Suo Jinghua: The Concubine of the Violent King

"Do you think I don't know?" Shui Xiangyue said in a low voice, her tone was not lacking of irritability, "But you let me give up at this point, isn't all the previous hard work in vain?"

"Miss, let me beg you, please, let's not go through this muddy water, and you also said that there is a candidate for the next saintess heir to Lingjing, so what if you get the Holy Spirit Stone? If Xu doesn't have to wait until the next day In ten years, if the three rulers reach the spiritual realm, the Great Elder will order the current saint to abdicate."

What Yin Long said was not bad at all, but she just couldn't be reconciled.Why can Wei'er get all the care and love, but she can't keep up with everything, and in the end, she may be working in vain. "But I don't want to let it go."

"Miss, can you be sober? You made a wrong decision to come to Dongzhao with King Dongzhao. Now it's not a question of whether you want to or not, but a question of how to save your life."

It was only then that Shui Xiangyue realized the seriousness of Yin Long's words. It would not be easy for her to get the Holy Spirit Stone and leave Dongzhao alive.If things get to the point of no return, she will have no choice but to sink the boat.

At the gate of Chunhua Hall, there were people waiting early.

When Zhu Sha saw the people approaching not far away, she greeted them enthusiastically, with tears in her eyes, "Miss Eleven, I thought I would never see you again."

Shui Xiangyue heard from Yin Long that according to the human figure Yin Long depicted in her impression, she should undoubtedly be cinnabar.He stretched out his hand to hold her, and said with a smile, "Fool, unless I die, you have to serve me for the rest of my life."

"Bah, bah, bah..." Zhu Sha said, "Today is a good day for the girl to go back to the palace, don't say such unlucky things."

The master and servant entered Chunhua Hall holding hands, and Shui Xiangyue asked again, "Why don't you see Bixin?"

Zhu Sha said: "Princess Silan of Yuhua Palace is not feeling well, Aunt Liu Mei temporarily asked her to work as an errand in Yuhua Palace. Really, I don't know that the girl is coming back, otherwise Aunt Liu would not let Aunt Liu take her away. "

"It's okay, Bi Xin is originally from Chunhua Palace, and she will come back sooner or later."

Shui Xiangyue spoke carelessly, but Zhu Sha listened.Thinking about how the girl forgot that Bixin was not originally from Chunhua Palace, but was sent by Wang Cai later.Unable to figure it out, and because she was happy to see her master again, Zhu Sha didn't take it to heart.When he turned around, he saw that the guard who brought the girl back was still there, and said, "Why are you still here, hurry back and give the order to the king."

Yin Long didn't want to leave, but there were rules in the palace, and if he didn't abide by them, his flaws would be exposed.

"Is this guard new here? Why are you so ignorant of the rules?" Zhu Sha muttered, and then smiled when she looked at Shui Xiangyue, "The girl is exhausted, and the servant is going to fetch hot water for the girl to bathe, maybe the king I will come to bed tonight, we have to prepare early."

Zhu Sha happily went out to fetch water from the palace gate, but Shui Xiangyue was terrified when he heard it.If King Dongzhao really finds out that she is still a complete body, then her false eleven will be self-defeating.what to do?what to do?

Zhu Sha brought water to take a bath, and Shui Xiangyue soaked in the bathtub, thinking about everything.Finally, the snowflakes fluttering outside the half-closed window gave her inspiration.

There are carpets and stoves in the sleeping hall, and the temperature outside and inside the hall are two worlds.

Taking advantage of Zhu Sha's inattention, Shui Xiangyue rushed out of the hall wearing thin obscene clothes.A bone-piercing chill instantly chilled the whole body, but Shui Xiangyue smiled triumphantly.

Zhu Sha rushed out screaming, and was about to push Shui Xiangyue into the bedroom, "Girl, what are you? Be careful of the evil wind soaking your body!"

