Nangong Mingzhe, who had calmed down by this time, couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw the pretty swollen face of the saint.
"I'm sorry, I...I lost control. How could I hit you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Miaomiao, Miaomiao, hit me, hit me!"
He picked up the saint's little hand and was about to slap it on his face. How could this happen?
It turns out that the saint's name is Miaomiao.
"Your Highness, why don't you help the saint get up and take a rest first?" He was persuading, but he was secretly muttering in his heart, why is this person so unpredictable? It looks so strange.
It was written in the intelligence that the eldest prince Nan Qing was a rare benevolent king, he was kind to the people and would never abuse his servants, but now it is completely the opposite.
"Yes, yes, let me help her up first." Her naive appearance was a bit like that of a spy. The thin saint was picked up like a little chicken and put on the bed to rest.
She was silent throughout the whole process, but Su Yining would look at her more when he spoke.
Perhaps he noticed something was wrong with his condition, so he took out a brocade box from his arms and placed it beside the bed. He said sorry and left slowly.
Seeing Su Yining still standing there, Miaomiao raised her eyes and glanced at him, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her voice was as clear as the tinkling of spring water: "What? You're not leaving yet?"
"Ugly girl? Mad dog? Do you remember?" She stood there without moving, quietly observing her expression, and finally there were cracks on her frosty face.
At this time, the eldest prince had just left and the other maids had not yet arrived, so they had a short communication time.
"Did he ask you to come? Where is he?" At this moment, she had the expression and emotion that she should have at this age, and she shed tears with great grievance.
But in the next moment she changed again, becoming angry and hateful: "Why didn't he come in person? Why? Why?"
Seeing her like this, Su Yining was a little speechless. Is this girl protected too well? Or has her brain been eaten by the gods?
"Because he is a man and can't come in..."
"..." Miaomiao may have thought of thousands of reasons, but she has never thought about this problem. What kind of temple is this? Who can come in except the prince?
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps coming from behind, and it sounded like they were from those nuns. Tsk, I just remembered it now. I saw the saint's cheeks were red and swollen, and she was crying. It seemed that she had been beaten.
Own.
"Get out of here!" A cold shout stunned the mourning mothers.
"Holy Maiden... we, we, really have no choice but to help you!" The old ladies seemed to have a thousand words to say, meaning don't embarrass us.
The expression on Miaomiao's face became even colder, and the coldness in her eyes deepened with a mocking smile: "I tell you to get out! Get out!!"
She was fed up with these people's faces. They had unshirkable responsibility for what happened today. Now she wanted to tear down this ruined temple.
"Wait, you stay!" Su Yining originally wanted to leave with everyone, but now he was stopped again so that he had a reasonable excuse to stay here.
After her emotions were released, she had an unreal feeling, and was confused when she looked at the maid in front of her who was carefully applying medicine to her.
"Did he really ask you to come here?" She nervously grabbed the quilt on the bed, fearing that what she just heard was a lie.
But what can I do when I think about it? She is going to get married in seven days, and she will marry someone she doesn't like...
"Yes, your name is Miaomiao?" Although she heard the eldest prince call him just now, she thought it would be better to confirm.
The eldest prince was so cruel that his face was swollen like a steamed bun and he couldn't even look at it.
"Hmm." Being in the closed environment of the temple all year round made her a little uncomfortable, and she felt confused for a while and didn't know what to say.
The other party is a weak woman like herself, should she tell her to run away together? Since she escaped, the temple's guards have become very tight, not giving her any chance at all.
"It's not good, it's not good! The eldest prince asked the guards to surround the temple." The nun outside exclaimed, and chaos began outside.
Su Yining stood up and looked unhappy. If he wanted to take the saint away like this, it would be very difficult. In fact, there was another way, which was to throw her into space, so that he could get out easily.
But she didn't want to expose the space, so she had to find another way.
Miaomiao's face turned pale. At this time, she could no longer maintain the coldness and reserve of a saint, and her true emotions were exposed. Maybe she had never been a perseverant person and had been relying on pretense to support herself.
"What should I do? What should I do?" The almost isolated life made her very flustered. Before, without Su Yining, she could still pretend to be cold, but now she looked at her with tears in her eyes.
Su Yining rubbed her brows with a headache. The saint should be twenty-two or thirty years old this year. She didn't expect this appearance. The saint in the original work was always noble and cool, and she also looked like this to the male protagonist.
Now it seems that there should be part of the story that was not written in the original work, at least now Miaomiao looks like a normal girl.
"I will find a way, don't cry." I have to say that there is a broken beauty in a beautiful woman crying, and if the eldest prince sees it, he will definitely go even crazier.
After hearing these words, she stopped crying immediately, quickly touched her face and returned to her previous cold look.
Good guy, her face changed so quickly. Before she could say anything, there were footsteps outside the door, and Su Yining quickly stood in the corner with his head lowered.
Unexpectedly, the person who came in was a girl, wearing similar clothes to Miaomiao, with silver bells on her smooth feet, which jingled as she walked.
The girl has an innocent and beautiful face, and her eyes give people a very uncomfortable feeling. Her condescension radiates contempt from the bottom of her bones, which is enough to show that she is a mean person.
"Sister, why did you make the eldest prince leave?" Well, the smell of white lotus green tea slowly opened her mouth, almost making Su Yining rush over and give her a mouthful.
The relationship between the two was not very good at first glance. Miaomiao was lying on the bed and didn't bother to pay attention to her. Even if she didn't reply, the other party wouldn't be angry. Instead, he sat by the bed familiarly and saw a slap on her face.
Yin exclaimed.
"Oh, sister, what's wrong with your face? Let me see it quickly and don't disfigure it!" After saying that, he leaned half of his body on the bed and took advantage of his neck to look at her face.
Miaomiao pushed her impatiently, but unexpectedly she fell to the ground.
"Ouch! Hiss, it hurts so much!"
"Sister, why are you so cruel, wuwuwu..."
The crying sound attracted the nuns outside. As soon as they came in, they found out that this was the case. She couldn't help but scolded Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, she is your sister, how can you do this? Although you are going to be the prince's concubine, you can't help it.
You have to take care of your family and brothers."