Her head felt like it was exploding, and it hurt terribly. Every bone in her body seemed to have been reassembled. She raised her hands and rubbed her temples desperately, and then slowly opened her eyes.
What came into view was an antique gauze curtain, a classically carved mahogany bed, exquisite and elegant blue and white porcelain, and - if she read it correctly, it was a costume that only appeared in costume TV dramas, the little girl with two buns.
The girl has a round face and a pink blush that spreads naturally on her cheeks. She looks delicate and cute. She is wearing a grass-green jacket, a pine-colored Confucian skirt, and a light-colored green dress with silver threads.
His belt is tied with a red tassel pendant.
She came over with a plate in her hands, and when she opened her eyes, she was first shocked, and then stood aside trembling.
"Princess, you're awake." Her tone was gentle.
Fang Qing always had an excellent memory. She was sure that she had never seen this girl before and did not know her at all. Why did she call her Princess.
She tried hard to prop up her bones and tried to sit up from the bed, but found that her legs could not move at all.
Her eyes turned cold. As soon as she lifted the quilt, she was immediately shocked by the layers of gauze wrapped around her legs. What happened to her legs?
"my leg?"
"Princess, three days ago, the prince punished the princess for being unfilial to the old prince and madam." She carefully observed her words.
When she heard the princess again, she felt an inexplicable fear. Prince?
Did she hear it correctly?
Fang Qing's expression was shocked, and a quick flash of light flashed in her mind, causing her to frown involuntarily.
"Quick, bring me a mirror!"
"Princess, I will bring it to you right away, but you don't have to worry. The princess's beautiful face is still fine and not injured at all." The girl thought that Fang Qing was worried about this.
Little did she know that she was worried about that bizarre and coincidental incident happening.
She grabbed the bronze mirror, her fingers trembling slightly.
Gritting her teeth, she opened her eyes and took a closer look at her face in the bronze mirror.
She has eyebrows like a crescent moon, eyes like autumn apricots, a little bit of cherry in her mouth, her mouth is not dotted but contains pills, her eyebrows are unpainted but green, her skin is beautiful, her bones are slender, she looks like a classically delicate woman.
Jade beauty.
This is not her, this is not the face that has been with her for twenty-five years.
Who is she in the mirror?
Her face turned pale, as if she realized that a certain fact was being verified.
She clenched her fists tightly, cracking her knuckles one by one.
The girl trembled all over. "Princess, are your legs feeling uncomfortable again? I'll ask the doctor to come over right away." The girl was anxious to run out.
Fang Qing reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Who am I? Who am I?" she shouted excitedly.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?" The girl burst into tears from the pain.
"Who am I? Tell me, who am I?" Her head was about to explode. It hurt so much, as if a sharp blade was scraping her bones one by one.
"Princess, you, you are Princess Ning, the third daughter of Prime Minister Ruan of the Luoyue Dynasty - Luan Yuqing."
Princess Ning? Luan Yuqing?
"No, I'm not some damn Princess Ning, and I'm not some Luan Yuqing, I'm Fang Qing, I'm Fang Qing -" A look of madness flashed in her eyes.
The girl ran out in fear. As she ran, she yelled to get away.
"No, the princess is crazy. The princess is crazy. Doctor, where is the doctor? Come quickly."
ah--
Fang Qing had a splitting headache and smashed everything around him that could be smashed.
The eyes are full of mess, debris on the ground, cold, shining with a sharp cold light.
A pair of exquisite white boots slowly approached. Fang Qing, who was keen, suddenly raised his eyes and met a pair of cold and deep black eyes.
"What tricks are you planning to play this time?" He reached out and grabbed her chin.
The force that seemed to crush her jaw made Fang Qing's eyes become dangerous and dark.
She stared at him coldly, meeting his sharp eyes without fear. "Who are you?"