"Yes, I'm not afraid if I have a support from a lady."

"Well, you are taking care of Jiang Shaolan here. I'm going back to get something and will be back soon."

"yes."

In a cup of tea, Sheng Zhiyao returned with a small cup of spiritual spring water and handed it to Mei'er: "Feed her, let's go home to sleep."

Mei'er hurriedly took it and fell into Jiang Shaolan's mouth, then covered her with a quilt, packed her with medicine box and prepared to leave.

"Mei'er, why do I think you are a little abnormal today?"

"What's wrong?" Mei'er looked at Sheng Zhiyao with some confusion.

"I think you seem to have a particularly big opinion on Jiang Shaolan. You see, you first knocked her out with a knife, and then asked you to feed the water. You pried her mouth open and poured it in. What are you not having an opinion?"

Sheng Zhiyao raised her eyebrows and stared at Mei'er with a smile.

Mei'er laughed embarrassedly: "Princess, I just think that Jiang Shaolan and King Wu should not be saved, so I should have given him a son or grandson."

"Oh, it turns out you don't like her." Sheng Zhiyao suddenly realized, "But what you said is right, but doctors exist to save people. No matter whether the patient is an enemy or a friend, life is precious."

Mei'er opened her mouth and dared not defend herself.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Sheng Zhiyao stood up, "But if they still want my life, I might as well take his life in order to protect myself."

After saying that, he waved his hand and walked out.

Mei'er stood there for a moment, and suddenly rushed out to support Sheng Zhiyao.

"Miss, I knew that when you said the first half, I thought you were Hua Tuo again and saved the world from danger." Mei'er raised her head proudly after saying that, and then laughed again, "The words that were said later are like my lady."

"That's what I said, it seems like I'm very cruel." Sheng Zhiyao snorted and patted Mei'er on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go home."

"Yeah." Mei'er nodded, and the two walked out together.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Sheng Zhiyao only felt a burst of heartache coming from his right leg.

She couldn't help but bent down and covered her toes.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay," Sheng Zhiyao gritted her teeth and insisted, "Let's go!"

Sheng Zhiyao came out of Jiang Shaolan's room and went to the gate of Prince Wu's mansion to see her off, and there was not even a person to say hello.

She didn't care, but Mei'er, who was following behind, was very angry.

Butler Li had been waiting at the door, and saw the master and servant come out safely and come over: "How is it? But is it okay?"

"Uncle Li, I'm fine. I just sprained my foot and it hurts a little now." Sheng Zhiyao's face turned pale and she barely smiled. "Don't worry, I'll go back and spray some medicine, and I'll just have a rest."

"Get on the carriage quickly, I'll get you some beating wine to wipe it."

"Okay." Sheng Zhiyao responded with a smile and got into the car.

Meier followed closely behind.

The carriage from Shenghou Mansion slowly left, and Butler Li looked into the distance with deep eyes.

"What did you think the Wu Prince Mansion do?" Mei'er sat next to Sheng Zhiyao and complained dissatisfiedly, "Miss and the others are simply too much. When you ask for it, come and ask for it. No one cares about us if you save it, and there is no cup of tea."

Sheng Zhiyao coughed a few times, leaned against the cushion and closed her eyes: "Mei'er, do you still care about the cup of tea in their mansion?" ap.

"The lady is not saying that. They are simply killing the donkey and destroying the bridge across the river." Mei'er stomped her feet angrily, "Look, Prince Wu's Mansion doesn't take the lady seriously at all."

Sheng Zhiyao opened her eyes: "Mei'er, we don't need other people's recognition. I only do things that have a clear conscience."

"Miss, neither Jiang Shaolan nor King Wu are good people, so they shouldn't save her." Mei'er was still angry.

"You girl." Sheng Zhiyao laughed and shook her head, stretched out her hand to pinch Mei'er's bulging bun face, "I know you care about me, don't worry, I'm fine, I don't care about these things, either."

Mei'er

He muttered, turned around and took a piece of pastry and tea and handed it to Sheng Zhiyao.

"I don't eat anymore, I'm a little tired and want to sleep." Sheng Zhiyao waved her hand.

Mei'er oh, tidied up her things, then lifted the curtain and observed her surroundings through the window.

Sheng Zhiyao leaned against the couch and her eyes gradually closed.

"Miss?" Mei'er shouted.

Sheng Zhiyao did not respond.

Knowing that she was asleep, Mei'er took out a blanket and gently covered her, then sat outside and drove the car with Butler Li.

"Have you been stumbling in the palace?"

"Where is that?" Mei'er sighed, "I just didn't take us seriously either."

Butler Li frowned: "Then why are they coming to us?"

Mei'er shrugged: "Who knows, maybe the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital are useless."

"So they thought of the lady?" Butler Li sighed, "Hey, this Feng Chongwu is really..." He shook his head and didn't say anything more, "I won't mention him anymore, please stay with the lady tonight, I guess you're exhausted."

Mei'er nodded.

It was already noon when Sheng Zhiyao woke up and found herself lying on the bed, the room was quiet.

Hearing the movement, Mei'er ran in, holding toiletries in her hand: "Miss, I guess you should wake up now."

Sheng Zhiyao rubbed her forehead and asked, "Why am I asleep?"

"You're so tired. You've been tossing all night last night." Mei'er said, soaking the towel and wringing it out and handing it to Sheng Zhiyao, "Miss wipe your face first."

Sheng Zhiyao took the handkerchief and wiped it casually, then placed it between her nose and sniffed it.

Mei'er was stunned: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Sheng Zhiyao smiled faintly, "I just felt a strange smell in the room."

"Oh! It's the smell of the stuttering wine on your feet. King Chen has rubbed the medicinal wine with you and rubbed it. You haven't had any reaction at all." Mei'er curled her lips.

Sheng Zhiyao was silent for a moment when she heard this: "So, has Feng Yuanchen come?"

"Yes! When we came back from the carriage, he was already at the door of the mansion. Seeing you asleep, he brought you into the house."

Mei'er paused: "His Royal Highness Chen looked quite gentle at that time."

"Ha..." Sheng Zhiyao sneered, "Are you sure you are gentle?"

"No, Miss, don't think too much." Mei'er was anxious, "I mean His Highness Chen is very gentle to Miss."

"I know! Don't talk to your prince." Sheng Zhiyao snorted and turned over and sat up. "You don't know that he has provoked Yu Manrou back and is still talking to him. You are still my maid!"

"Miss, how could you get back from provoking her? That's because Miss Yu's self-indulgent. Didn't you see the prince rejecting her that day?" Mei'er said aggrievedly.
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