Unexpected Marriage Meets Mr.Right - V3.C2
Father mother –
she wanted to shout, but she couldn’t make any sound.
“Feng’er, in the end, we will be sisters in the next life!” Ear is the elder sister gentle whisper, but she no matter how hard, also can’t see anyone, eye-catching place, are scarlet.
Elder sister – younger sister –
why don’t you answer me?
A tight neck, throat like to be pinched general pain, she wants to struggle? But can’t move, pain! so painful?
Ah –
“are you awake?” Qingfeng gasps for breath, and her blurred vision finally recovers. She sees a beautiful and gentle young face. The woman’s voice is very soft, but she can’t hear much care. She just looks at her quietly. Terrible nightmare let her for a long time not open mouth, after a while, Qingfeng slowly calm down.
“Who are you? Who is it? ” She could hardly hear what she said. After she opened her mouth, Qingfeng felt that her throat was burning and she couldn’t even swallow. That kind of suffocation like pain hit again, green maple’s face slightly white, low Nan way: “water.”
“Just a moment.”
Poria cocos went to the short table outside the screen. Lan Fang, who had been standing far away, came forward, pulled her sleeve, and said in a low voice, “Poria cocos, what are you doing with her? How can the emperor take a fancy to her like this? It might be dead soon! ” In the morning, when she was delivered, she was startled when she opened the cover. The two deep scars were ferocious and terrible. This kind of ugly monster even dared to be sent to the palace.
Qingfeng gently turned to see, found in the room in addition to the woman, there is a younger girl, two people lean together and whispered words, because she said very light, Qingfeng can’t hear what to say, want to sit up, just found himself weak, head also faint pain. Lying on his back, Qingfeng secretly observed the room. It was not a splendid room, but an ordinary hut, but the furnishings were exquisite.
Gently pull back the sleeve, Poria cocos calmly poured water, whispered back: “the house arranged us to take care of her, is our duty.” She had a close look at Qingling’s face. She was proud of her nose and lips, and her skin was like cream. She was really a rare beauty, but it was a pity that she ruined her face.
Slightly curling her lips, Lan Fang complained in a low voice: “the head of Haoyue Sanshu, I’m still curious about what kind of love it is. I can’t imagine it’s a beautiful girl? Ugly It took her fifty taels of money to leave the laundry to serve this famous beauty. She thought it would be a good job. She thought that if she was favored, she would have some position in the palace. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a result.
“These are not things we should be in charge of.” Holding warm water, Poria cocos turned around, Lan Fang snorted, “I don’t want to manage it!” With that, he went out of the house in a hurry.
Green maple again turned to see, the young girl has run away, the first woman with water to her bed.
With the help of the woman, Qingfeng sat up straight. After drinking a glass of water, her throat felt more comfortable. Qingfeng asked warily, “who are you?”
Slightly low head, Poria cocos to avoid the eyes of the maple, whispered back: “slave Poria cocos, is to take care of your maid.”
The woman’s dress, behavior and the words she used made her uneasy. Even though she had guessed, Qingfeng still asked, “where is this?”
“The palace.” Poria cocos gently spit out two words, but let green maple shudder, “dome Yue palace?”
“Well.”
They have reached the dome! “Where’s my sister?”
Poria cocos is still slightly low head, calm back way: “maidservant don’t know.”
This woman named Fuling is like wearing a respectful mask. She won’t tell her anything. Qingfeng struggled to get out of bed, but the paralytic body let her fall to the ground, Poria cocos quickly took Qingfeng’s arm, want to help her up, “green girl, don’t move.”
“Let me go. I want to see Yan Hongtian! ” The tyrant who ruined her family.
Poria cocos face a white, urgent way: “girl, you can’t so call the emperor’s name taboo, here is not more than palace.” I can see that this young girl is a straightforward woman, but the most impossible thing in this palace is to be frank.
Grasping Poria’s shoulder, green maple shrieked: “then you tell me, where is my sister?” Why is she in the palace? If they were sent to the palace together, what about the elder sister? Where’s my little sister? Where are they?
The shoulder is pinched by the green maple to give birth to pain, welcome to see her eyes that are misted by tears, Poria cocos hesitated for a while, finally return a way: “maidservant really? I don’t know. ”
It’s no use begging her. Qingfeng tried her best to push away the Poria cocos beside her, but she had no strength to get up any more. She could only climb towards the door. Poria cocos stared at the stubborn woman in front of her. Her heart, which had been frozen by the palace, was filled with a touch of admiration. She stepped forward to help Qingfeng again. Poria cocos advised: “young girl, your body is not good, don’t move disorderly.” She gave her the pulse, her body is extremely weak, the wound on the face is not good, if again catch cold, it will be trouble.
Qingfeng that Poria cocos will not tell her about the big sister and little sister of the news, naturally said to her, half also don’t mind.When they were pulling together, a low voice came from outside the door, “what are you doing?” A man in his forties, dressed up as his father-in-law, came into the house, followed by Lan Fang, the maid in waiting.
Poria cocos got up and saluted: “Mr. Wang.”
Qingfeng looked up at the people, cold eyes, scattered hair, as well as the ferocious scar, which made Wang Lixin who just entered the house take a cold breath.
