Beigong Tengxiao was horrified, and immediately turned over to lie down, raised his hand to hold her shoulders, and said: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chu Jiaoli gritted her teeth and stretched out her hands to push him away. Seeing how hot and cold he looked, she suddenly became upset and angry.
She raised her hand and stroked the copper plate hanging around her neck, took it off angrily, and threw it out of the window.
In an instant, she tried to take out the butterfly ring on her left hand, but it was stuck a little tight. Her fingers felt burning pain, and her eyes were filled with tears. She didn't know whether she was crying in pain or out of grievance.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned, held her hand with a warm hand, and said: "You are not allowed to belittle the things I have given you."
"Why are you putting your things on me? Go and give them to her!" Chu Jiaoli's voice was filled with a strong cry, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse. The stinging sensation made her vision blur, and she was in pain.
He hissed, holding his fist against his temple.
Her body suddenly hung in the air. Beigong Tengxiao picked her up and put her back on the bed. He raised his hand and touched her forehead, but there was no fever.
"Come here, make a bowl of soothing medicine." Beigong Tengxiao raised his voice.
"I'm fine." Chu Jiaoli's clenched teeth were trembling a little, small beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she still said harshly.
Bei Gong Tengxiao sighed softly, reluctant to say any cruel words for a while. He lowered his eyebrows, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeves, carefully wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, and said softly: "Let's rest for a while.
Come on, I will ask Jinglan to take you back to the side concubine palace, and then ask the doctor to take a look at you."
Listening to his gentle voice, Chu Jiaoli's eyes were instantly filled with mist. She bit her lip, remained silent for a while, and said, "Don't be like this."
Beigong Tengxiao wiped her hand and paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What kind? Will it hurt if I touch your head?"
"No..." Chu Jiaoli's voice was very low. She sniffed and said, "Stop being gentle to me." She sighed sadly and said, "Don't let me mistakenly think... I am gentle to you."
It's very important. I would rather you ignore me and hate me as before. Your kindness should never be shown to me. Put away your sympathy. I don't need your pity."
Beigong Tengxiao's heart twitched fiercely and he slowly moved his hand away.
If you don’t love, how can you have mercy?
He opened his cold thin lips lightly, stopped talking, then put the handkerchief aside, raised his hand to straighten his collar, stood up, and said: "I have something to do and I have to go out.
You should feel better before you leave, and take care of yourself. Since you are married to me, I have to give an account to Zhongluo."
After saying a simple word, he turned around and left.
The Palace of the Imperial Concubine.
Two maids came in from the outside. The maid named Chun'er carried a bowl of soup and said to Hua Yuejin: "Princess, the prince asked the cook to stew a nourishing soup for you in the dining room. Before leaving, he asked the slave to convey this, saying
Let the princess drink it while it’s hot, it’s nutritious.”
Hua Yuejin, who was sitting at the tea table drinking tea, raised her brows slightly, with a pleasant smile in her eyes. She scooped up a spoonful and tasted it. This medicinal material was a rare commodity, even among those who were favored in Dongling Kingdom.
I can’t eat it more than once a month.
It seems that Beigong Tengxiao really values her more than before.
"Princess, the prince also asked someone to buy jujube paste cakes in the imperial capital. It is the princess's favorite snack shop. He hurriedly brought it back. It is still fresh." Another maid named Xi'er put the food box on the table.
Open carefully, the delicate jujube paste cakes are stacked neatly on the plate.
Smelling the smell of jujube puree, Hua Yuejin couldn't help but frown in disgust. The food she hated the most since she was a child was red dates, and she had never wanted to take a bite.
She glanced around and saw that the two maids still showed flattering smiles. She had to hold back her temper and clenched her fists, showing a faint smile and said: "Your Majesty is really thoughtful."
"Yes, since the time when the princess was brought back to the palace to be a maid, the prince has always been very fond of the princess. No matter what the princess wants, without asking, the prince will naturally give it to you with all his heart. It's really enviable.
Where are the others?" Xi'er said with a smile.
Hearing this, Hua Yuejin frowned slightly, with a displeased look in her beautiful eyes, and her voice was a little lowered, and she said: "Are you afraid that I, the princess, will forget that in the past, I was on an equal footing with you despicable maids? You always remind me of the days.
What is the background of the princess?"
Hearing this, Xi'er didn't seem to react, and her smile froze for a moment.
Chu Jiaoli used to be Beigong Tengxiao's maid, and had a lot of contact with these maids who served tea and water. In their impression, Chu Jiaoli was an ice beauty who was delicate and calm, even though she usually looked like a maid.
She has an indifferent temperament, but she is not arrogant or arrogant towards her maids.
As long as you keep to yourself, you can get along well with her, and you will always respect and love her without being timid.
Xi'er glanced at Chun'er beside her. Both of them looked unhappy. Chun'er quickly tugged on her cuffs, then knelt down with her, lowered her head and said, "I dare not, I hope you will."
Princess, forgive me!"
Hua Yuejin took a sip of the soup, and her arrogance subsided a little. She glanced at the two kneeling people and said: "Get out."
"Yes... I'm retiring..." The two maids stood up and left in a slight hurry.
After leaving the main concubine's palace, Xi'er felt panic belatedly. She looked around to make sure there was no one there, and then she whispered to Chun'er: "Chun'er, do you feel that something is wrong with the princess?
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Chun'er nodded and said: "After the princess came back from the dead, her temperament suddenly changed drastically, as if she was a different person..."
"The prince treats her as well as before." Xi'er's eyes showed a deep sense of disappointment.
"When you meet the princess in the future, you have to be smarter and don't let her find fault again..."
Side Concubine Hall.
As soon as Chu Jiaoli stepped in the door, her eyes went black and she fainted. She was lying on the couch with her eyes closed tightly, her brows furrowed nervously, and she murmured from time to time.
Linglong walked back and forth anxiously, showing uneasiness.
The doctor treating her slowly let go of Chu Jiaoli's wrist and said: "Concubine, the concubine suffered from syncope due to excessive stress. She needs to rest a lot recently and don't be irritated. She can be cured after careful conditioning."
Linglong looked at Chu Jiaoli on the bed with some distress. Beigong Tengxiao must have given her a heavy blow, but heart disease still requires heart medicine. Even if she takes the best supplements, it can still treat the symptoms.
Not treating the root cause...
Could it be that Chu Jiaoli will be imprisoned in this suffocating cage for the rest of her life and remain depressed?
After the doctor left, Linglong knelt down in front of the bed, reached out and grabbed her hand, and said, "Empress, why has your life become so miserable..."
Chu Jiaoli fell into a deep nightmare, and the pain in her head came in waves. A few lines of dialogue suddenly appeared in her mind: "What am I in your heart?"
"You are His Highness, the future emperor of Beiming."
"What am I to you?"
"Master."
"You don't respect me, and you're not afraid of me."
