This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 253 She's Sick
Was the legendary Chu Jiaoli such a vexatious little girl?
She pursed her lips, forced a far-fetched smile, took a step back, and said, "Princess, Huanli is just the princess who represents Zhongluo and Beiming's marriage. It's not that the prince is looking for it specially. I hope the princess will not be offended."

Seeing Chu Jiaoli flinch, Hua Yuejin bit her lips unwillingly, and said, "Forget it, go back and change your clothes."

Not to mention standing here as an eyesore, when Hua Yuejin met her in such a situation when she was in the Sky Palace, she always felt creepy.

Chu Jiaoli nodded lightly, looked at the slender hand tightly grasping Beigong Tengxiao's arm, and said in a calm voice, "Thank you, Princess for your concern, I'm leaving."

After the words fell, she turned and left with a look of despair.

She traveled day and night and came here non-stop, and what she saw was that Beigong Tengxiao and "Chu Jiaoli" were gluey and happy.

Beigong Tengxiao looks fine, there should be nothing serious, her worry is unnecessary, it's really ironic...

The Palace of Imperial Concubines was built in the Imperial Palace, but they were not nominated, so Chu Jiaoli could be regarded as having a place.

Linglong, who had been sweeping the floor in the other courtyard, was also transferred back to the side concubine hall to serve her because of Chu Jiaoli's return.

Chu Jiaoli was sitting in the hot tub, hugging her knees like an insecure child, her pale face had gradually warmed up, her glazed peach eyes were not as fresh as before, as if they were missing a part Nice gloss, looks sad.

Linglong wiped her rain-drenched face with a handkerchief, she couldn't help but frowned in distress, and said: "Your Majesty, don't keep silent, this servant is worried, this servant knows that your Majesty has been wronged, there is no one here, you can cry if you want. "

She saw with her own eyes Chu Jiaoli's palpitations, admiration for Beigong Tengxiao when she was in the Prince's Mansion, and the beauty of the beginning of love, just like a dream.

He thought they would be able to achieve a positive result, but halfway they killed a woman that Chu Jiaoli would never win.

The impression of Chu Jiaoli was a girl who dared to love, dare to hate, and was outspoken. Linglong had never seen her so devastated, she endured it, aggrieved, her white lips seemed to be biting to bleed.

Her words seemed to break through Chu Jiaoli's last line of defense, and tears poured out like a dam bursting, crying like a child: "Linglong, what did I do wrong? What should I do?"

Linglong embraced the helpless woman in her arms, and said, "Your Majesty, you still have a servant, and the servant will take good care of you!"

Chu Jiaoli's eyes were clouded with tears, and fate made such a big joke on her, so what is her existence now?What are her memories with Beigong Tengxiao?
She can't forget his tenderness, the warmth of his embrace, and his thoughtful care, all of which are gone now, and he won't give him a single ounce...

Linglong patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, seeing that she had lost her voice, she frowned lightly, and said, "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Inadvertently touching her cheek, Linglong was startled suddenly: "Oh my god, it's so hot! Madam, do you have a fever?! Come, come!"

Biluo Palace.

Beigong Tengxiao draws a brush on the scroll on the rice paper, the beauty is dressed in a smoky Tsing Yi, and her black pupils are gentle and moving.

Not long after Chu Jiaoli returned to her room, Beigong Tengxiao also absent-mindedly returned to her bedroom.

He looked at the woman in the painting in a trance, and since the moment she came back, his breathing was throbbing.

Before the matter was clarified, he had to squeeze his lips tightly and swallow her identity into his stomach.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has a high fever. She seems to have had a fever for several days before she fell ill." Jing Yue reported anxiously.

Beigong Tengxiao's breathing was stagnant, he was clenching his teeth, he was still walking around when he was sick, just now he was drenched in such a heavy rain, is he going to die? !
"Why don't you ask a doctor to treat her?!" Beigong Tengxiao shouted angrily.

Jingyue lowered her head and said: "This subordinate will report to the lord as soon as possible. He is already undergoing diagnosis and treatment. The best doctor is invited and the best medicine is prepared. Don't worry, lord."

Beigong Tengxiao only felt the swelling pain in his temple. He sneered at himself, raised his hand and rubbed the acupuncture point, and said, "Don't worry? How can you rest assured this king!"

Jingyue frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression: "My lord, don't get confused, the better you treat your empress right now, the more dangerous your empress will be."

Beigong Tengxiao only felt a bitterness in his throat, and said: "This king is ruthless to her again, how uncomfortable it will be for her..."

Jingyue sighed lightly, and said: "If the prince is worried, his subordinates will send the servants away after midnight, and the prince can secretly go to see the empress."

"En." Beigong Tengxiao replied heavily.

Zhengfei Hall.

"What? Sick?" Hua Yuejin frowned, and with a "bang", she forcefully put the teacup on the table, and said coldly, "It's really time to be sick."

Yu'er, the maid who reported to her, nodded and said, "Yes, Ma'am, as soon as she sees Madam, she wants to show off..."

Hua Yuejin glanced at her and said, "Then the prince went to see her?"

She turned her eyes, Beigong Tengxiao left her behind Chu Jiaoli not long after she left, and now Chu Jiaoli is seriously ill again...

Yu'er shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness never cared."

Hua Yuejin paused for a moment, her eyes lit up, and said, "Really?"

"Your Majesty, this is given to you by the prince." Another servant girl came in from the house, holding a bowl of ginger soup in her hand, and said, "The prince said that it has been cold recently, so he specially ordered the cook to make a bowl of ginger soup for the empress. cold."

Hua Yuejin looked at the bowl of hot ginger soup and raised her eyebrows: "Did the prince send it to the side concubine?"

"No, only the empress alone."

Hearing this, Hua Yuejin immediately beamed with joy, her beautiful eyes revealing an unconcealable smugness, that Zhonggong Huanli is just a defeated subordinate, after staying in the deep palace for so many days, how could she not guess what a woman is thinking?However, she was very satisfied with Beigong Tengxiao's attitude!

It was night, the candlelight was faint, the rain outside the house was unabated, accompanied by bursts of thunder, it was very depressing.

Linglong was intoxicated by the ecstasy incense, and fell unconscious on the table.

Beigong Tengxiao quickly stepped through the door and entered the room, looking at the woman with her eyes closed tightly on the bed, her heart ached.

He pursed his thin lips, sat on the edge of the bed, took off the wet veil from her forehead, raised his hand to caress her forehead, it was terribly hot.

Chu Jiaoli frowned worryingly, as if she was talking in her sleep, she murmured not knowing what to say, tears kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes, looking worried.

Beigong Tengxiao personally changed the veil for her, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and sighed heavily.

"Brother Tengxiao..." Chu Jiaoli's voice was unnaturally hoarse, and she didn't know if it was because of illness or crying too much.

He quietly stared at her worried face, looking at the hot medicine on the table, Linglong seemed to be waiting for it to cool down before drinking it for her.

He picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a mouthful with a spoon, and gently blew on his lips. His lips touched the temperature, and slowly fed it into her mouth.

(End of this chapter)