Thanks to Yu Tianqi's prohibition order, Fang Qing enjoyed seven days of peace and quiet. During these seven days, according to the doctor's instructions, in addition to changing dressings three times a day, she also performed dressings once a day on her own.
Leg rehabilitation exercises.
This is a modern exercise that activates the muscles and bones to prevent leg bone necrosis. Chunxiang was curious at first, but over time, it became normal.
This is how habits are formed.
When a person slowly gets used to ordinary days, repeated exercises every day, and idle life every day, she will forget time and personnel completely.
On this day, after Fang Qing finished her rehabilitation exercises as usual, she picked up a chess book and pointed to the words she didn't understand and asked the old man.
Outside the door, a girl wearing a rose-red skirt and jacket, combing her hair like a girl, stood proudly at the door and shouted loudly like a show off.
"Concubine Jing has arrived."
Concubine Jing? Is she Yu Tianqi's beloved cousin Lu Yijing? Fang Qing's brows moved slightly. It seemed that the quiet days of Ergen were coming to an end.
"Old sir, I'm sorry to bother you, please go back first." She said coldly to the old man with white hair.
"Yes, Princess." The old gentleman respectfully left Lan Xinju.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, the arrogant girl burst into Lan Xinju. She stood in the room, sniffed the air, and immediately pinched her nose.
"Hey, why does the smell in this room smell so bad? It smells so strong of medicine." She took out her embroidered handkerchief and waved it away to disperse the air, her eyes filled with disgust.
Fang Qing's indifferent eyebrows were slightly prominent.
Chunxiang came over with a basin of water, she waved her hand and spread it straight towards the mean girl.
"Hey, you damn girl, where are you pouring this water on?" The girl jumped to her feet and yelled angrily.
"Don't you think the air here is bad? I brought water to clean the air, not for your own good. But you, just a maid, are so delicate and delicate, and are more like a master than a master." Chunxiang poured a basin of water.
He threw it over and the flying water splashed on the girl's skirt.
The rose-red skirt was stained by the mud brought up by the water spray. The skirt immediately changed its appearance, bit by bit, and looked very embarrassed.
"Bitch girl, if you dare to insult me, see how I deal with you." When the girl saw her, she raised her hand and was about to pounce on Chunxiang.
"Presumptuous!" Fang Qing scolded coldly.
When the girl saw Fang Qing's calm and intimidating look, and the cold and threatening force, she was so afraid to speak for a moment.
"What happened? Yu'er." A curling figure came over.
She was wearing a pale pink skirt, which was gorgeous and expensive. The embroidery threads on the skirt were all embroidered with fine gold and silver threads. She had a soft face and a thin figure. She looked like a weak willow breeze.
Beautiful and touching appearance.
It's just her eyes, no matter how gentle she appears, Fang Qing can tell at a glance that she is another woman with different appearances, and her acting skills are too poor.
She made such a conclusion about the landing instrument and stopped looking at her again.
When Yu'er saw her master coming, she immediately became bolder.
"Princess, that girl Chunxiang bullied me, she even poured water on me."
"Chunxiang, you are both servants, why do you treat Yu'er like this?" Lu Yijing's gentle and gentle face showed a hint of coldness.
Fang Qing suddenly pointed her finger and looked at Yu'er. "Chunxiang, slap her on the face and teach her a lesson about her lack of etiquette."
Chunxiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded cheerfully. "Yes, Princess." She stepped forward and wanted to make a move, but Lu Yijing shouted: "Wait a minute!"
"Luan Yuqing, what qualifications do you have to slap my girl?"
"Just because she has no rules." Although Fang Qing doesn't want to cause trouble, she is definitely not afraid of it. It is definitely not a good thing for this woman to come to the door today. In this case, she does not need to be patient. The so-called preemptive strike is better than being trapped.
The kill must be stronger by three points.
"Chunxiang, slap me!"
"Yes, Princess." Chunxiang sneered, and she opened her bow left and right.
Bang bang bang - bang bang bang -
The voice was clear and loud. After Chunxiang gave Yu'er ten slaps, she retreated to Fang Qing's side.