Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 385
Qin Ziqin said: "Is it true?" He lowered his head and murmured, "So the reason why the Ninth Prince asked me to come is for me to persuade my sister? Also, the Ninth Prince is so powerful, how can he only marry One?"

Liu Qingqing nodded again and again, "Yes, young master, if this one hadn't been ill, the Ninth Prince would have married a long time ago, please persuade Princess Pingle well, and let her not be jealous and lose face."

Well, she turned her words and took advantage of his daze, and finally stood on the upper hand. She uncorked the bottle and sprinkled it on Qin Ziqin's face... Hmph, this time, he must completely die!

What is in the bottle is the powder of Fenhuangcao. Once it is sprinkled on the face, it will make the face sting, and the face will be swollen like a pig's head.

She made him swear a poisonous oath that he would never pester her again, so she wrote down the prescription and asked him to scrub with traditional Chinese medicine, which relieved the swelling and pain on his face!
Those who are good at medicine will naturally use some means to protect themselves!
This Qin Ziqin is so annoying.

The same goes for his younger sister, who coaxed the Ninth Prince to treat her favorably!

At any rate, it was her first time to do it, so she closed her eyes, unable to bear to look at each other.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt the wind blowing towards her face. Accompanied by the wind, there was a burning pain on her face, and Qin Ziqin's scream, "You, you really lied to me. You are so vicious. It's nothing more than watery flowers, and I want to poison my ex-lover to death!"

He fanned it straight with his sleeve, and sent the powder towards Liu Qingqing.

Liu Qingqing was so angry that he almost fainted. The stinging pain on her face made her realize that the powder had been slapped back by Qin Ziqin, and it all fell on her body... She barely managed to hold on, so she couldn't pass out. If you faint, you will be in big trouble!
She hurriedly took out the ointment from her bosom, and wanted to rub it on her face, but this bastard snatched it away, saying: "What do you want to do? You are ashamed, want to take medicine and commit suicide?"

What kind of brain is he!

You are the one who wants to commit suicide, and your whole family wants to commit suicide!

Liu Qingqing only felt that both sides of her cheeks were swollen, no good, if she didn't apply the medicine quickly, her face would be ruined.

She stretched out her hand and said, "Quick, give me that medicine!"

Qin Ziqin jumped up and said, "No, Qingqing, I don't believe you anymore. You must want to marry the Ninth Prince. There are no other women in this village. I never heard of the Qin family. I said it!"

Liu Qingqing was flustered by this stupid person, her face was even more swollen, and even her throat was swollen, she couldn't care about anything else, she pointed to the east wing behind and said: "Go and see, go and see, just don't worry about anything." I understand, that's Qin Moran, the eldest granddaughter of the Qin family, who the prince really wants to marry! Your sister is just a substitute! If she wasn't sick, who would have gotten your sister's favor!"

She screamed out of fear, shouting out all her guesses for a long time, including her resentment towards Qin Zhi'er, "Your sister is just a concubine, a shameless thing, how can she be worthy of being his wife?" concubine?"

Qin Ziqin seemed to be frightened by her, and his eyes showed disbelief, "Then what are you doing here? You also want to marry together? Be a roommate? Be a concubine?"

Liu Qingqing felt that her face was itchy, and the fear in her heart increased, and she couldn't care about other things, so she said it all at once, "It's because of her illness, and her illness needs me!"

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she pressed her face to the ground and rubbed her face on the grass to relieve the itching on her face.

As soon as Qin Ziqin let go, the bottle of ointment fell to the ground, and said in his mouth, "You really want to marry the Ninth Prince?"

Liu Qingqing ignored him, and quickly opened the ointment and applied it on her face.

Qin Ziqin murmured, "No, I have to figure it out. I'm going to look behind."

Liu Qingqing was only concerned with applying ointment to save her face, but did not stop him.

Qin Zhi'er sang and sang a lot of tricks to Liu Qingqing, cheated out what she wanted to know, and her heart was even colder. Although she walked to the backyard, her mind became dazed. I really want to see, see that Is the woman Qin Moran?

The so-called "no wind, no waves, no waves", since Liu Qingqing can say such a thing, there must be a reason.

She tidied up her mood and went to the east wing.

Hua Zixu followed behind, seeing Qin Ziqin's ability to play tricks and cheating, and he was a little impressed... He really is brother and sister with that wicked woman, passed down in the same line.

Qin Zhi'er dodged towards the East Wing. It was obvious that there were not many servants in this village. It must have been so many years, and there had never been any troubles, so there were no martial arts masters guarding here. Let her go all the way, and came to the East Wing.

When I got here, I could smell a strong smell of medicine.

There are also some floral fragrances in between.

The door of the East Wing is half open, with two or three layers of bamboo curtains, and when the wind blows outside, the bamboo curtains will jingle.

The bamboo curtain is made of high-quality Nanzhu, with some thumb-sized pearls and jade strung on it, which shines brightly when illuminated by the indoor light.

Qin Zhi'er could see clearly that those pearls and jades were all of great value, a door curtain was so precious, one could imagine the situation inside the house.

The people in the room must be protected like pearls and treasures.

Qin Zhi'er's heart tightened up and down, as if being pinched by someone's hands.

After so many days, she thought she didn't care about him, but she didn't expect that at this moment, she realized that she had gradually gotten used to his existence.

It is precisely because of this habit and knowing the result that her heart hurts so much.

She took a breath, walked towards that room, and only when she reached the door, she heard a soft and gentle voice from inside, "Qingqing, is that you?"

That voice was as sweet as honey, and Qin Zhi'er couldn't tell that it was not an intentional sweetness, but a sweet voice that was inherent in the world.

This kind of voice, similar to a baby's voice, but with a bit of the coquettishness of a mature girl, is the favorite of men.

Even she herself, when she heard the voice, a little love rose in her heart.

She didn't dare to go in, she just stood by the door, watching the bamboo curtain swaying slightly.

She didn't expect that one day, she would have such a dilemma.

But suddenly there was a loud noise in the room, and the woman let out a cry.

Qin Zhi'er hurriedly opened the curtain and walked in. As soon as she walked in, she saw the woman leaning crookedly beside the couch, and the wooden tray on the couch for holding the tea cups fell down, causing the cups to scatter around.

Seeing her swaying and falling to the ground, Qin Zhi'er hurriedly supported her.

It was only after helping her that Qin Zhi'er remembered that she was wearing men's clothes now, so she might not be suitable for etiquette.

If she found out that a man had come into the room, she would have screamed on the spot.

(End of this chapter)