Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

I couldn't help but smile when I saw such a mobilizing crowd, but in order not to worry everyone, I still sat down honestly, let the medical officers check, listened to everyone's discussion and dispensing, and then studied the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor. Prescriptions and ointments.

When the conclusion reached was the same as that of the imperial doctor, the tense expressions of everyone came to an end.

I haven't seen how badly my face was hurt until now.

I pointed to the servant and said, "Go get the bronze mirror."

After hearing what I said, the servant raised his eyes to look at Hua Wuyan and Fu Sheng, seeing that they did not object, he turned around and went to the dressing table to fetch the bronze mirror.

At this glance, I just now knew why my uncle was so furious, why Hua Wuyan's eyes were as cold as ice and wanted to kill someone, and Fusheng's motivating people.

On the left cheek, there is a cut, half-finger-long red mark.

Women's appearance is the most important. Even though I know that my appearance is not outstanding, I have never paid much attention to these appearances, but seeing this half-finger-long injury on my face, I still feel very awkward.

I was just trying to put on a show, but I didn't expect to be actually scratched by her armor.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had a pause in my head, I turned my head to look at Hua Wuyan and Fu Sheng, "Armor is something that a concubine deserves, she has not been entrusted with a rank, why would she wear it?"

I was in a hurry just now, and when I think about it now, I just thought of this.

Also, even though she knew that I didn't like her, she never dared to talk to me like this. Suddenly, who gave her the courage.

Fu Sheng and I said, "Quickly ask the people in the palace to investigate Zhou Rong."

Fusheng looked at me, then at Hua Wuyan, and finally left without saying a word.

After everyone retreated, Yijing carefully wiped the ointment on my wound, feeling icy cold for a while.

"Princess, today's servants are acting impulsively..."

I knew that Yijing would definitely blame herself and blame her for this matter.But I smiled and took her hand, "Of course I don't blame you for today's incident, but your slap made me quite happy."

Yijing was holding my hand, and was startled when he heard what I said, "Really?"

Hua Wuyan has been watching Yijing rubbing the medicine for me, and he smiled helplessly while listening to the conversation between the two of us.

After applying the medicine, I didn't feel any pain anymore. Although the transparent ointment was rubbed on the face, although it didn't look awkward, it still didn't look very good.

I looked at myself in the mirror, laughed at myself, looked at Hua Wuyan and said, "Today's matter seems to be a bit of a loss."

At this time, I heard a faint voice coming from outside the hall, before I entered the side hall, I heard her voice kept saying, "Princess, princess..."

As if maybe it was because she was walking in a hurry, a few strands of hair on the sideburns also fell down, I looked at her and replied, "Can I still run away?"

Wan Wan seemed to be joking with me unintentionally, and stepped forward in two tight steps, standing in front of me and carefully looking at the wound on my face.

"The princess entered the palace, how could she be injured?"

I felt a little awkward being stared at by her all the time, so I smiled and let her sit down before I said, "It's a long story..."

As if hearing what I said about what happened in the palace, she said angrily, "That Zhou Rong, how could she be so bold? After so many years, who ever said something harsh to the princess when she was up to Emperor Shengdezu? Even the Holy Majesty has favored the princess in every possible way, this Zhou Rong is really rude and bold,