Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1126 Saved by the Prince

When she opened her eyes and woke up, she found that she was lying in an elegant bedroom with a faint fragrance of pear blossoms, and she could see a huge peony screen at a glance.

Although this room is not as luxurious as the Empress Dowager's bedroom, it is more elegant and it scares Leng Luo quite a bit.

She was just struggling to get up when the second prince Xuanyuan Shang came out from behind the screen holding a box of snow jade ointment.

"Miss Leng Luo is injured, lie down quickly."

Xuanyuan still sat down on the chair beside the bed, moved Leng Luo's injured foot to his lap, opened the bottle of Xueyu ointment, opened her trouser legs, and applied the medicine on her scratched wound.

Leng Luo broke free at first, but seeing the second prince taking the medicine seriously, he persuaded her softly.

"Girl, don't move, carefully leave a scar."

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, Leng Luo suddenly felt warm in his heart.

She served the queen mother for ten years, and she did not know how much blood was stained on her body.

But what about the Queen Mother?

That day, she was almost sent to Eunuch Gui's unclean eunuch, and she was toyed with wantonly by him.

Compared with the queen mother who had been with him for ten years, Leng Luo felt that the second prince who hadn't had much contact with him could make her feel at ease, being close at hand, she could smell the elegant aura of the second prince.

When his fingertips were gently pressing and kneading near the wound, Leng Luo felt a tingling sensation, which rippled round and round.

She felt like her heart was pounding like a deer, almost jumping out of her chest. When Xuanyuan Shang finished giving her the medicine, Leng Luo blushed and asked in order to hide her embarrassment.

"Second prince, where is this?"

"This is the Qifeng Palace of my mother's queen. Since my mother's queen entered the cold palace, this place has been vacant all the time."

As if to appease the frightened Leng Luo, Xuanyuan Shang said with a gentle face: "Miss Leng Luo, don't be afraid, the Liyuan is close to Qifeng Palace, and the pear blossoms have declined again these days. When the prince brings you back from Qifeng Palace, No one came across."

The second prince's words seemed to distance himself from her.

Hearing this sentence, Leng Luo felt a little lost in his heart, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It was the second prince who broke the gloomy atmosphere and asked softly, "It rained last night, and the pear blossoms all withered, and the pear orchard was wet and slippery. Why did Miss Leng Luo come to pick pear petals to make wine today?"

"In previous years, I personally brewed pear wine for the Queen Mother."

Leng Luo shyly said: "I was ill a few days ago and delayed the time to pick flowers, so I have to pick pear flowers today."

When it comes to picking pear blossoms, Leng Luo is a little anxious.

"It's hard to get half a basket of pear blossoms. After I fell like this, the pear blossoms for this wine are gone. I'm afraid I won't be able to make pear blossoms this year."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Xuanyuan Shang smiled at her gently: "My mother's empress loves pear blossoms the most. There are many pear trees planted in Qifeng Palace, which are no different from the pear blossoms outside which are blown by wind and rain. The pear blossoms here are in perfect bloom. Miss Lengluo wants to make wine, so pick some and go back. .”

"really?"

Leng Luo was overjoyed, and followed Xuanyuan Shang out of the apse with twists and turns. Sure enough, the garden was full of pear trees, and the branches were covered with pear blossoms.

It's just that the pear branch is a bit high, and you have to fly to the tree to pick the purest white pear petals.

"Miss Leng Luo still has injuries on her body, my prince will pick flower petals for you."

Xuanyuan Shang snatched the basket from Leng Luo's hand, and flew up the tree.

Looking at Xuanyuan Shang who picked flowers for him, Leng Luo felt a kind of good expectation in his heart, if she would pick flowers and make wine with him every year, what a wonderful scene it would be.

(End of this chapter)