Huang Fengmo chuckled, pulled her over again, and whispered in her ear: "Hey, who said I would definitely marry her? The so-called princess is just for fun."
Yan Ruocheng blinked, and she finally understood the similarities between Huang Fengmo and Huang Chenling. They both didn't take women seriously, but only regarded them as something that they couldn't get away with and couldn't get rid of.
Plaything. She has no right to interfere in his private affairs. It would be better this way. She can directly report to him about Qingboya Feige's letter, and she is not afraid that he will take Qingboya into consideration and rush into the matter.
"Your Highness, I actually have something important to report to you." Yan Ruocheng also whispered in his ear.
"What's the matter?" Huang Fengmo asked lightly.
"that is......"
"What are you doing!"
When she was about to say something, Qing Heya came in from outside the door, stared at Yan Ruozhen's movements lying on Huang Fengmo's body, and said fiercely.
As soon as Yan Ruocheng heard her voice, his face turned pale. She caught him in such an awkward posture. This time, he really couldn't explain why.
She stood up hurriedly, ready to find an excuse to explain to Qing Hao Ya, but Huang Fengmo put his arm around her waist, helped her stand up together, and said nonchalantly: "What can I do, just don't worry about falling."
That’s all. Do you have anything to talk to me about?”
Qing Heya glared angrily at Yan Ruocheng beside him, extremely suspicious that she had deliberately sent sugar water just to stun her, and then take advantage of the opportunity to get close to Huang Fengmo.
From her fierce glare, Yan Ruocheng could tell that Qingheya must be pointing at her with various unfavorable speculations, so he shrank back in fear and slightly asked Huang Fengmo for help.
Huang Fengmo, however, deliberately defended Yan Ruocheng and said: "Shiya, don't glare at Ruocheng like this, she will be frightened by you, and she should be more sensible when she is jealous. Ruocheng is my confidant medical servant, she
He was originally mine."
Yan Ruocheng immediately turned his head and told him with a look like "You're going to kill me if you say that". Huang Fengmo glanced at her sideways, grabbed her hand, and patted it for Qingbo Ya to see.
Qing Heya was not so angry that he couldn't speak for a while. Instead, he smiled and said: "Feng Mo, you just have to be sensible. I won't be jealous of you. My maid told me just now that you have a sore throat when you come back.
Does it still hurt now?"
She deliberately pretended to be concerned and walked over to get between them. Yan Ruocheng wanted to get out of the way immediately and let her stand. Qingboya stepped on Yan Ruocheng's embroidered shoes very accurately, and then
An elbow went straight into her stomach and kicked her out.
"It's okay. Ruo Zhi helped me give me some anti-inflammatory medicine. It's not that painful now. Don't worry. Come here and let me hug you." Huang Fengmo began to pet Qing Hao Ya again.
Yan Ruocheng stepped back knowingly and said: "Then I will go and make some medicinal soup, and I will give it to His Highness later. I will leave first."
"Go." Huang Fengmo asked her to step back.
Yan Ruocheng came out and walked to the corridor, then rubbed his feet that were stepped on by Qingheya and his stomach that was beaten. He murmured to himself: "Don't hit me so hard, I am also a victim."
.This Qing Heya may really like the eldest prince, but the eldest prince plays with a woman so heartlessly, and really doesn’t want to help him..."
After she finished muttering, she walked to the pharmacy to boil the medicine. When it was ready, it was already an hour ago. Considering that Qingheya might not have left yet, she had to ask her maid to send the medicine there.
And she was about to go back to the servant room to rest, and walked to the dark corridor. Suddenly, someone dragged her to a corner, and then she was punched and kicked by several people. The speed was too fast and the shots were too hard. She only knew that she was being beaten.
When people were ambushing her or beating her up, she didn't know where to protect her with her hands. These people were beating her all over her body, and it hurt everywhere.
After those few had beaten her enough, her face was swollen, her mouth was bruised, and her hands and feet were covered in bruises. Those few walked away quite quickly, and she vaguely recognized them as the personal maids of Qingboya.
.
This time, she was really hurt by Huang Fengmo. She moved her whole body in pain and slowly returned to the servant room.
The room was in a mess, all the clothes were torn, and all the medicine bottles were smashed and scattered all over the floor. Even the bed was dismantled and the bed boards were missing.
She basically didn't sleep that night. She didn't have a bed to sleep on, and she didn't dare to fall asleep. She was afraid that someone would rush in and beat her soon, so she slipped out early in the morning to avoid being retaliated by Qingboya.
She went to visit Huang Chenling tiredly early in the morning. Because it was too early, she opened the door from the gatekeeper in the backyard. Her whole body was bruised. She remembered that Huang Chenling's dressing cabinet contained useful gold bruise ointment.
So, he quietly climbed in through the back window of his room, not so neatly this time. He accidentally fell from the window and was so painful that he lay on the ground without daring to move.
Move. She was afraid that she would wake up Huang Chenling.
Huang Chenling was indeed woken up by her. He heard a noise from the tub and guessed that it must be her again. He didn't understand why she was always so sneaky about crawling through the back window.
He came in instead of going through the main entrance. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, intending to take a peek at what she was going to do.
Yan Ruocheng got up from the ground, leaned her head behind the screen, and took a peek to see if he had been woken up. When she saw that he was still sleeping peacefully, she let out a long sigh of relief.