Fragrance Beauty

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She seemed to be walking in a dark and long martyrdom, with no light in front and no way out. Her soul seemed to leave her body, but the voice in her ear was extremely clear.

"His Royal Highness, what about this person? Your Highness ... Hurry up! It's a trap!"

"His Royal Highness! This is the history of that girl. I didn't expect ... it was dead."

It's Forte's voice. She wanted to open her eyes with little energy

"Fube, she's not dead yet." A somber and sweet voice came from her ear, with an inexplicable peace of mind. Then her cold body fell into a warm and generous embrace.

"His Royal Highness, give up her. This will eventually become a case without a head, and it will never involve you!" Futai bitterly advised.

"Fobo, how could anyone who dare to kill a female officer in Yuanning Palace not have a backsell? What's more, so many people saw Gu here, even if we drop her here, it will be involved to Gu's body!" The voice said again.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness ..." Futai was helpless and anxious, "Hurry up! Someone is here!"

She couldn't hear later. She fluttered consciously, without knowing where to go, but the warmth in her heart was still there.

She sank into the mist again, but just before she sank, a pair of warm hands hugged her tightly.

...

I don't know how long it has been, so long after An Rujin woke up again that he thought he had passed away.

"Wake up?" The husky voice was awkward, like a stone scratching.

An Rujin wanted to speak but had a severe cough. An ugly woman slowly walked up to her and handed her a bowl.

"Drink, you thought you were dead for two days and two nights, and you are about to throw a roll of straw mat out of the graveyard outside the palace." The old woman grinned, exposing yellowish and sparse teeth.

An Rujin glanced at her, and said arduously, "It turns out to be Mrs. Tang."

Mrs. Tang laughed, a pair of triangle eyes flashed: "You girl is really fat. Do you know what I do?"

An Rujin drank drooling, and asked, "Isn't mother-in-law in Yongxiang?"

Mrs. Tang grinned and smiled gloomily: "My wife, I'm going to treat the nobles in the palace."

An Rujin shook his hand, and the bowl fell to the ground and fell into eight petals.

Tang Fuzi did not look at her expression, and slowly bent down to pack up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground.

"What are you so afraid of? You are still alive and well. When you sent it, you were half dead and not alive for two days. The person who sent it did not dare to say what you had suffered, but gave a bag of silver for my wife to deal with at will. "

An Rujin suddenly felt cold. She could not help holding her shoulders. Is that dreamy embrace false? Still she hasn't been sober, so he can only give up on her.

Mrs. Tang took the broken pieces of porcelain and went out and brought a bowl of hot brown rice porridge: "Drink. When you send it in, you can only wake up, but you can't wake up. If the wife didn't guess wrong, your trick is Qianji Does the lady teach you the work of the turtle? "

An Rujin slowly bit his lower lip and nodded: "It's a superficial effort, I didn't expect to escape."

Mrs. Tang hushed two times: "Very shallow work? This work is a very deep way of life-saving. Originally, the wife didn't believe you knew Qianji Lady. It seems that you not only know her and you are very close."

An Rujin was silent.

Mrs. Tang looked at the bruises on her throat. The five-fingerprints on the white neck looked swollen and scary. She smeared her plaster of stasis while she said, "The people who started are not cruel enough. If you increase the intensity a little bit, your entire laryngeal bone will break, and I'm afraid Da Luo Jinxian won't be able to save it."

The cold, stinky ointment was applied to the neck, causing a short sting. An Rujin laughed coldly in his heart. How could that person stain his hands? Fractured laryngeal blood can stain the distinguished him.

After Tang Fuzi finished applying the plaster, a pair of muddy old eyes stared at An Rujin for a long time.

An Rujin asked hoarsely: "Mother Tang wants to ask anything."

"The one who killed you?" Asked Tang Tang.

"Mother Tang, you know too much, I'm afraid there is no good result." An Rujin face expressionless.

Mrs. Tang smiled hesitantly: "I see."

An Rujin didn't know what she understood.

Mother Tang slowly said slowly, "I heard that Wang Meiren's face was destroyed ..."

An Rujin was just silent.

"Oh, my wife is old, and now I do n’t understand why a good beauty can ruin her face. I heard that Wang Mei urged Jin Jiechi to deal with a little female history, but it turned out she had blood mold." .

An Rujin only said lightly for a long time: "Yeah, people who have blood mold still don't bother her. Mother-in-law, don't you?"

Mrs. Tang smiled at her: "Girl, you are terrific. Go to bed and go back in two days. This is a place where even ghosts don't want to come."

She took the run-down door and spoke away slowly.

An Rujin waited for Tang's footsteps to leave, and then collapsed to bed. The bed was hard and cold. A worn-out quilt showed a harsh, musty smell.

She pushed the quilt off uncomfortably, but turned her head and froze. I saw a thick brocade cloak lying aside. She pulled it, so familiar with the black gold rims.

She looked at the cloak with complex eyes for a long time, and then she wearily pulled it over the body and curled up to sleep.

...

An Rujin raised two days and finally recovered his vitality. She didn't know how Mrs. Tang hid her in Yongxiang. She only knew that Mrs. Tang could bring her good food when she ate every day, and some plasters for her.

After two or three days of healing, the scar on her throat finally faded.

One afternoon, Mrs. Tang carefully looked at her wounds and nodded with satisfaction: "Nice, well recovered. You can go."

An Rujin gave a gift of silence.

Looking at the cloak on the bed, Tangzi slowly said, "This thing shouldn't be left here, my wife would destroy it."

Just after the words were spoken, An Rujin had held it in his hand, and said lightly, "I will return this cloak to the master another day."

Mrs. Tang looked at her meaningfully: "Maybe the owner of the cloak doesn't want to be related to you, after all, you almost brought him trouble."

An Rujin said indifferently: "It is not me who is causing him trouble, but his enemy. It is not my fault to speak."

Mrs. Tang smiled hesitantly and stopped talking.

An Rujin returned to the Si Diandian, bathed and changed clothes, and then arrived at Muxiang Temple. In the Muxiang Palace, several palm fragrant women Shi glanced expressionlessly at her, and Yao Yan and Cheng Xing came to greet them.

"Why is An Nu Shi coming back now? Is there too much work in Yuanning Palace?"

"There must be many, otherwise why An Nu Shi came back now." Yao Yan laughed.

An Rujin looked at everything in front of him as if he had passed away. Qiu He looked at her strangely, but didn't speak.

An Rujin saw the confusion in her eyes, and she took Qiuhe's hand: "Sister Qiuhe, I have a few gifts to give to a few sisters. You can take them with me."