Chapter 69 Insidy Surge 1

In Dingxi Palace and Juyue Pavilion, Meng Xianya's half of her body was lying on **, and there was a maid holding the ointment next to her, which was wiped little by little on her pain.

"Do you have no eyes? It hurts me so much. Be gentle." With that, he took a fierce look at the girl who applied the ointment.

The girl was scared by her eyes. Her hand holding the ointment trembled and dropped the ointment on Meng Xianya's back.

"Ouch!" At that moment, the ** man let out a pig-killing howl, regardless of the pain in his body, picked up the pillow and hit the troublesome girl.

"I didn't dare, I didn't dare..." The little girl was hit in the face by a few catties of pillow, and suddenly blood flowed, but after serving Ju Yue Pavilion for such a long time, she was familiar with the temper of this concubine, so she did not dare to touch it. She still knelt on the ground and kept kowtowed for mercy.

"What's the matter?" At this moment, a brisk voice came, and the door was pushed open, and then a woman in a yellow gauze skirt came in. Seeing this scene, she hurried over and said, "What's wrong with the side concubine? Don't be so angry. Be careful not to hurt your own body."

The speaker was Wen'er, the close maid beside Meng Xianya. She served Meng Xianya when she was in the southern country, which won Meng Xianya's favor.

"Wen'er, you came just in time. Drag this bitch down and kill her."

Meng Xianya said as she couldn't stop coughing.

Wen'er hurriedly reached out her hand and patted her on the back gently. She looked at the bleeding little girl and sighed, "The side concubine has forgotten that the prince doesn't like to lynch casually. If you kill this girl today, you will be relieved. The prince may not be happy."

After saying that, Meng Xianya also remembered that the last time she dealt with a girl to death, the prince was very angry and had not come to Juyue Pavilion for half a month. Thinking of this, her heart also began to shake.

"Don't worry, the Empress. It's better to punish this girl to go to the raccoon room to wash clothes, so that the Empress can be clean in front of her eyes." Meng Xianya nodded casually, "Okay, you can arrange it."

When the little girl saw that she had escaped, she kowtowed and thanked her. Wen'er gave her a wink and motioned her to wash away quickly. Then she turned around and took a bottle of ointment and said, "That girl is rough and clumsy. Why don't you let Wener apply medicine to the Empress?"

Meng Xianya nodded. When Wen'er saw it, she gently picked it with her hand and gently wiped it on the blue and purple part of her back. Meng Xianya breathed a sigh of relief. "It's really much better than the clumsy little hooves just now."

Wen'er smiled, and the technique became softer and softer. Meng Xianya closed her eyes happily. "Today, it was my negligence. Unexpectedly, I fell to the ground by Changsun Yun, who fell to the ground, so that I couldn't get out of bed for a few days. When I was healed, see if I didn't kill this stinky boy fiercely."

Wen'er didn't say anything, and her eyes darkened, but Meng Xianya asked, "Wen'er, you are the person I trust the most. Tell me, how can I win back this game?"

Wen'er paused and didn't know how to answer, but she knew the thoughts of the concubine. She was the most suspicious and selfish. After thinking about it, she said, "It's better to let the princess come forward. We can't cure the son of the world. Can't we embarrass his favorite? It's simply the princess who came forward to deal with it. What happened to us. Push it out."

Meng Xianya thought for a moment and felt that this method was also good. She couldn't help but be happy. At this time, Wen'er had finished applying the ointment, so she came to her ear and whispered a few words. Meng Xianya listened, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger. She looked at Wen'er with admiration.

"The Empress has just applied the ointment. Let's sleep for a while. I went out to prepare dinner for the Empress first, and I have to tell the small kitchen to make more light."

Meng Xianya nodded, "Go ahead."

Wen'er went out and closed the door. First, she turned back to her room, packed up a few clothes that she didn't usually wear, wrapped a few pieces of pastries given by Xianfei in the morning, took a square cloth with white flowers on a blue background, and rushed out of Juyue Pavilion and rushed directly to the raccoon room.

As soon as she entered the door of the raccoon room, the leading woman came forward with a smile when she saw her, "Miss Wen'er is here, but she's coming to send Xian's side concubine's clothes. Don't have to be so troublesome next time. Send a little girl to say, and the old slave will pick it up."

Wen'er smiled softly, "Msame Li, I'm not here to deliver clothes. I just came a little girl from Juyue Pavilion. Where is she now?" Mrs. Li was stunned. She didn't know what Wen'er was looking for the little girl for. Could it be that the side concubine asked her to go back to serve again? This was amazing. She just punished her for washing all her clothes.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Li's face was embarrassed. Wen'er looked very tight in the house. She saw Mrs. Li's embarrassed look at a glance. Now she coughed twice and said, "It's okay. I'm just here to send her something. Tell me where she is, and I'll just go to find her."

Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the southeast corner of the yard, "That's it."

Wen'er walked over with the burden in her arms. As soon as she reached the southeast corner, she saw the punished little girl Yaer bending down and washing hard in front of a pile of clothes. Wen'er was a little unbearable, so she walked over gently and called "Yaer".

