The princess changed her widow's life by fortune-telling

Chapter 14 The calamity is over, now it's too late to accumulate virtue
Pei Qingge stayed behind closed doors for several days. In the name of treating Concubine Zhang, he made a list of medicinal ingredients for Zuo Ci.

Zuo Ci also tried his best to cooperate, and a steady stream of herbs were sent to Wutong courtyard every day.

Of course, only some of these herbs were used on Concubine Zhang, and the rest were needed by Pei Qingge.

Her face is really unsightly, and she can't go back to Beiming with such a face in the future, she must heal her face.

But the scars from the hot oil were not as easy to heal as ordinary scars. Pei Qingge tried many remedies he knew, but none of them worked.

"Hey." Pei Qingge sighed in the mirror after peeling off the ointment that had been applied for a day.

"Princess, don't worry." Sang Yu poured her a cup of tea, "You can even heal Concubine Zhang, and this scar can definitely be removed."

As she spoke, she looked at Pei Qingge's face, and then at Zhang Taifei's face. She couldn't say anything. After thinking about it, she said, "Princess, you cured Zhang Taifei. If your face can also recover, the prince will definitely treat you OK."

Pei Qingge felt that Sang Yu was too innocent, "Your lord doesn't like me, it has nothing to do with whether I look good or not, and it has nothing to do with whether I can cure Concubine Zhang." She continued to apply ointment on her face, "But If this face can be recovered, it will be pleasing to look at, isn't it?"

Sang Yu nodded earnestly, "At that time, the princess will definitely be the most beautiful woman in Shengjing." She said, carefully glanced at Concubine Zhang who was sitting in the corner of the room, and said in a very low voice, "I heard that Concubine Zhang used to be from the Tianfeng Kingdom. As for the number one beauty, it would be great if Concubine Zhang's face can also be cured."

In the first few days, she was terrified when she saw Concubine Zhang. Fortunately, after a few days, Concubine Zhang always looked like that, sitting there without moving, and finally she was not so awkward.

"She can recover." Pei Qingge glanced at Concubine Zhang. In fact, she can only control her now, and the medicine that can cure her is all in Beiming Kingdom.

In the past few days, she tried to list several medicines separately and handed them to Zuo Ci, but let alone no medicine, even Zuo Ci had never heard of it.

And it would be great if there was a soul-locking jade flute. With the soul-locking jade flute, it would be easy to treat Concubine Zhang.

She squinted her eyes slightly. She was tricked by someone and fell off the cliff. The soul-locking jade flute fell together with her body. Even if it didn't break, such a small thing might not be found.

She sighed again.

Sang Yu only thought that she couldn't cure her face, felt sad, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she found a topic, "By the way, the servants took those clothes that Concubine Zhang took off before and burned them."

A few days ago, Sang Yu was so scared that she didn't even dare to touch Concubine Zhang's clothes, but now she finally has the courage.

"Go." Pei Qingge waved his hand.

Sang Yu found an iron basin, threw Concubine Zhang's clothes into it in the yard and set it on fire.

As soon as the fire was lit, Concubine Zhang, who had been sitting in the corner without any movement, suddenly rushed out with a low growl.

Pei Qingge was taken aback, wondering how Concubine Zhang would suddenly break through her restraints, and hurriedly followed out, only to see Concubine Zhang push Sang Yu away and kick over the brazier.

Sang Yu was so frightened that she sat on the ground and watched Dowager Zhang shivering.

Concubine Zhang stepped on the fire on the clothes, squatted down to collect the clothes fragments.

Pei Qingge curled her lips, "Why, after wearing clothes for several years, you still wear them emotionally?"

It is true that the corpse will miss the most important thing in life, but she did not expect that Concubine Zhang's obsession would be a set of clothes.

Sang Yu was terrified, but seeing that her target was only clothes, she stood up cautiously and hid behind Pei Qingge.

Concubine Zhang grabbed the pieces of clothes on her own. After wearing those clothes for several years, they were already in ruins. After being burned again, her fingers were stiff and not easy to use, so she picked up pieces that were broken.

But she didn't give up, she just grabbed a handful, broke a handful, dropped a handful, and repeated again and again.

Pei Qingge looked at it for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, "She cares so much about this dress, maybe it was given to her by the late emperor. If there are any good memories, go find a cloth bag and let's pack it for her."

Sang Yu nodded, then turned around to get the cloth bag.

Knowing that Sang Yu didn't dare to approach, Pei Qingge took the cloth bag, walked over, and hung the cloth bag around Concubine Zhang's neck. While grabbing rags from the ground and putting them into the cloth bag, he said, "Look at Bai Jinye's appearance." You are so good looking, you should be a beauty, and the late emperor should have loved you very much when he was alive."

Concubine Zhang looked at Pei Qingge helping her to pack the pieces of clothes, then hugged the cloth bag and didn't move.

"I just don't know why you are like this."

"As a concubine, you were born in a deep palace, so you must have been murdered by a traitor."

"In our country, the emperor only marries one queen, there is no three thousand harem, and there are no turmoil in the palace."

"It's not like you, living so tired."

"But don't worry, it was your good fortune to meet me. When I have a chance to return to Beiming Kingdom, I will definitely send you medicine, and you will be able to recover by then."

Pei Qingge paused, then sighed again, "Unfortunately, your son is short-lived, even if you can recover, he may not be able to see you again, I think he will have a catastrophe at the end of this year, if he doesn't accumulate A little bit of virtue, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through."

"But it's too late to accumulate virtue now, the catastrophe is over, this is fate."

Concubine Zhang didn't move, as if she could understand Pei Qingge's words, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at her without blinking.

Pei Qingge grabbed a handful of rags and put them in the cloth bag, "It's useless for you to look at me. If you go against the sky and change your fate, you will be punished by the gods. I am not related to him, but I don't want to be punished by the gods because of him."

Sang Yu stood far away, and could only faintly hear what Pei Qingge was whispering, but she couldn't hear clearly, so she asked, "Princess, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." Pei Qingge replied, grabbed another handful of rags, and was about to throw them into the bag when his hands stopped suddenly.

There is a hard thing in this rag.

For some reason, Pei Qingge's heart beat violently.

She withdrew her hand and pushed aside the rags.

A palm-sized, five-hole white flute lay quietly in her palm!

The milky white bone flute glowed faintly in the moonlight.

Soul-locking jade flute!

(End of this chapter)