Lan Fang pointed to the paralyzed sitting on the ground, the damaged face of Qingfeng said: “father-in-law, she is the woman Qingling sent by Haoyue.”
“Is she Qingling?” The sharp voice pricked people’s eardrum and made them feel painful. With trembling fingers pointing at the maple, Wang Lixin said, “what’s this? How is that possible? What about the officials of Haoyue? Who’s going to pick them up! ” Looking at the scar on Qingfeng’s face again, Wang Lixin almost didn’t breathe. This is the woman named by the emperor! How did he become like this? Did the emperor blame him for his life?
Lan Fang immediately replied: “my father-in-law, I just asked Mr. Zhao who came to the city gate to meet me this morning. The officials of Haoyue said that she is Qingling! And the people of Haoyue have already left? ”
Li Xu said she was Qingling? Where is Qingfeng? Why does he say that? The elder sister is a woman named by Yan Hongtian. Why does Li Xu say she is Qingling? Besides, her elder sister is more beautiful and her scar on her face is shallower than her. Why does Li Xu say she is Qingling? Is the elder sister and the younger sister in the broken temple? Dead? That’s why Li Xu would take her as an impostor!
The stone brick ground is not as cold as the heart. Qingfeng sits on the ground. She can’t hear the people around her. She only hears the sound of tearing her heart. Why isn’t she the one who died? She said she was going to commit suicide? Why didn’t she die? Why?
Wang Lixin also appeared to be a little bit of a loner? What can we do? ” Seeing that Wang Lixin was disgusted with the young girl, Lan Fang half knelt down and said in a soft voice, “father-in-law, I’m used to working in the laundry Bureau. Can you let me go back to the laundry bureau?” Although it’s impossible to get ahead in the laundry Bureau, it’s better to be around this ugly monster as long as you please old Mammy.
Wang Lixin waved his hand to Lan Fang and said impatiently, “go back, go back!” Estimate the emperor see green work properly this face, big anger under want her small life. In this harem, all the talent, singing and dancing, morality and manners are empty. The face is the most important weapon for them to get the emperor’s favor. Qingling’s face has been destroyed and no chance has been found. For such a person, he doesn’t have to worry about her. He has to go and do something to prevent the emperor from harming him when he commits a crime.
“Poria cocos?” Lan Fang made a wink at the Poria cocos standing on the side of an Fen. What are you waiting for when you don’t go.
How can Wang Lixin, who has been wallowing in the palace for many years, escape from the mind of the little maid of honor? His eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Poria cocos. Wang Lixin snorted: “why, do you want to go back?” Let her go back to the women’s hospital is not no no, just see if she understands, will filial piety.
“Young girl is not well. I’d better stay and take care of her.” Poria cocos eyes drooping looking at the ground, posture is respectful, tone is always not humble.
It’s very easy for a female medical maid to please your ladies. She’s in her early twenties, but she’s still a little maid at the bottom. This time, she was promoted to the women’s medical center. It can be seen that this Poria cocos is not a smart person. After all, Qingling is the one the emperor wants. He’s in trouble if anything goes wrong. After thinking about it, Wang Lixin sternly explained: “well, you can stay here. Don’t let her run around.”
“Yes.”
Wang Lixin didn’t look at Qingfeng any more and left. Lan Fang, the maid in waiting, followed him out of the hut.
Qingfeng sat on the ground with empty eyes. Against the background of red clothes, her face was a little bit whiter than before. Poria cocos came forward and asked in a low voice, “are you OK, green girl?”
For a long time, Qingfeng stood up slowly along the bed, her finger joints turned white because of her strength, but she refused to accept Fuling’s help, and finally stood up straight. Qingfeng’s cold voice said in a low voice: “you go out, I want to be quiet.”
Silent tears ran across his face, his bright eyes were gray and dull, and poria cocos was a little worried, but he knew it was useless to say more. There were enough sad and poor women in this palace. She? It won’t be the last.
Slowly with the door, Poria cocos out of the house.
Poria cocos took the food basket from the little eunuch and opened it. Sure enough, the three meals changed from chicken, duck, fish and hot broth three days ago to plain tea and light rice now. Most people in the Imperial Palace are snobbish. This kind of thing happens every day. Poria cocos has been used to it for a long time. She calmly covers the food basket and goes to the hospital.
, the half open window, still can see the figure of the green spirit. She has been here for three days, and she often stands like this window to gaze at the luxuriant Wutong tree in the courtyard. On the afternoon of early spring, the broken warm sun under the shadow of the trees was mottled on her face. Unfortunately, the warm sun did not seem to bring her warmth. In her cold eyes, there was a bone biting ice cold, like a white plum in the bright sun. Unlike other women in the harem who pretended to be cold and hard to get, her rebellious and cold make people look frightened, but they can’t move their eyes.Poria Ling sighed. The face behind the window lattice was beautiful but broken. I don’t know whether it was a blessing in disguise or not. After the concubines knew that Qingling had been disfigured, they didn’t even have the mood to make trouble for her. Only in this way could she spend three days peacefully.
Pushing open the door, Poria cocos put the meal on the round table and said in a low voice: “girl, have a meal.”
“Poria cocos, when can I see your monarch?” There was no emotion in the cold voice. In the palace, all the women with a little beauty were eager to see the emperor, but Fuling knew that it was impossible for her to meet the emperor to please him.