The emperor is poisonous: the princess on the pillow

Chapter 18 Injured
Ling Zheng glanced at Rong Qingyang's embarrassed and uncomfortable face, as if he hadn't heard Murong Yi's words, he turned his head and looked at him, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised a nice curve.

Because of his few words, Rong Jinyu's brows relaxed, and her heart felt warm.When she came to Prince Rong's mansion, he was the first to defend himself.

Rong Qingyang only felt that his old face was slapped several times, and he felt very uncomfortable.Although Murong Yi is not in court, his temperament is exactly the same as that of the county king back then.The voice and color are sharp and chilling.

"It's true that the king has neglected the little girl." He smiled apologetically, and ordered with a side face: "Housekeeper Cao, didn't the king tell you to buy clothes and jewelry for the young lady, how did you do it?"

Steward Cao shuddered and knelt on the ground, "I know I was wrong, I'm going to prepare now."

"No need." Rong Jinyu shouted: "A few days ago, Aunt Qin generously gave me some supplements. Adding things like Yi Shizi, it is enough. Daddy should save it for the side concubine."

Rong Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and heard her say again: "Father, this concubine has been a wife for more than ten years, so she finally became a concubine, so should Aunt Qin also be a wife?"

Rong Qingyang was startled and nodded slightly, "It's time to confer the title of madam. Butler Cao, there are two aunts in the house, so let's confer the title of madam."

"Yes, my lord."

After Steward Cao went down, he extended his hand to invite again, but Murong Yi refused again.

"This son will personally send Miss Jinyu back to the West Chamber Garden, and visit the palace on the way. The prince will have a drink next time."

Hearing what he said, Rong Jinyu walked over with a smile on her face, supported the handle and said, "I'll push."

Ling Zheng saw a good show, but he didn't take two steps, Murong Yi said again: "Little Wang Zheng should not follow, the west chamber is Miss Jinyu's boudoir, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate for the young prince to go. ?”

Ling Zheng retreated back, and glared at the man in front of him angrily, before he thought of how to fight back, he said in a low voice, "Xiao Wang Zheng should go back and prepare the mink fur, and I will send someone to fetch it."

The corner of Ling Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he pointed at him and said, "Since when did you become virtuous? You haven't learned it, so what kind of tricks are you learning from him!"

Murong Yi raised his eyebrows, "I can't help it, those who get close to ink are black!"

Rong Jinyu looked back at Ling Zheng and chuckled lightly, pushing him towards the west chamber.

Ling Zheng stared at them angrily, until he lost sight of them, he turned his head to see that Rong Qingyang was still standing there, cupped his hands and said: "It seems that it is not suitable to go out today, it is rare for me to come out, it will cost a thousand taels of money. Here It's not suitable to stay for a long time, I'd better go back to the mansion to heal my wounds."

Rong Qingyang hurriedly shouted: "Where is the little prince hurt?"

Ling Zheng rolled his eyebrows twice, pointed and said: "You old people don't understand the world of young people. Your house is full of smog, and it's time to take care of it. Ha ha, farewell!"

Rong Qingyang saw him swaggering out of the house, and a wave of anger welled up spontaneously.Resentful, he tossed his sleeves and headed towards Concubine Chen's residence.

……

After crossing the arch bridge, she pointed to the front and said with a smile: "That's my West Wing Garden, you haven't eaten yet, tell the cook to cook some good dishes for you later."

"Don't bother, I've already eaten." He turned his face slightly, his hair fluttered in the wind, and the silver mask reflected the white snow, making him look even more mysterious, "How did you learn from him today?"

She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and glanced at her fingers, "Anyway, he despised him."

Murong Yi pursed his lips and said with a smile in his tone, "There is no one who is not disliked by him."

"Does he despise you too?" She lowered her head and asked.

Murong Yi raised his eyebrows, "Is that true?"

She smiled, "He dares to despise you, I will poke a few holes in him next time we meet, and let him despise myself."

Murong Yi suddenly coughed, looked elsewhere unnaturally, and then said, "Just stop here. The West Wing is a boudoir after all, so it would be wrong for me to go."

