Chapter 25 Honest Explanation

The masterpiece that was about to be completed was destroyed by the two women in fighting and playing.

In fact, Qingzhu can't be blamed, because the white shirt itself has not been completely sewn. The two pulled hard and split along the corner.

Seeing that a good hand-made gown that was about to be completed was made like this, Yinger's original red little face turned white in a second, and a dead gray color appeared. Qingzhu was a little embarrassed. He was afraid that she would be angry and said with a smiling face, "There is needle and thread over there. I used to be some female red, and I can definitely help you mend it."

As he spoke, he groped for the big **, but he didn't take what he wanted. Instead, he was pricked by the needle and shouted "ah", and the blood fell down a drop along his white fingers, and the long gown was suddenly bloody.

"Zhuer, how are you?" The man standing against the door ran like the wind. In order to stop her bleeding, he didn't want to pick up the woman's finger and put it in his mouth and sucked deeply. Sucking, there is both reproach and pity in his eyes, "Why does it bleed so much? Does it hurt?" The spoiled tone is as tender as water.

Qin Zheng shouted at the mouth of the courtyard, "Fengyang, go and invite the doctor." He turned around and glanced coldly at Yinger, "Yinger, why are you so careless? Don't you know how delicate Zhu'er's hands are? Your lady is not in good health. Don't let me see this kind of murder weapon in this room in the future!"

The murder weapon? When did a small embroidered needle become a murder weapon? On his dull face, the wind and clouds were about to rise. After enduring for a long time, the fog finally stopped. "Yes, my lord, I will never do these needlework in the room again."

Noting the wind blowing on Yinger's face, Qingzhu pushed Qin Zheng, "I was careless. What do you think Yinger is doing? Stop it. I've stained that gown. I don't know if I can wash it. As he spoke, he picked up his clothes and walked out.

"Where are you going?" The man hurriedly blocked the way and stopped it, "For a piece of shabby clothes, and let the wound be stained with water. No, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Hold Qingzhu in her arms for fear that she will do something stupid. This woman is good everywhere, but she cares too much about her servants. As a master, it is impossible to sit on an equal footing with the girl.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can it be a matter? This is Yinger's hard work!"

"What kind of things are there in the royal palace? Do you need her to make this kind of thing?"

Qingzhu stared at him angrily. If a man becomes vicious, he will have a longer tongue than a woman.

The two looked at each other, their eyes met, one looked reproached, and the other looked distressed.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the bamboo garden, and a black figure almost touched the ground and ran into the house like an auspicious cloud.

"Bamboo, are you back?" After a few months of seeing her, lovesickness became a disaster. The father looked at her fixedly. His clear eyes quickly drew a strong miss. Looking at the woman standing in front of him, the original worries, worries and distress instantly disappeared. She is still alive. It's good to live. She must use what she has learned all her life to make up for her past sins. Although it was ordered by Qin Zheng, he also gave the poison himself.

"What are you still doing standing there?" Qin Zheng glanced coldly at his father and said, "Come and look at her hand!"

was in a trance and immediately returned to his soul. The father stepped over and grabbed the delicate jade finger in his hand. His face paused and looked at the color of the blood in consternation.

At this time, Qingzhu also found a problem. Why is the blood so light? It looks like fake blood in water, but this is indeed the blood that appeared after being pricked by a needle! Now I suddenly understand that the color of the blood on my body is quite strange.

"Bamboo, how long have you been like this?" The father stared at the blood beads on the woman's fingers, did not raise his eyes, and his eyebrows were deeply locked.

"I also found out today that I had coughing up blood in the past, but the color of the blood was still normal at that time."

Two peerless men stood quietly opposite each other, motionless, with sharp and lonely eyes.

After a long time, the boss's father stretched his eyebrows and squeezed out a smile, "Don't worry about bamboo. With me, I will definitely help you cure the disease." After saying that, his pupils were like swords, straight to the man beside him.

Qin Zheng had a chill, and his face was cold and had no expression.

It's just a flash, and Qingzhu's heart is clear. Then he silently twitched and smiled, "No, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you... In fact, there is no need to hide it. I already know my condition. Just do your best to help me."

The two of them looked at each other and mechanically pulled up the corners of their lips and smiled. She actually knew the truth! I thought that Qingzhu would make a lot of noise and asked impulsively why, but she didn't cry or make any noise. She was open-minded and had an open-minded smile. How many women can there be in the world with such a casual and generousness?

The father was speechless, but after carefully dressing the wound, he wrote down some good medicinal herbs to mend his body. There was nothing else to do. Write down the prescription on Dao Yinger's hand and tell her to be careful to grab the medicine.

