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Chapter 143 Are You Dissatisfied With Bengong With Your Appearance?
"Hey, isn't this the county lord of Jingling?"

A familiar voice came, and Song Baoling looked up with difficulty, only to see Concubine Leng looking at her and sneering.

Song Baoling was worried that she would take the opportunity to find fault again, endured the discomfort and knelt on the ground to salute: "Ling'er has met Concubine Leng, and she is auspicious."

"I heard that you were punished by the Empress. It looks...it seems that you were seriously injured."

Concubine Leng looked up and down for a while, then curled her lips and smiled lightly: "I used to think you were quite smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid as to offend the empress, and even avoid your disgusting and contrived cousin."

Song Baoling didn't have the strength to bother her, and just wanted to get out of here, but she couldn't even get up, so she could only sit on the ground.

"Are you dissatisfied with this palace?"

Concubine Leng wanted to take this opportunity to punish Song Baoling. After all, such a good opportunity didn't come along all the time. Even if she couldn't be killed, letting her suffer a little could calm her anger.

Song Baoling only felt dizzy, the person in front of him was swaying non-stop, and the next moment, he fell directly to the ground.

"boom!"

Seeing the person who suddenly fell to the ground, Concubine Leng couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and suddenly lost interest.

"Your Majesty, do you want her to tell Concubine Song, in case..."

Concubine Leng snorted disdainfully, "It's not Bengong who shut her out, even if she dies here, what does it have to do with Bengong?"

"I only hope that she will survive. It would be too cheap for her to die like this."

Song Baoling was just thrown at the gate of Baohua Palace, the wind was howling, no one dared to take a second look even if there were palace people passing by.

In a daze, Song Baoling felt as if he was being hugged, and the cold feeling on his body was gradually dissipating, and there was a familiar smell on the tip of his nose.

But before she remembered who the smell came from, she completely lost consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a strange place.

"Um..."

Song Baoling struggled to sit up on the edge of the bed, and as soon as she made a sound, people outside quickly ran in.

"Linger!"

Jun Tingsheng stepped forward to support her with a worried face, and comforted her softly: "You are still injured, don't move around."

"Where is this?"

"This is the cold palace."

Leng Gong?

Song Baoling looked around, and found that the room was indeed very simple, and only Lenggong was like this in the imperial palace.

"I remember that I fainted at the gate of Baohua Palace. Later, it seemed that Song Baochai had someone carry me in for medicine. Then how did I get here?"

A look of sternness flashed in Jun Tingsheng's eyes, "You were wind-cold on the roof last night, and Song Baochai just asked the maid to apply medicine to you, and no one was arranged to take care of you."

"When I sneaked into your room, I saw that you had a high fever, so I brought you to the cold palace to avoid being noticed."

After listening to him, Song Baoling's memory also recovered a lot. She remembered that Song Baochai had indeed arranged for the maid to apply the medicine on her, but before leaving, she took all the palace people with her.

It seemed that she wanted to take this opportunity to let herself fend for herself, so that even if she really died, Jun Yelan would not make things difficult for her.

"My lord, let the old slave come and give the young lady some medicine."

Song Baoling looked at the person who was speaking, and recognized her as the old nanny who was beside Concubine Qi that day, perhaps she had met once before, and she was not afraid of her.

"Ling'er, let her give you the medicine first, and I'll go see if your medicine is ready."

"it is good."

Outside the house, Jun Tingsheng was watching the medicine stove in a daze, thinking that if he hadn't sneaked into the palace today, Song Baoling would probably have a high fever all night, which might even endanger his life, he was terrified all over.

Empress, Concubine Leng, Song Baochai, anyone who hurt Ling'er can't escape.

"Huh? Are you playing with fire?"

Concubine Qi suddenly appeared at the side, looked at the burning stove, and hurriedly went to pull Jun Tingsheng: "You can't play with fire, it will burn people to death, go, go..."

Jun Tingsheng withdrew his hand helplessly, and explained to her: "I'm not playing with fire, I'm boiling medicine. Concubine Qi, you should go back to your room first."

"Boil the medicine? The medicine doesn't taste good, don't drink it..."

Concubine Qi tugged at Jun Tingsheng crazily, and her voice became louder and louder. In order to prevent her from making too much noise and attracting patrolling guards, Jun Tingsheng had to knock her unconscious and put her aside.

As soon as the old mother gave Song Baoling the good medicine, Jun Tingsheng knocked on the door and came in with the medicine. Seeing Song Baoling's weak appearance, his heart ached.

"The medicine is ready."

Song Baoling frowned looking at the dark soup. She has never liked bitter things, especially taking medicine, which has almost become the thing she fears the most in her life.

Seeing that she hesitated for a while and refused to drink, Jun Tingsheng smiled fondly and patted her head, "Hey, drink the medicine to recover from illness, and then I will buy you your favorite candied fruit, sweet cake."

Song Baoling reluctantly took the medicine bowl, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and drank the medicine in one breath.

The bitter taste in her mouth almost made her spit out the medicine she just drank, at this moment, Jun Tingsheng suddenly stuffed a fruit into her mouth, the sudden sweetness covered up a lot of bitterness.

"Don't talk about candied dates, it made me nervous for a long time."

Song Baoling complained unhappily, and Jun Tingsheng felt relieved when she saw that she was not as listless as before.

"Okay, okay, lie down and rest after drinking the medicine, and it's up to you to beat or scold you when you recover from illness."

"As you said, you are not allowed to cheat at that time."

"Okay, don't lie."

The old mother on the side looked at the two people who were fighting, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile on her face. She stepped forward to help Song Baoling lie on the bed.

Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, Song Baoling fell asleep not long after lying down, and Jun Tingsheng sat by the bed and watched over her.

Seeing that he was so interested in Song Baoling, the old mother asked curiously: "Excuse me for being bold, but the young master really likes this young lady?"

Jun Tingsheng looked at the person on the bed affectionately, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "I only hope that she can live a good life and be safe and happy for the rest of her life."

Hearing this, the old nanny didn't say anything more, she put down a quilt and turned to leave.

It was getting dark outside the house, and the sleepy Song Baoling suddenly shivered, and muttered to himself: "It's cold, it's so cold..."

"Linger?"

Jun Tingsheng stretched out his hand to probe her forehead, and found that she was sweating coldly. After hesitating again and again, he folded his clothes and lay down beside him, holding Song Baoling into his arms.

"Ling'er, don't be afraid, I'll hold you, and you won't be cold in a while."

Looking at the person huddled in his arms, Jun Tingsheng was so distressed that he couldn't help but kissed her forehead.

"Ling'er, no matter what happens in the future, I will always protect you..."

As time passed, Song Baoling gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Jun Tingsheng was worried that Song Baoling would have another accident, so he didn't dare to sleep. He put one arm around her and gently patted her back with the other.

(End of this chapter)