Ya'er turned her head, and there were faint tears on her face. Seeing the other party's Wen'er, she immediately smiled gently and shouted, "Sister Wen'er, are you here?"

Wen'er took Ya'er's hand, went to the stone platform under the big tree and sat down. She rubbed the little red and swollen hands of the buds. "Please be patient for a few days, and I will find an opportunity to plead with the side concubine for you."

When Yaer heard this, she shook her head, and tears flashed in her big black and white eyes. "No, Sister Wen'er, although the raccoon room is hard, there is no need to worry. I'm clumsy. If I go back to Juyue Pavilion, I'm afraid I'll get into trouble again, and then I'll have to involve you, so I still don't I pleaded with Sister Wen'er."

Wen'er heard this, sighed gently and put the burden on Yaer's knee. "These are my clothes. You take them first. There is also a bag of snacks in it. If you are hungry, eat a cushion. I'll go to say hello to Mrs. Li later and ask her not to embarrass you in the future."

Ya'er held the burden and listened to Wen'er's words. She couldn't help crying in a low voice, "Sister Wen'er, I miss home so, I miss my parents, I really want to go back to the South."

Wen'er comforted her softly and leaned her head on her shoulder. "Don't cry, don't cry, you will. Let's go home when the time comes."

There is a voice full of helplessness. Wen'er may not even know herself. When will the days under the shelter of others end and when will she really live in the sun?

Comforting Ya'er, Wen'er got up and walked back and walked to the door of the raccoon room. Mrs. Li, who was basking in the sun and taking melon seeds, smiled and said, "Miss Wen'er, are you leaving now?"

Wen'er barely squeezed out a smile on her face, took off a red-gold dotted hairpin from her head and handed it over. "The little girl who just came is my sister. Please take care of her for me in the future."

Mrs. Li's squinting little triangular eyes suddenly became interested. Her bloated body bounced up from the chair and said with a salivating face, "That's natural. Wen'er's sister is my sister, and I must not treat her badly in the future." With that, he took the hairpin with shining eyes, touched it twice, and quickly stuffed it into his arms for fear that others would take it away.

Wen'er smiled, turned around and walked out. When she stepped out of the threshold, she only heard Mrs. Li's extremely kind voice inside, "Yaer, you don't have to wash today. You just came to us. Take a rest for a few days. Go ahead."

Wen'er smiled, but she was very helpless.

Walking out of the raccoon room, Wen'er went straight back to Juyue Pavilion and wanted to order the small kitchen to cook some light meals first. When she crossed the garden, she saw a black figure on the willow tree.

Wen'er looked carefully and trotted over with a smile: "Brother Leng, what are you doing in the tree?"

It was Leng Xiao, the bodyguard beside Changsun Yun, who sat cross-legged on the tree. At this moment, he was wearing a black coat, and a pair of cold eyes glanced at Wen'er, and then returned to calm, as if he didn't hear it.

Wen'er has been used to Leng Xiao's behavior. She raised her head with a little excitement in her voice, "Brother Leng, I made shoes for you. I'll send them to you when I'm done, okay?"

Leng Xiao heard this and jumped down from the tree with a 'brush'. Wen'er was not afraid. She stepped forward and stood in front of Leng Xiao and bent her mouth and said, "Brother Leng, it's hot. I bought summer silk and satin. Is it okay to make clothes for you?"

Leng Xiao squeezed her mouth tightly and looked at Wen'er, "It's a matter, go away!"

Wen'er's smiling face finally dimmed, but for a moment, she smiled again and said, "Brother Leng, don't always be like this, okay? Do I really hate it?"

Leng Xiao didn't say anything, but just stood still. Wen'er was a little excited. In the past, when he met him, he was always thrown away without saying a few words. Today, he was finally willing to stand in front of him and listen to him, but now, he can't remember what to say.

"Brother Leng, do you like mung beans? I'll cook mung bean porridge in the evening. Can I make some for you?" The tone was full of expectation. Because the girl was excited, the hair on her forehead was tightly pressed to her forehead, and the tip of her nose was also a little sweaty.

Leng Xiao looked at Wen'er, who was chattering in front of him. Suddenly, his wrist flew over. He pulled out his sword from behind with a 'brush' and put it on Wen'er's neck all of a sudden.

"Ah!" No matter how calm he was, Wen'er couldn't help shouting in fear. Leng Xiao looked at the person under the sword contemptuously, put the sword into the sheath, raised his foot and walked forward.

Wen'er couldn't help sitting on the ground and looking at the back of Leng Xiaojue. Finally, she couldn't help crying in a low voice. Why, she had tried her best to please him, and why did he still hate herself so much?

Wen'er wiped her tears. She remembered that when she came to the royal palace with Xian's concubine for the first time, she saw Leng Xiao next to the prince. He never talked much, and you would even suspect that he was a mute, but he had a pair of beautiful eyes, as dark as ink, which made people couldn't help but want to get close and explore more.

Although she is a girl next to the side concubine, she asks herself about her appearance and intelligence, and the female celebrity's homework. She is absolutely not inferior to everyone's daughter. Why? Why is he so indifferent to himself? No matter how he pleases him, it won't help. Is his heart born cold, and no matter how close others are they are? Can't you warm up?