His eyes fell on her hands, and he suddenly smiled and said, "It's no wonder Mu Qing despises you. The hands of a piano player are quite precious, you should take care of them these days."

She glanced down and put it away and hurriedly asked: "Are you going back?"

"Ah."

"Miss Jinyu, my family's body is too weak to be exposed to the cold wind for a long time. I hope you will understand me." Uncle Fu smiled and walked over to turn his wheelchair around.

Rong Jinyu nodded and watched him leave before returning to the attic happily.The maids in the room stared dumbfounded at the boxes of jewelry in front of them.Seeing her come back, they all saluted and said hello.

"Miss, this is from Yi Shizi." Ning Xiang put down the pearl and ran over joyfully.

Looking at those things, Rong Jinyu pursed his lips and said, "Take these silks and satins to make a few sets of clothes, and put the rest in the storage room."

"Follow Miss's orders, Miss is finally treating me well. You guys come here, put these things in the storage room, and lightly." Ning Xiang commanded the servants with a rather elder sisterly demeanor.

Not long after, Fu Bo brought her a high-quality piano in his arms.

She was so happy that she stroked it a few times, "Is this really what Shizi Yi gave me? Does he have anything else to say?"

Uncle Fu nodded, "Your Majesty said, since Miss wants to learn how to play without a piano, so I sent one here, I hope you like it."

"I like it, of course I like it, as long as it is a gift from him, I like it." Rong Jinyu couldn't put it down, seeing Uncle Fu was leaving, he ordered Ning Xiang, "Hurry up and send Uncle Fu."

For the past two days, she smoked her hands and feet with wormwood every day, and soaked her hands in salt water.

In the past two days, all the servants who passed by the West Wing Court could hear her piano sound, so intoxicated.

Just after midnight, Rong Jinyu was tired, so she put away the bamboo scrolls and blew on the candles, the room was pitch black.In the silent night, the moon hangs on the treetops, the cold wind howls, and the branches rub against each other.

Suddenly, there was a sound.

She opened her eyes in an instant, and just as she stood up, a black dress flashed in front of her eyes, and touched her acupuncture points.

"it's me!"

He had a bit of forbearance in his voice, as if he had been seriously injured.But she could tell that it was Mu Qing's voice.

He leaned slightly and fell directly towards her.

Rong Jinyu's face turned cold, and he was directly pressed on the bed by him, and then she heard Ning Xiang's voice call: "Miss?"

She frowned, listening to Ningxiang's approaching footsteps, her acupoints were untied, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm fine, you go and rest."

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, she stretched out her hand to push Mu Qing, only to find that his left shoulder was sticky, so she asked in astonishment, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, I might want you to hide here for the night." He said weakly.

Rong Jinyu twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to push him away, touched his wound, bit his lips tightly, and said in pain: "Someone will search later."

Rong Jinyu couldn't see his appearance, and after hearing what he said, he said in surprise: "What the hell did you do? Why did you come to me?"

"If you don't help me stop the bleeding, I will die!"

Rong Jinyu stared, lit a candle to get water and cloth, but before he could do anything, he heard someone shouting downstairs.

Mu Qing was startled and was looking at her.

When she heard footsteps, she hurriedly hid her things, pointed at him and said, "Come up quickly."

Mu Qing frowned, she stared and said, "Do you want to live?"

He hesitated for a moment before he reluctantly got into the quilt, and then he heard Rong Qingyang knock on the door and shout: "Yu'er, did you find anything unusual?"

She pretended to just wake up, and asked blankly: "Nothing unusual, what's the matter, Daddy?"

"Just a few hours ago, someone robbed the imperial tomb, and the general followed him all the way here, so I came to see if you have any business."

Rong Jinyu glanced at the pale-faced Mu Qing, full of doubts, and replied: "I see, my daughter is normal here, and if there is anything abnormal, my daughter will definitely notify Daddy."

After dismissing Rong Qingyang, she lifted the quilt and frowned and asked, "What are you doing in the imperial tomb?"

(End of this chapter)