"Servant, she is not a servant. In my heart, she is my relative. Ruofei, I hope you will pay attention to the tone of your words!"
I glanced at the two of them lightly, my voice merciless.
"Queen, if the concubine comes to see you with good intentions, what kind of tone are you using? Is this how you treat guests?!" Meng Zihan hugged Wen Ruoyu seemingly unintentionally, but in my eyes, it was particularly strange.
Dazzling, the numbness in my heart has forgotten the pain, and I seem surprisingly calm.
"Thank you very much for your concern, Concubine Ruo. You can rest assured, I won't die yet!" I winked at Xi'er and motioned her to go out. But this girl refused to listen and just sat in the middle of the tense situation and refused to leave.
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"Sister, why are you talking like that? As soon as I heard that my sister was sick, I rushed over as soon as possible. The emperor can testify to this!" Wen Ruoyu pretended to pick up a bowl of medicine on the table and presented it to me.
, a lovely smile.
"What are you doing?" I saw her step forward, took one look at the black thing, and turned away with disgust.
"Sister, I think this medicine is cold. Drink it quickly." After saying that, he pretended to be enthusiastic and picked up the spoon and put it to my mouth.
"I told you I don't drink." I glared at her, and that hypocritical face turned me off.
"Sister, don't hold back. Although this medicine is a bit unpleasant to drink, good medicine tastes bitter and your illness will be cured soon!" After Wen Ruoyu said this, he couldn't help but put the spoon to my mouth again.
"How many times do you want me to say it, Ruo-fei." I pushed her hand away impatiently, looking very ugly.
Wen Ruoyu shook her hand, and all the medicine on the spoon dripped onto the quilt covering me. The black medicine stains gradually spread on the red silk quilt, like a black rose dripping blood.
"Miss, are you okay? Chunxiang, come on, help me change the quilt." Seeing this, Xi'er pushed Ruofei away intentionally or unintentionally, sat in front of me, frowned and stared at the piece.
Wet places.
Wen Ruoyu's face darkened. Originally it was just a gentle push, but unexpectedly she fell to the ground deliberately, falling from the two wooden steps to Meng Zihan's feet. A layer of mist gradually rose up in her seemingly clear beautiful eyes.
Angry, a few tears slowly fell down.
Xi'er and I looked at each other, eyes wide open as we stared at this woman who was so good at acting. If this were a modern day, she might even be able to win an Oscar for Best Actress!
"How dare you push me, a ungrateful girl like you?" Before Wen Ruoyu shouted, a maid she brought came up to me and slapped Xi'er in front of me.
I was shocked on the spot. I didn't expect that the drama on TV was actually happening in front of my eyes, and I, which is ridiculous to say, was the most vulnerable one.
I stood up suddenly, regardless of how heavy my head was, and immediately pulled Xi'er behind me, slapped her twice, and scolded her fiercely: "Hitting a dog depends on the owner. You slapped Xi'er, that's good."
, I will give you another one to make your memory long."
"You!" The maid's eyes widened, staring at me angrily, and she stood resolutely in front of me without moving.
"What? You still want to hit me?! Come here, drag this damn slave down and give her forty slaps." I was so angry that I was shaking and shouted outside desperately.
"Your Majesty." At this time, Wen Ruoyu slowly stood upright with Meng Zihan's support, and gently shook Meng Zihan's arm. Her tearful appearance was extremely endearing.
"Wait a minute, queen, I'm here, it's not your turn to make the decision, right?!" Meng Zihan turned his head and looked coldly at the several guards who came up, his handsome face as cold as ice.
"Sister, Xiaohong is not sensible. You have a lot of skills. Didn't you slap her twice in the face? Don't argue with her!" Wen Ruoyu said softly and quietly pulled the maid down.
"Are you saying that I hit her wrong?!" I angrily walked down and stood in front of her and Meng Zihan, with a bloodless face.
