the Queen. Even your disgusting and pretentious cousin couldn't avoid you."

Song Baoling didn't have the strength to fight with her, and just wanted to leave here, but she couldn't even get up and could only collapse on the ground.

"Do you look like this because you are dissatisfied with me?"

Concubine Leng wanted to take the opportunity to punish Song Baoling. After all, such a good opportunity didn't come around all the time. Even if she couldn't be killed, letting her suffer a little would still relieve her anger.

Song Baoling felt dizzy. The person in front of her was swaying, and the next moment, she fell directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

Looking at the person who suddenly fell to the ground, Concubine Leng couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and suddenly lost interest.

"Your Majesty, if she is like this, should you inform Concubine Song, in case..."

Concubine Leng snorted disdainfully upon hearing this, "The person who shut her out is not me. Even if she dies here, what does it have to do with me?"

"I only hope that she can survive. It would be too easy for her to let her die like this."

Song Baoling was just thrown at the gate of Baohua Palace. The cold wind was howling, and even if some palace people passed by, no one dared to take a second look.

In a daze, Song Baoling felt as if she was being hugged. The cold feeling on her body was gradually dissipating, and there was a familiar smell on the tip of her nose.

But before she could remember who the smell came from, she completely lost consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a strange place.

"Hmm..."

Song Baoling struggled to sit up on the edge of the bed. As soon as she made a sound, people outside quickly ran in.

"Ling'er!"

Jun Tingsheng stepped forward to support her with a worried look, and comforted her softly: "You are still injured, don't move."

"Where is this?"

"This is the cold palace."

Cold palace?

Song Baoling looked around and found that the room was indeed very shabby, and only Leng Gong was like this among the palaces.

"I remember that I fainted at the entrance of Baohua Palace. Later, it seemed that Song Baochai had someone carry me in to give me medicine. So how did I get here?"

A fierce look flashed in Jun Tingsheng's eyes, "You caught the cold from the wind on the roof last night, and Song Baochai just asked the palace maid to give you a simple application of medicine, and did not arrange anyone to take care of you."

"When I sneaked into your room, I saw that you were suffering from a high fever, so I took you to the cold palace to avoid being noticed."

After listening to what he said, Song Baoling's memory also recovered a lot. She remembered that Song Baochai indeed arranged for the palace maid to apply medicine to herself, but before leaving, he took away all the palace people.

It seemed that she wanted to take this opportunity to let herself fend for herself, so that even if she really died, Jun Yelan would not embarrass her too much.

"Sir, let me give the young lady some medicine."

Song Baoling looked at the speaker and recognized her as the old nanny who was with Concubine Qi that day. Maybe she had met her once before, and she was not afraid of her.

"Ling'er, let her give you medicine first. I'll go see if your medicine is ready."

"good."

Outside the house, Jun Tingsheng was in trance guarding the medicine stove. When he thought that if he hadn't sneaked into the palace today, Song Baoling would probably have a high fever all night, which might even endanger his life. He was frightened.

The Queen, Concubine Leng, Song Baochai, anyone who hurt Ling'er will not be able to escape.

"Eh? Are you playing with fire?"

Concubine Qi suddenly appeared next to her, looking at the burning stove, she quickly pulled Jun Tingsheng away: "Don't play with fire, it will burn people to death, go away, go away..."

Jun Tingsheng reluctantly withdrew his hand and explained to her: "I'm not playing with fire, I'm brewing medicine. Concubine Qi, you'd better go back to your room first."

"Bake medicine? The medicine doesn't taste good, don't drink it..."

Concubine Qi pulled at Jun Tingsheng like crazy, and her voice became louder and louder. In order to prevent her from being too noisy and attracting patrolling guards, Jun Tingsheng had to knock her out and put her aside.

As soon as the old woman gave Song Baoling some good medicine, Jun Tingsheng knocked on the door and came in with the medicine. When she saw Song Baoling's weak appearance, she felt heartbroken.

"The medicine is ready."

Song Baoling frowned as she looked at the dark soup. She had never liked bitter things, especially drinking medicine, which had almost become the thing she was most afraid of in her life.

Seeing that she hesitated for a long time and refused to drink, Jun Tingsheng smiled lovingly and touched her head, "Be good, drink the medicine to get better. Then I will buy you your favorite preserves and sweet cakes."

Song Baoling reluctantly took the medicine bowl, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the medicine in one breath.

The bitter taste in her mouth almost made her spit out the medicine she just drank. At this moment, Jun Tingsheng suddenly stuffed a fruit into her mouth. The sudden sweetness covered up a lot of the bitterness.

"If you didn't tell me about the candied dates, it made me nervous for a long time."

Song Baoling complained unhappily, and Jun Tingsheng was relieved to see that she was not as lethargic as before.

"Okay, okay, after you drink the medicine, lie down and rest. It's up to you to beat or scold you when you get better."

"You said it, don't lie when the time comes."

"Okay, don't be shy."

The old woman on the side couldn't help but smile happily when she saw the two people fighting. She stepped forward to help Song Baoling lie down on the bed.

Perhaps the medicine had taken effect. Song Baoling fell asleep not long after she lay down. Jun Tingsheng sat beside the bed and watched over her.

Seeing that he was so attached to Song Baoling, the old lady asked curiously: "I forgive you for being brave, but do you really like this young lady?"

Jun Tingsheng looked at the person on the bed affectionately. After a moment of silence, he said softly: "I just hope she can live a good life and be safe and happy throughout her life."

Hearing this, the old nanny said nothing more, put down a quilt and turned around to leave.

It was getting dark outside the room, and the sleepy Song Baoling suddenly shivered and murmured to himself: "Cold, so cold..."

"Ling'er?"

Jun Tingsheng stretched out his hand to explore her forehead and found that she was breaking out in a cold sweat. After much hesitation, he put on his clothes and lay down next to her, and took Song Baoling into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, Ling'er. I'll hold you and you won't be cold in a while."

Looking at the person huddled in his arms, Jun Tingsheng felt really distressed and couldn't help but kiss her forehead.

"Ling'er, no matter what happens in the future, I will always protect you..."

As time passed, Song Baoling gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Jun Tingsheng was worried that Song Baoling would have another accident, so he never dared to sleep. He hugged her with one hand and patted her back gently with the other.
Chapter completed!