Yingluo healed Si Wushang's wounds and saw that his complexion improved a lot. Prince Zheng was proficient in medical skills and naturally had the holy medicine for healing. Now that the wounds have scabbed, he should be fine in three to five days.
Si Wushang was lying on the couch to rest, leaning against the couch and reading the classics. Yingluo didn't like fighting. She had to make herself stronger for the sake of the one she loved. He was confident that he could change the pattern of his previous life.
The room was very cool, but it always lacked some natural coolness. Yingluo put down her books and opened the side window in the distance. The fresh breath floated in from the distance, making her whole body and mind feel refreshed.
A pale pink figure can be seen in the distance, sitting on the steps paved with green bricks under the green shade, crying secretly.
Yingluo frowned, "Zhen'er! Since you're outside the window, why don't you come in."
From the corner of his eye, he saw Wushang, the superior of the couch, sleeping deeply, and there were secret guards guarding him all around. He was not worried about Prince Zheng's safety. Thinking of this, he picked up his skirt and walked out directly.
There was an icehouse on the ground floor and the room was very cool. When I walked out of the room, I felt the scorching sun burning above my head. I stretched out my hand to block the scorching sun.
He came behind Zhen'er with light steps. Seeing Zhen'er's helpless and aggrieved look, he felt very sorry in his heart, "Zhen'er, why are you hiding here and crying on such a hot day?"
Zhen'er cried even more sadly. Yingluo bowed down. Zhen'er hugged Yingluo and cried bitterly: "Miss, Zhen'er doesn't want to get married. Zhen'er just wants to stay by Miss's side and serve her for the rest of her life."
Yingluo frowned bitterly and saw Zhen'er crying sadly. She really liked Ah Mai and said she wanted to marry Yang Bupo out of anger. At this time, she must have regretted it.
Yingluo naturally wanted to fulfill those around her, but on that day Zhen'er made the engagement, even though Emperor Zheng was in the attic, he heard Zhen'er's promise.
"Zhen'er, you and Yang Guardi have an engagement, and the Queen is the witness. If you regret your marriage, you will never be able to marry again in your life."
Zhen'er raised her tearful eyes and looked at Yingluo, "Miss, Zhen'er doesn't want to marry Yang Guardi. Miss, please beg King Zheng to terminate the engagement between Zhen'er and Yang Guardi! Zhen'er would rather not marry for the rest of her life and stay with her for the rest of her life.
Beside the lady."
Yingluo doesn't have much of a good relationship with Yang Bupo, all because he is the prince's bodyguard, "Zhen'er, listen to me, calm down first, I will intercede with the prince on your behalf."
Zhen'er finally stopped crying when she heard Yingluo's promise, "Zhen'er thanks Miss for your kindness."
Yingluo saw her eyes were red and looked tired, "Zhen'er, why do you and I, sisters, have to say such intrusive words? Your eyes are red, it must be that you haven't slept well. Don't think about anything. Just be good.
Take a nap and maybe wake up and everything will be different.”
Zhen'er's eyes were red and swollen. She had not slept well for several days. "Zhen'er, please go back to your room. Miss, remember to plead for Zhen'er."
"Go!" Watching Zhen'er leave, Yingluo's heart felt very heavy. Even if Zhen'er and Yang did not break the engagement, she thought of Amai's words. You can't force a relationship. Only when two people are happy can they be happy!
Zhen'er still felt uneasy after receiving Yingluo's promise, and with a dazed look on her face, she dragged her frail body along the corridor towards the servant's room.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands behind her held her, and their eyes were filled with anger, dragging her towards the forest.
Zhen'er looked at the furious Yang Bupo in fear, her heart filled with fear, "What are you going to do? Let me go!"
"You are just a servant, what qualifications do you have to propose repentance of the marriage! How in the hell do I, Yang Bupo, am not worthy of you?" Yang Bupo was also in the courtyard where King Zheng was. Naturally, he got Zhen'er and heard the conversation between the two.
"I don't like you. Even if I can't get married in my lifetime, I won't marry you."
Yang Bupo's heart was filled with endless hatred, and his fists clenched loudly, "You are so disrespectful, I will help you so that she will never be able to get married in her life."
The overbearing lips kissed Zhen'er's slightly cool cherry lips and nibbled them. Zhen'er felt the nauseating heat and wetness coming from her lips, which was very painful, and she felt disgusted to the extreme.
He didn't like Yang Bupo, he just hated Yang Bupo's domineering attitude, so he bit down hard, and immediately a salty taste spread in their mouths, and a bright red color overflowed from the corners of their mouths.
Bupo felt pain in her mouth and vomited blood. She stroked her bitten lip. Zhen'er was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a pale face. "Don't come over here. If you dare to use force, I will die for you."
Yang Bupo didn't have to marry her, but he just couldn't swallow the bad breath in his heart, "You can die, but you have to remember that you are a member of the Yang family in life and a ghost of the Yang family in death. As long as I don't write a letter of divorce, you
Don’t even think about breaking off the engagement.”
Yang Bupo left angrily, and Zhen'er fell down by the blue silk stone road. Tears of regret filled her tears. She regretted that if she hadn't been impulsive, there wouldn't have been such a bad outcome.
Yingluo returned to the room and saw that Prince Zheng was still sleeping. She felt very heavy. Even though the prince was Yang Huwei's master, if the prince regretted his marriage, there would be discord between their master and servant.
"Is there something bothering you? Why are your brows knitted together?"
When Yingluo heard the sound of Prince Zheng waking up, her eyes widened and she hurriedly stepped forward to help her up from behind, "Why don't you sleep a little longer."
Si Wushang pulled her eyebrows and smiled, "You've had enough sleep during the day, so what are we going to do at night?"
Yingluo was at a loss for words for a moment. He was talking about us. Even though she looked sad, she was still joking, "Your Majesty, Yingluo would like to ask you something. Can you order the termination of the engagement between Yang Guard and Zhen'er?"
However, Si Wushang was not worried at all, and remained calm, "Luo'er, if Zhen'er and Bupo really break off their engagement, you will really watch Zhen'er become your maidservant for the rest of your life."
Yingluo shook her head and said, "Of course not, but Zhen'er and Yang Wewei don't love each other."
"Your guard Amai will never marry Zhen'er. He feels that he is more than just a guard, but I haven't caught him yet."
"Are you talking about Amai? I know, but he has never done anything to hurt me, and I believe he won't."
"He won't do anything to hurt you. I can't be sure that he won't hurt me. His purpose is most likely to be those two things."
Yingluo's mood was more complicated than before. She knew that Zhen'er and Amai couldn't be together, "But Zhen'er is very pitiful."
"Take it easy beforehand. Don't be impatient. I know the unbreakable temperament best. The more you force him, the more counterproductive it will be. If he does something outrageous, it will be too late to undo it."
Yingluo breathed a long sigh of relief, "Okay then!"
Si Wushang saw Yingluo still looking worried, "Okay, don't worry about other people's affairs. Think about the two of us. You haven't answered the question I just asked."
What the prince was talking about just now was what the two of them would do at night? Of course they would sleep at night! But looking at his blurred eyes, he was talking about the bridal chamber.
Blushing stained her cheeks, she stirred the corners of her clothes with her hands, and hurriedly stopped her: "No, you still have wounds on your body, it will open the wounds."
Si Wushang felt happy every time he saw her looking so shy. He wanted to love her, protect her, and make her truly his woman.
The handsome face came close to her ear, "Let's have some pain together tonight."