"Bamboo, don't be too excited. It's taboo to be happy and worried. I'll come to see you tomorrow!" He only said a word coldly. He brushed his father's robe and walked out of the door calmly. His head was full of mixed pulp. He lost his soul and walked out lazily. How to relieve the woman who was too poisoned should think about it well.

"Dafu, stay!" Yinger smiled and hurriedly stopped him, "You forgot to give me the medicine for tonight."

Hearing this, the father raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Zheng with a stiff smile on his lips. "Yinger, your illness is almost healed. You don't need to take medicine anymore."

"All right?" The little girl pouted her red lips and looked surprised, "Didn't you say that you have to take it for three months to see the effect? Why did you recover in less than two months?"

The father turned his head and looked a little unnaturally. Ha ha, "Miss Yinger, you are in good health. The natural medicine will be discharged from the disease. If you don't believe it, ask the prince!" After saying that, he strode away without looking back.

A man threw the problem to Qin Zheng like kicking a ball, and left the place of right and wrong under his feet. The little maid's watery eyes blinked gently, with a pink face and shyness, biting her cherry lips, and looked at the man's cold sword eyebrows and gem-like sharp eyes, "Your Majesty, the maidservant's disease..."

"Yinger," Qin Zheng decisively interrupted her later words. "Since Dr. Zai said that you have recovered, you don't have to serve in this room from tonight. There is a small room outside, and it's convenient to move there to take care of Zhu'er."

"We used to sleep in the same place, and I couldn't sleep soundly without her." Qingzhu still has a lot to ask why Qin Zheng transferred Yinger away.

"It doesn't matter. I'll sleep with you. You can hold me and sleep more and more peacefully." Qin Zheng was very bloody and smiled. He was so happy that he could warm the jade in his arms.

"Qin Zheng, you..." The woman squint coldly andly.

"Don't be angry with Zhuer. If you sleep in a big bed, I will fall asleep. Don't worry, I will never harass you in the middle of the night." Fearing that she would be excited and angry, Qin Zheng hurriedly explained. Seeing Yinger, who had been staring at them, he changed the topic and said, "Yinger, go and decoct your daughter's condition so as not to delay your young lady's condition."

"Yes!" Thinking of Qingzhu's body, Yinger suddenly looked straight and stopped asking questions. She picked up the long gown that had been cut off on the ground before it was finished, and despair and helplessness suddenly came to her heart.

Ying'er was lingering and was very sorry to disappear in the hut.

"Qin Zheng, do I have something to ask you?" After the little girl left, Qingzhu had a pretty face and looked strange, "Do you and Yinger..." I always felt that there was something strange between them. The maid used to look at him not like this. At that time, the scene could be described as Huaichun girl fighting with erotic demons, which made her shudder.

"Is there anything?" The man deliberately asked back.

"Ask knowingly?"

"Why do you ask knowingly?"

"I'm asking if she barks on your bed every night. Spring woman?"

"Is Zhuer jealous?"

"Is it still not to chop me?"

"Zhu'er, do you want it or not?"

"You...if you don't tell me honestly, I will..." The little face condensed, and the jade arm in advance hit his chest a few times like itching. Even if the strength was not strong, it still used full strength, and then turned around to go out. Although her heart is a little sour, she is more afraid that Yinger will fall into the mouth of the tiger.

Qin Zheng was afraid that she would be angry, so he wrapped her charming body in his arms, "Zhuer, don't go. Can't I explain it? Since you left, I have been living in this wood** where you once slept in Zhuyuan. I miss you all the time and miss you every minute. How can I get close to any woman in such a mood? Besides, is Qin Zheng such a casual person in your heart?

"Smart words! Didn't you almost make peace with Affu Yunyu in Miaojiang? Qin Zheng is not a casual person, but he is not a casual person.

"Zhuer, you should know under the bed that I was harmed by the medicine of the drunken beauty, so I mistook her for you. I called you at that time!"

"It sounds good. Who knows if you deliberately called my name and pretended to be affectionate."

"Then I, Qin Zheng, swear now..."

"Forget it, how can the political prince of Beiqin Hall take an oath as a household meal? Your oath is worthless to me!"

"Zhu'er, I know that even if I swear now, I still can't make you moved. I don't annoy you or blame you. Who let me do many evils in the past!" Qin Zheng's impassioned tone changed significantly, "You just need to stay by my side and give me a chance to love you."

Listening to his rhetoric, even the rock-solid heart will be loose.

"Zhuer, there is one more thing, you must follow me. In the future, you can call me by my name when there is no one, but it's better for outsiders to call the prince, so that they won't laugh at Prime Minister Lu's daughter for not knowing etiquette.

Qingzhu smiled after listening to this. A man who originally thought was perfect and invincible was not without shortcomings. He was arrogant and wanted to save face. He finally grasped his weakness.