"Sister, why bother? I'm just talking." Wen Ruoyu's voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke, and she secretly shook Meng Zihan in front of me.
"Okay, I'm just a slave. Why are you arguing? Queen, don't be too aggressive!" Meng Zihan stared at me impatiently and shouted, without any warmth in his eyes.
"Slave? You said Xi'er is just a slave?!" I staggered back a few steps, my vision gradually blurred, and tears seemed to roll down uncontrollably. My voice was trembling and weak: "Meng Zihan, I am today In front of you, I solemnly tell you, and also warn some people, Xi'er is my sister, not a slave! If it weren't for me, would she have entered the palace? If it hadn't been for me, she would have been married by now. As a wife, live a happy life! I have never been willing to touch her with a finger, but, you, a maid, dare to hit her in front of me! What is this? Is this for? Insult me?! Insult me, the queen who has lost her destiny?!"
Meng Zihan was suddenly startled, his livid face gradually softened, and looking at my tearful eyes, he felt a little at a loss.
"Yan'er, that's not what I meant. Don't get me wrong." He suddenly stepped forward and put his arm around my shoulders. His expression was very complicated, as if he was grasping something that was about to be lost. There was unbearability and pity in his eyes. , I have no regrets...
"Go away, I don't want to see you again! Get out of here!" I pushed him away, stumbled back a few steps, pointed at the door, and yelled at the top of my lungs. I exhausted all my strength, but I couldn't help but complain. Cut off all emotions.
"Queen, you are getting more and more presumptuous! How dare you tell me to get lost?" Meng Zihan's slightly sad expression was instantly wiped away, and his eyes cast two cold lights.
"Then what should I say? Your Majesty, please go slowly, or? Welcome to come again next time?!" I looked at him stupidly, my eyes were empty and dull, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.
"You!" Meng Zihan was furious for a moment. Through the dragon robe, his chest heaved violently, his face turned completely black, and his veins popped out.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. My sister is still ill, so she will inevitably talk nonsense!" Seeing this, Wen Ruoyu hurriedly stroked Meng Zihan's chest, seemingly trying to persuade her. But when her eyes turned to me, she suddenly It's a bit of a show off.
"Come here, go and fetch the imperial doctor. I see that the queen is seriously ill!" Meng Zihan said abruptly and rushed out the door angrily.
"Miss, what are you doing? Xi'er knows that Miss always loves me. But you don't have to compete with the emperor..." Seeing everyone disappearing outside the door, Xi'er quickly closed the door and helped me to the bed.
I took a deep breath, gently held her hand, with tears in my eyes, and although my voice was sad, it was extremely firm: "Xi'er, you are my sister. No matter what time, I will protect you and never let you suffer any harm.”
"Miss..." Xi'er had already burst into tears and her lips were trembling.
"Okay, why are you crying? People thought you were crying in mourning. I'm also hungry after crying for so long. Let's go make something delicious." I wiped away her tears, patted her hand, and smiled.
road.
"Miss, are you still in the mood to joke!" Xi'er turned from crying into laughing, glared at me angrily, and covered me with the quilt again.
"Go, I want to be alone." I turned to close my eyes, my heart was empty, the tears had already flowed away, and all that was left was the waiting.
I have no intention of asking about my figure in your heart
Tired of my debt
in place of someone you love
At this time
My heart is falling like flowers
Suddenly
my sight
lost color
From then on
my life
turned into dust
"Miss, what do you think?" Xi'er brought a basin of hot water and walked in. Seeing me sitting aside in a daze while dressing up, she couldn't help but ask.
"I'm almost healed, you don't have to worry about me." I took the handkerchief and wiped my face. After a few days of cultivation, my spirit was almost recovered. Since Meng Zihan left in a hurry,
He never came again. During this period, the Queen Mother sent someone to deliver several thousand-year-old ginseng. In the past few days, Chenhuan Palace was eerily quiet.