Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 235

Today, in the morning.

When the first rays of sunlight penetrated the panes, a soft beam of light shone on the head of the bed, and the curtains fluttered with the morning breeze.

Abi and a maid were lying on the table in the room, Xueyi leaned against the end of the bed, and another maid was napping on a chair. Everyone was tired, and the birds were chirping and singing in the treetops outside the window.

The door opened gently, and one of the maids in charge of the night watch walked in with a basin of water yawning.

After a while, a joyful cry woke up all the sleeping people in the room: "Great! The little princess no longer has a fever!"

Everyone didn't dare to sleep deeply, so they sat up suddenly and woke up.

"Really! Let me see! Let me see!" the maids screamed happily.

"Oh! It's really not burning!"

"Great, the little princess is saved!"

Everyone retreated a gap, Xue Yi sat on the edge of the bed and felt Shu'er's forehead, and then took Shu'er's pulse.

"Abi, push Shu'er's clothes away, and roll up your sleeves." Xueyi said while listening to her pulse attentively, Abi did as Xueyi said nimbly, Xueyi carefully looked at the affected areas, I saw that the abscesses had all come out, and some of them showed signs of forming coffee.

The hand on Shu'er's wrist trembled slightly uncontrollably, and everyone looked at Xue Yi fixedly, with uncontrollable joy on their faces, but seeing a layer of mist slowly floating in Xue Yi's eyes, the expression on her face turned pale. Gradually, the color of surprise began to rise, and everyone dared not even breathe, holding their breath lightly and not daring to disturb.

"Very well, the fever has subsided, there is coffee in the affected area, and the diarrhea and vomiting are much better." Xue Yi suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and said in a heavy, slow and steady tone, before she could finish speaking, The room was full of joy.

Xue Yi looked at Shu'er for a long time and couldn't control herself.

These days, Shu'er was dying several times, and even lost her pulse for a time. She also doubted her ability and judgment several times. Fang Zi changed and changed as her condition changed. Every step she took was a difficult decision. .

Seeing a little bit of hope rising, she felt a great bitterness stirring in her heart, which made her want to cry.

She looked at their joy and said with a smile: "Although the situation has improved, we still can't take it lightly. We won't be out of danger until all the sores have healed and Shu'er's concurrent illnesses have improved."

Someone laughed and said, "Now it's getting better, that is to say, there is hope for a cure! The little princess will be safe and sound!"

"Yes, yes! I believe that the little Princess will be fine!"

But Xueyi couldn't be as happy as they were in her heart. She sighed, walked to the window, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in the morning breeze, and there was something deep in her eyes that couldn't be melted away. direction.

There was a slight sinking on the shoulders, it was Abi who took the cloak and put it on with her.

"The princess is thinking about leaving the princess?"

Xue Yi smiled and nodded: "Mo Li is still so young, but I'm not by her side, how can I be a competent mother."

Abi comforted: "Princess don't worry, with the prince here, Princess Moli will be fine."

Xue Yi smiled slightly, thinking about the appearance of Shangguan Fenglan and Mo Li, as well as the unrepentant death.

And at the same time when Shu'er was getting better.

"who!"

Outside the inn, guarding guards blocked the way of the visitors.

"This official, old man, I am delivering firewood, and I came here yesterday." The old man carrying the firewood was wearing a bamboo hat, his back was a little hunched, and he laughed.

The guard guard looked at him for a while, then stepped back and said, "Go, don't stay!"

"Oh, yes, the old man will leave as soon as he gets the money." The old man swayed into the backyard of the inn with firewood.

Except for the guards and Xue Yi, the inn was almost empty and unpopular.

Seeing that Shangguan Chonglian was not there, most of the guards on guard in the early morning relaxed.The old man glanced at the surrounding situation, and with a flash of his figure, he entered the kitchen.

After the time for a stick of incense passed, a maid came into the kitchen with a basin.

"Who are you?" The servant girl was taken aback when she saw the old man, she didn't expect that there would be someone here early in the morning.Subconsciously asked, and saw the old man pressing the firewood, his face seemed a little flustered, then he laughed and said: "Young lady, the old man is here to deliver the firewood."

The servant girl frowned: "Why did you send it so early today?"

"Oh, because I was worried that you would not have enough firewood, I sent it here early." The old man replied.

The servant girl was puzzled for a while, then she no longer cared about the old man, and greeted her with a smile, "It's too much trouble for you, go inside to get the silver taels, the firewood is enough, since you have picked it, you can let it go." It's good here."

"Hey, then, the old man will have Miss Lao." The old man walked out of the kitchen with a smile, and as soon as he turned his back, there was a gleam in his pupils that didn't match his age.

On the same day, the Imperial Palace.

In the imperial study room, Shangguan Fenglan routinely listened to various reports every day.

With a desk full of memorials, Shangguan Fenglan rubbed his temples lightly with both hands, the emerald green of his jade ring fingers imprinted on his smooth face, his tall and beautiful nose bridge and thin lips pursed a touch of coldness.Ru Mo's deep eyes closed into a slit, staring at the memorial spread out on the table.

Without exception, those memorials were all "letters" asking him to return the regime.

Because when he was regent, he beat the young emperor because he was too young and sick to be in charge of the government. Now that Shangguan Hongyu has passed away, this group of people used this reason to exert pressure on him to return the power and recommend those civil and military officials who wanted to seek power. Baiguan' recommended Duan Wang ascended the throne.

He was slightly distracted, and Meng Ran brought a cup of refreshment tea and put it in front of his eyes, and the faint scent of the tea woke him up, and he heard someone below reporting back.

"My lord, the governor of Jiangnan has already replied."

"Well, what did you say?"

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