After drinking the medicine, she felt a warmth in her stomach, which made her feel much better.
Her nanny said softly: "Princess, when you leave the palace and return home, my servant will slowly nurse you back to health. Now please close your eyes and rest for a while. It will be fine in a while."
Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and felt as if sparks were flashing and exploding in her head, and some chaotic sounds were echoing.
"You don't deserve this king's hatred of you. I just hate you. In my eyes, you are just like the smelly fly that makes people hate you. Otherwise, I wouldn't need to drink medicine to consummate your marriage."
It was the voice of King Yu Wenhao of Chu. There was resentment and hatred in his voice. She had never heard such heartless words.
There were also people crying in their ears, and the sparks in their brains turned into pools of meandering blood.
Gradually, everything became quiet.
It was as if the millions of messy threads in my mind were finally straightened out.
The pain gradually disappeared, or rather, it became numb rather than disappearing.
She opened her eyes and saw Lu Ya standing in front of the bed, frowning at her.
"Princess, do you feel better?" Luya asked quickly when she saw her eyes open.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yuan Qingling said hoarsely.
The pain was gone, but her whole body was horribly numb. She tried to reach out and pinch her face, but she felt nothing at all.
This works better than anesthetics.
"The slave will help you up, you have to change clothes, otherwise the prince will be angry." Luya reached out to help her, and her nanny also came in from the outside, holding clothes in her hands. When she saw her getting up, she said: "Change quickly, prince."
I’m urging you.”
Yuan Qingling stood numbly, letting the two of them peel off her clothes and change her clothes, and wrap around her wounds. She didn't feel anything at all.
After changing his clothes and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yuan Qing Lingcai looked at the person in the mirror.
The facial features are very delicate, the skin is fair, the long and curved eyelashes hide a pair of lifeless eyes.
The lips are very dry and pale, without any color at all, the hair is messy, the slightly wide forehead is covered, and the skin has no luster at all.
However, as her nanny and Lu Ya's skillful hands worked on her face for a while, she saw that there seemed to be a different person in the bronze mirror, with eyebrows like willow leaves, red lips and white teeth, and charming phoenix eyes. She tried to open her eyes wider.
It makes you look more energetic.
"What is Purple Gold Soup?" Yuan Qingling asked, her voice hoarse.
"Don't you remember?" Lu Ya was stunned.
She didn't remember. There were many memories in her mind that didn't belong to her, but they were so intertwined with her own memories that she didn't have the strength to slowly distinguish them.
But she stopped asking. Since Lu Ya said this, she calmed down and thought about it slowly, and she would know what Zijin Tang was.
She was sure that it was not a good thing.
She stood up and walked a few steps. The wound didn't hurt at all, but her legs were sluggish when she moved because of the numbness.
"Princess, even if the pain is gone, you have to be careful when moving around and try not to rub the wound," her nanny warned.
"Brother Huo, are you feeling better?" Yuan Qingling held on to the threshold and looked back at her.
His grandma was startled and nodded subconsciously, "Much better."
Yuan Qingling looked at the sky outside. There was still sunshine just now, but now it was all gray. It looked like a heavy rain was coming.
"I'm sorry about Brother Huo!" she said almost inaudibly.
His mother-in-law and Lu Ya looked at each other, both a little stunned.
Did you hear that right? She said sorry?
Yuan Qingling walked out slowly. She couldn't get used to wearing this kind of clothes. She walked awkwardly because her body was numb, so she walked very slowly. She put her hands in her sleeves, but she felt something in the sleeves. She stood
After calming down, he took it out and saw that his blood was almost solidified.