Murong Yingluo hated the cold and ruthless prince. She had really jumped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den. She absolutely could not sit still and wait for death.
It's just that the wound on her back has just scabbed, and even the touch of light clothes is like countless dense steel needles piercing into the flesh. She can't wear clothes at all, so she can only lie in the room with peace of mind.
Amai has been standing guard at the door. Although he is enamored of his young lady, he has always been too affectionate and polite. Holding the white jade medicine bottle in his hand, he called to the door: "Miss, Amai has brought medicine for you.
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Yingluo originally planned to let her in, but then she remembered that she was naked and said, "Zhen'er, go and bring the medicine in."
Zhen'er quietly opened the door and took the medicine bottle handed over by Amai unhappily. Amai warned: "Zhen'er, apply it every day, and it will be as good as before in three days."
"Yeah!" Zhen'er snorted in displeasure and slammed the door. Ever since she knew that Amai liked the lady, she couldn't see him being nice to her.
Yingluo had already seen through Zhen'er's little thoughts, "Zhen'er, you and Amai had a fight."
"No way, miss, you may be mistaken. This is from Amai."
Yingluo took the jade bottle from Zhen'er's hand and opened the lid. The light fragrance filled her nostrils and filled the room with fragrance.
Yingluo's eyes widened in surprise, and she said in surprise: "Ningxiang Jade Dew! How could Amai have such a precious medicine?"
Zhen'er directly stretched out her hand and took the jade bottle, "Miss, how could Amai have such a precious medicine? Maybe it was given by the prince. You don't know that the prince stayed in the girl's room last night."
Yingluo frowned, wondering how he could be so kind, "Zhen'er, throw away that medicine bottle quickly. Even if I leave scars all over my body, I won't apply the medicine he sent."
Zhen'er bit her red lips lightly. It would be a pity to lose such a precious thing. If the young lady had scars on her body, she would be even less able to win the favor of King Zheng.
"Miss, Zhen'er made a mistake. It seems that the general secretly gave this medicine to Amai. Zhen'er just followed the second lady's order and wanted to bring the young lady and the prince together."
Yingluo believed what Zhen'er said. She didn't believe that the cold King Zheng would be kind enough to give her medicine. Zhen'er was the mother's mastermind, so she could do such a thing.
Since it was sent by my father, he naturally would not refuse, "Okay, you can apply it for me!"
Zhen'er carefully looked at the scar on Yingluo's back. It was strange that the wound was still bleeding last night. Today, the wound has become scabbed. Even the red and swollen edges have subsided. Could it be that this medicine was really given by the prince? The prince applied it on the young lady last night.
Jade dew, otherwise how could the wound heal so quickly?
Yingluo's back no longer had the same burning pain as yesterday, but the itching pain was unbearable and really unbearable.
"Zhen'er, why haven't you applied any medicine? Isn't the wound terrible?"
"No, the wound has scabbed over. I believe that after applying this jade dew, the lady's back will soon be back to its original state." Apply the cool rain dew on her back.
Three days later, the wounds on Yingluo's body were as good as before, but the tender flesh of varying shades of pink left on her body still needed time to fade away.
In the past few days, she could only lie on the bed, feeling a little impatient in her heart. Fortunately, Prince Zheng seemed to have a conscience these past few days and did not trouble her again.
Zhen'er changed into a long white dress with blue patterns woven and dyed on it. It was quiet and elegant. She opened the door, bathed in the fresh air and warm morning light, and felt that her mood was much better.
It would be great if we were in the military camp now, where we could ride horses, shoot arrows, and vent all the resentment in our hearts.
Seeing the warm weather, Zhen'er said, "Miss, the weather is fine outside. Let's go for a walk in the yard."
Yingluo had exactly what she meant, "This is so good!"
Just as he stepped out of the door, he saw Amai standing in the distance with a bow and arrow in his hand and a quiver behind his back. Yingluo ran over with joy in his eyes. Amai knew his thoughts best, but the palace stipulated that servants should not
You are not allowed to carry a bow and arrow without permission.
"Amai, where did you get it?"
Amai didn't say a word and directly handed the quiver and bow and arrows to her hands. Yingluo took out an arrow from the quiver, but it didn't have an arrow. She groped downwards and took out a freshly pinched arrow from the quiver.
Clay doll Yingluo was a little surprised, but then she laughed loudly.
"Ah Mai, I'm glad you figured it out." Seeing the smile blooming on Yingluo's lips, Ah Mai just smiled knowingly, while Zhen'er beside her bit her teeth in jealousy.
Yingluo held the round clay doll in her hand, looked around the courtyard, and finally placed it on the rockery in the flower bed in the distance.
Lifting up her skirt, she held the bow and arrow in her hand, tapped the string with her index finger, and stared at the head of the clay figurine in the distance through half-squinted eyes, cursing in her heart, Si Wushang, you have humiliated me over and over again, causing me to get hurt, I, Murong Yingluo, have
Vengeance must be avenged.
The arrow flew out with a whoosh. Although there was no tip, it still penetrated deeply through the clay figurine's head and stuck directly on the rockery.
Then the first, the second, and soon ten arrows without arrows hit the clay figure one after another, turning it into a puddle of mud and a rotten ball.
Although I felt a little childish, this way of venting was still very effective. I took back the bow and arrow in my hand and looked at Amai, who was still silent, and Zhen'er, whose face was gloomy.
No matter in the past life or in this life, Amai has always been by her side to protect her silently. Ever since she found out that he was the one who put the candied fruit, she understands his thoughts, but she has always regarded him as her elder brother. Now that she is Princess Zheng, she does not care about him at all.
Maybe together.
Seeing Zhen'er's eyes full of resentment again, Zhen'er liked Ah Mai in her heart, so she might as well take the opportunity to bring this couple together.
"Thank you, Mai! I have something to say to you." After hearing this, Zhen'er hurriedly left to collect the arrows on the rockery in the distance.
"Zhen'er, you also left this matter related to you." Zhen'er stopped and stood aside.
Murong Yingluo stretched out her hand and took Zhen'er's hand. Amai realized what Murong Yingluo was going to say?
"Miss, it's better not to say some things. Amai still has things to do, so I'm leaving."
Seeing Amai running away in a hurry, Zhen'er knew that the young lady wanted to bring the two of them together. Zhen'er bit her lip and let go of Yingluo's hand, "Miss, Zhen'er went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you."
In the distance, Bupo was beside Si Wushang, watching everything that happened in the courtyard. He originally heard that her injuries had healed, so he wanted to come and take a look.
Looking at the hedgehog-like arrows on the rockery, the corners of her lips raised with disdain. It seemed that she had a lot of resentment towards the king.
"The king has been away these past two days, and they seem to be living a more leisurely life."