"Grandfather?"
Seeing her beloved man lying on the sickbed with a pale complexion, Sheng'er, dressed as a maid, rushed up and held his hand tightly, tears streaming down her face.
That's right, today Ling Mu'er went to find Sheng'er before leaving, and explained everything about yesterday's wedding banquet in detail. When she learned that the Seventh Prince had sacrificed himself for her and terminated the marriage, Sheng'er was crying so hard.
"Master, why are you bothering? Sheng'er, why would you let me do this for me?" Looking at the weak seventh prince, Sheng'er really wished that it was herself lying on the sickbed at the moment.
"Sheng'er, are you here?" Hearing a familiar voice, the Seventh Prince hurriedly opened his eyes, and seeing the familiar person, his illness seemed to be mostly healed, "I said before, I won't let you be wronged, this matter Although I am helpless, this is the only way to minimize the harm to you, my Sheng'er, you have been wronged."
He held the woman in front of him tightly in his arms, even if he touched the wound when he just got up.
Seeing this situation, Ling Muer consciously retreated behind the screen,
"Don't feel wronged, Master is good enough to Sheng'er, Sheng'er doesn't feel wronged at all, but it's Master." Sheng'er touched his chest with distress, "Does it still hurt here?"
I can't wait to rub him into my blood, I can't wait to boldly reveal to everyone that this is the woman he wants, but he can't for the sake of power.
The Seventh Prince raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of guilt, "I am the one who is sorry for you."
"No, really not, sir, don't say that, you've ruined Sheng'er." Tears were still falling, like a waterfall breaking a bank. Although she was extremely moved, at this moment she was also heartbroken. He would rather be injured than himself, and not want the Seventh Prince to be in a little pain.
"Master, please promise Sheng'er that no matter how Sheng'er lives in the future, don't do anything to hurt yourself. Sheng'er will be sad, and Sheng'er is in so much pain here."
Covering his chest with pale five fingers, Sheng'er hurriedly pulled Ling Muer over, "Mu'er, is Master's injury really all right? He's bleeding here again, so quickly bandage him to stop the bleeding."
She had already guessed that this would be the result, and Ling Muer had already prepared the bandages. Stopping the bleeding, applying medicine, and then bandaging, it was already a quarter of an hour after the series ended.
"Don't worry, the Seventh Prince's sword injury only looks serious, as long as he takes medicine every day for half a month, he will be cured."
After a perfect beat, Ling Muer looked at the two of them and shrugged. "I'll let the kitchen maid cook the medicine. If you have something to say, speak quickly."
"Thank you Miss Ling." The Seventh Prince looked at her gratefully again.
In the kitchen, Ling Mu'er handed over the medicine she had brought to the maid, but after thinking about how she was idle, she simply boiled it herself.
"How dare you bother the fairy doctor to come in person for things like boiling medicine, just leave it to the maid." A gentle voice came from beside her ear, and Ling Mu'er was startled, and immediately became nervous.
Didn't the Seventh Prince say that everything had been arranged before she brought Sheng'er? Why is the Seventh Prince still in the mansion?
"The Seventh Prince has a special status, and this medicine is also special. If I don't watch it personally, I really don't feel at ease." Ling Muer turned her head back, laughing in embarrassment.
Looking at the Seventh Prince's Concubine, even though she was married as a woman, but because her husband was injured and had no bridal chamber, she still kept her girlish attire. Ling Muer felt sorry in her heart, and she didn't know how long this attire would last.
The seventh concubine, dignified and decent, also seemed gentle and kind, but it was a pity that she became a victim of the competition for interests.
"It's really hard work for the fairy girl, I wonder how the Seventh Prince is doing today?" The Seventh Prince and Concubine asked carefully, the concern in her eyes did not seem to be fake.
After all, he is the husband who will spend the rest of his life together in the future. Even if he will have all kinds of women in the future, as the Seventh Prince's Concubine, she will naturally do her best.
"The Seventh Prince recovered well today, but after all, he was seriously injured. The sword wound on his chest needs to be healed several times by me personally. If there are no other mistakes, he will be safe and sound in about half a month."
Hearing this, the Seventh Prince and Concubine were obviously relieved, "It is rumored that the medical fairy girl has superb medical skills and a beautiful heart, and it is true when I saw her today. If there is no girl, I am afraid that this time it will be difficult. I really don't know how to repay her." .”
As long as you stay away from me now and don't follow me to see the Seventh Prince, you are thankful. Ling Mu'er thought so in her heart, after all she had done something wrong, so she was a little guilty and didn't dare to look her in the eyes.
"The Seventh Prince's concubine is very polite. The family has already given me a corresponding reward, which is the best thanks. Since I am the doctor in charge of the Seventh Prince, I will naturally do my best, and I will never let the Seventh Prince suffer from any illness."
"I believe in you girl." After receiving this assurance, the seventh prince's concubine, who was still worried, instantly became happy, and she looked at the medicine stove in front of her again, "Three bowls of water have been boiled into one bowl, can I send it to the prince now?" ?”
Ling Mu'er didn't think too much, confirmed the effect, nodded, "It's fine."
"Then I'll send it to the Seventh Prince."
Speaking of the Seventh Prince's Concubine, she immediately asked the maid to pour the medicine down, Ling Mu'er closed her eyes, wishing she could slap herself twice.
Sheng'er is still in the Seventh Prince's room.
