From then on, he never wanted to go out during the Lotus Festival.
He didn't want to see that picture... a harmonious picture of a family, he didn't want to see it.
Because he has never had those.
But... Ling Beibei will like the lively look of the streets outside, right?
"I won't go. If Ling Beibei's health gets better tonight, if she wants to go, let Zhong Jiu follow her." Lian Che pursed his lips and ordered.
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.
He thought that with Ling Beibei by his side this year, the prince would no longer resist this festival...
But I didn't expect that the prince still didn't like this day...
…
When Ling Beibei woke up this morning, she felt weak and uncomfortable.
When I ate later, I couldn't help but vomit.
Ling Beibei knew that this should be related to the antidote she took yesterday, so she could only endure it without making too much noise.
But unexpectedly, the housekeeper still called the doctor. In desperation, Ling Beibei could only let the doctor check her pulse.
Ever since she was poisoned, she has never liked having her pulse checked, not only because she was afraid of being seen, but the main reason was that Ling Beibei knew that every time the doctor came, he would prescribe a lot of painful and deadly medicine.
She drinks.
She really didn't want to taste that taste again.
Sure enough, this time, after the doctor checked the pulse, he prescribed a lot of medicine. The housekeeper asked someone to go with the doctor to get the medicine. The remaining Ling Beibei really wanted to find a dog hole to crawl in, so as to avoid drinking those unpleasant-tasting and bitter medicines.
The damn Chinese medicine!
"Hey, where's the steamed bun?" When she thought of the dog cave, Ling Beibei remembered the only dog in Prince Che's palace, Lian Che's pet dog. Why didn't she see the steamed bun?
It seems that since she came back yesterday, she has not seen the white figure of the steamed bun.
"Miss Ling, Steamed Bun... seems to be having trouble with the old slave..." Seeing her asking Steamed Bun, the housekeeper who was about to leave suddenly turned back and said something difficult to say.
"Having a mood?" Hearing this, Ling Beibei looked shocked. Was Mantou having a mood with the housekeeper?
Did she hear it right? Steamed Bun is a dog, right...
"Yes, Miss Ling." The housekeeper sighed.
"What's going on? Dogs are also in a mood?" Ling Beibei was speechless, but more curious.
She knows that dogs are very smart animals. For example, the little teddy she had raised in modern times was very smart.
But I didn’t know that dogs can also get into moods?
Are these ancient dogs more advanced than modern ones?
"Oh...it's like this, Miss Ling, a few days ago, Mantou brought a dirty-looking bitch back from somewhere and brought it into this house. I was afraid that the dog would dirty the house.
So I drove the dog out." The housekeeper said helplessly.
Ling Beibei opened her eyes wide and looked at the housekeeper, waiting to hear what happened next: "Then what?"
"Then... alas..." the housekeeper sighed again: "Within a few hours, Mantou brought the dog back. The old slave had no choice but to drive the dog away to an empty room in the palace.
, but unexpectedly, the steamed buns refused to come back because of this."
From the butler's tone, Ling Beibei could tell how helpless he was.
Mantou is Lian Che's pet. He is obviously a beast, but he still has to treat him like his master. It must be very uncomfortable.