Shui Xiangyue grabbed Zhu Sha's hand, deliberately procrastinating the time to stay outside the hall, she showed a bit of grievance after being excited, and said: "I heard the sound, and thought it was the king coming. I came out happily, and didn't think about who is here." None. Zhu Sha, didn’t you say that the king might come over? Why not come now?”

It turned out that the master was missing the king, Zhu Sha pulled the master into the warm bedroom, and said: "If the king wants to come, he must have finished the matter. Didn't he come here in the middle of the night before? Girl, hurry up and have dinner, and then wait The king is coming."

Shui Xiangyue nodded obediently, and Zhu Sha said: "Your maidservant is going down to prepare dinner, and the girl has a rest first."

Watching Zhu Sha leave, Shui Xiangyue ran outside the hall again in the cold air.When she was in Anlou before, she was worried that King Dongzhao would move her body, so she asked Yin Long to touch a few hidden points of her own, making her look like the symptoms of exhaustion and evil wind entering the body.But that can only succeed for a while, if you really want to achieve your goal, you have to be really sick.

As soon as she heard Zhu Sha's footsteps coming back, Shui Xiangyue hurried back to the bedroom, and after a short while, she felt something strange in her body.But instead of worrying, she was happy about it.

Zhu Sha led the two maidservants to bring dinner, and after signaling the maidservant to leave, she brought a bowl of concoction to Shui Xiangyue, "The maidservant was worried that the girl was caught in the cold just now, so I specially asked someone to cook a bowl of concoction. Ginger soup is here, it is very useful to dispel the cold, girl, drink it quickly."

Shui Xiangyue ridiculed that this maid in the palace is really considerate of her master, but this ginger soup is absolutely undrinkable, once she drank it, wouldn't she be cold in vain?Bring it over and hold it in your hand and take a sip, "Well, it's so hot."

"Ginger soup is only effective if you drink it while it's hot." Zhu Sha said and went to the table to prepare dishes. Shui Xiangyue poured the ginger soup into the flower pot beside him in an instant, pretending to drink it seriously.

"Zhu Sha, you are so kind." Shui Xiangyue said while handing the bowl to Zhu Sha.

Zhu Sha was a little embarrassed, "It's the servant's job to take good care of the girl. Besides, if the girl feels unwell, the servant can't afford it if the king blames her."

Shui Xiangyue began to have a fever in the middle of the night, and when Zhu Sha noticed it, she was already dizzy.

The master suffered such a great crime on the first night of his return, Zhu Sha thought that his life was at an end.He first invited the imperial doctor, and then someone notified the king.Immediately when the king came, he knelt by the side of the master's bed and pleaded guilty.

"It's all the servant's fault, please forgive me." Zhu Sha kowtowed.

Shui Xiangyue leaned halfway into Qi Mingye's arms, "I beg the king not to blame Zhu Sha, it's all because of my poor health, I'm too weak for the king to worry about."

Qi Mingye lifted the quilt on her body, and waited on the imperial doctor standing beside her, "What's wrong with Ai Ji?"

The imperial doctor clasped his hands and said, "If you come back to the king, Miss Eleven is suffering from severe wind-cold, and she has a high fever. Wei Ju is planning to use acupuncture to cure her fever. Although it won't cure her, it can at least make her feel better."

"Then give the needle quickly." Qi Mingye ordered in a deep voice, and the imperial doctor immediately stepped forward in fear, and started to give the needle to Shui Xiangyue.

Shui Xiangyue didn't expect the disease to be a success, but it was beyond her expectation that it was so serious.

After the imperial doctor finished the injection, I really felt much better.But she tugged on Qi Mingye's sleeve and acted like a baby, "My lord, I'm still uncomfortable."

"Ai Ji doesn't need to worry, the imperial doctor has already prescribed some medicine, and Ai Ji will recover in the morning after taking it." Qi Mingye patiently comforted her, unable to figure out what kind of tricks she was trying to play.