"No way!" Seeing her turn around to leave, Ling Mu'er immediately stopped her, "Damn, Seventh Prince, you can't go there."
"Presumptuous, the seventh concubine is the concubine of the seventh prince. Is there any problem with visiting your husband? Get out of the way quickly!" The maid beside the seventh concubine immediately stood up when she saw her with her arms outstretched to block her way, with her hands on her hips, okay? breeze.
"Jing'er, step back." The Seventh Prince's concubine didn't expect the maidservant to do this, so she hurriedly gave Ling Mu'er a sorry look, and then she asked softly, "I don't know why Miss Yixian didn't let me see the Seventh Prince, Is there something hidden in the room that I can't see?"
Boom.
Ling Muer's heart sank heavily.
The seventh concubine looked gentle and virtuous, but those shrewd eyes seemed to be able to see through her.
I heard that when the Seventh Prince redeemed Sheng'er back then, there was an uproar in the city. Even if the Seventh Prince was a girl in a deep boudoir, it is impossible not to have heard of it. When she asked such a question, she had to get out of the way.
"No, I'm just worried that the Seventh Prince's concubine will feel uncomfortable seeing the Seventh Prince's horrific wound."
The seventh prince and concubine smiled lightly at her, said nothing more, and walked away with the maidservant.
After much deliberation, Ling Mu'er hurriedly followed. If she really saw something, she would insist that Sheng'er was her handmaiden. I believe that the Seventh Prince and Concubine would not dare to really do anything to Sheng'er.
Thinking of this, she caught up with the Seventh Prince and Concubine within a few steps, and even cleared her throat on purpose when she approached the master bedroom, so as to remind the two people inside.
But even so, Ling Muer was still extremely nervous.
After all, the seventh concubine is the main concubine, if she finds out that she sent her husband's little lover to the room according to her practice of medicine, she doesn't know what the consequences will be.
Squeak, the door opened, and the Seventh Princess personally carried the medicine bowl and walked slowly away on lotus steps. As she walked, she greeted softly, "Master, Le Sheng has delivered the medicine to you."
Oh my god, there is a sheng in her name?
It's really a bad relationship that keeps cutting and resolving chaos.
Ling Mu'er cautiously followed behind, seeing that the Seventh Prince was lying alone in front of the bed, and Sheng'er had already retreated to the side table to write prescriptions, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's fine to let the maidservant come to deliver the medicine, why do you come here in person?" Although the Seventh Prince said this, he didn't give her any good looks, he was always cold, unwilling to give even the slightest bit of tenderness.
The Seventh Prince and Concubine had expected this to happen a long time ago, even though her heart was utterly hurt, she still had a gentle and dignified smile on her face, "My lord has suffered such a serious injury, it's a very sinful concubine not to be able to take care of her personally, but look Master's complexion is much better now than at noon, and Miss Yixian is really skilled in medicine."
Although the Seventh Prince's concubine was speaking to Ling Mu'er, her eyes were fixed on Sheng'er who had been disguised by the side.
Ling Muer and the seventh prince gasped, for fear that she would see something, and the latter immediately stopped her, "Le Sheng has a heart, but the prince is seriously injured and can't take care of you now, if you live in this mansion If you are not used to it, you can go back to Taifu's mansion first, and pick you up after the prince recovers."
She didn't love her in the first place, and now she was about to be driven home two days after getting married, Ling Muer secretly gave the Seventh Prince a thumbs up in her heart.
Lin Lesheng's heart ached even more when she heard the words, she knew that the Seventh Prince didn't have her in his heart, but how could she have any embarrassment if he drove him away so straightforwardly?
Looking at Sheng'er in disguise again, she held the medicine bowl hard with her hand, wishing she could crush it.
Seeing the displeasure in the seventh prince's concubine's eyes, Ling Muer hurriedly said, "Jiang Xiang, what are you still doing in a daze, after writing the prescription, go to the butler to get the medicine, the seventh prince's injury can't wait."
That's right, when she asked Sheng'er to come in a disguise, she specifically instructed that if anyone had any questions, just say her name was Jiang Xiang, anyway, everyone knew that she had two right-hand men by her side.
Sheng'er was taken aback for a moment, knowing that Ling Muer was helping her out of a siege, and she was about to go out when she was busy.
"Stop." The Seventh Prince and Concubine said, walking towards Sheng'er.
Seeing this, Ling Mu'er took a quick step, "I forgot to explain to the Seventh Prince, this is my personal assistant, Jiang Xiang, and I intend to train her as my successor, so I brought her to the house this time, don't look at her Young, very calm in doing things, and quite talented in medical skills."
The seventh concubine smiled, "Why are you so nervous, I just want to ask the girl to give me medicine."
Let your rival in love give medicine to your husband.
Could it be that the seventh prince concubine is a fool?
Ling Mu'er was stunned, Sheng'er was stunned, and even the Seventh Prince was stunned.
"What are you still doing in a daze, didn't you hear what the seventh concubine said?" The maid named Jing'er pushed Sheng'er down, Sheng'er hurriedly said 'yes', then picked up the medicine bowl and walked slowly to the bedside.
The hands holding the medicine bowl were trembling, and Sheng'er didn't dare to vent his anger. Although the Seventh Prince was suspicious, his eyes were uncontrollably gentle after seeing Sheng'er. All this was in the eyes of the Seventh Prince and Concubine.
