As soon as the princess's eyes were mentioned, Prince Liancheng Qingyu came to his senses and put away the flames in his palms. He looked down and saw that his sister had passed out in his arms. He glared at Xiyue with hatred, knowing that he wanted to take revenge.
She couldn't run away either, so she let out a cold shout and flew downstairs with the Zheng brothers and sisters.
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Xiyue held up her sleeves and quickly walked to the window. She looked at their figures running towards Chunfeng Deyi Palace and smiled coldly. When she turned around, she saw the master crawling over, covering his injured face.
"Miss, you'd better run away for your life. If you offend the princess or the prince, they will definitely deal with you."
"It doesn't matter. The master's injury is important. If it doesn't matter, pack some clothes for us so we can go back."
After that, Xiyue handed the boss a piece of silver and asked him to treat the injury. The boss was naturally very grateful to Xiyue, so he sent someone to the warehouse to pick out eight sets of the best clothes and wrap them up for Xiyue and the others.
He gave it to them without charging any money, and then used medicine to wake up the unconscious Hua Lu and the others. It took more than half an hour for the master and servant to get back into the carriage and walk towards Murong Mansion.
"Ouch...it hurts me so much..."
"Is my hand broken? Why is it so swollen..."
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Along the way, Huanong and the others kept shouting about the pain, while Xiyue showed a faint apology in her eyes. When passing by the medical center, she asked them to see the doctor, took medicine, and bought various foods in the shops lined on both sides.
The maids and the carriage happily stopped at the gate of Murong Mansion.
The magpie climbed up the steps and knocked on the door. Hua Lu and Huanong supported Xiyue and stepped forward together. However, when they were about to step into the threshold, a scream came over again.
"Ghost... ghost..."
With a thud, a slave fainted from fright and rolled at Xiyue's feet.
Xiyue rubbed her forehead with a headache and shook her head. This was the sentence she heard the most after she traveled through time. Why is it that living... is so difficult?
Could it be that everyone in the world hopes that he will die soon?
"Ignore them and go back to Luyi Pavilion."
He led the maid happily towards the garden. The journey was smooth and without any difficulty, he returned directly to the Green Pavilion.
Magpie took advantage of Xiyue's treatment in Chunfeng Deyi Palace, so she came back to clean up the kitchen, and went out to pick up some firewood, hoping that when the lady came back, she could start the fire by herself.
Unexpectedly, her dream came true, so as soon as she came back, she walked towards the kitchen with the ingredients she bought.
Huanong and Hualu were packing their things and putting away the newly bought clothes one by one. Xiyue was sitting in front of the window, caressing her chest. Until this moment, she felt like a dream.
I took out Hong'er from my sleeve pocket, and to my surprise I found this little snake that was only about the size of a palm. It was red and shiny all over, and it looked so good-looking.
With his long fingers, he gently stroked her head, and Xiyue sighed secretly.
The scene when Ouyang checked and treated himself tomorrow suddenly came to mind. On that day, he said that there were almost invisible blood spots on his abdomen, and they were densely packed...
If he hadn't taken off all his clothes, it would have been difficult for him to discover the mystery there.
——He said,
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Xiyue's road will be very difficult. She is a girl who is very distressed, admired, admired and loved.