The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 810 Qu Tiange, You Are Too Despicable
"This is a marriage bestowed by my father. If my father does not decree, I will not be able to leave at nineteen."

Xu Shu suddenly understood: "What is your plan? Do you want Father to issue an order to trap Nineteen?"

"Yes."

"Qu Tiange, you are really clever. As long as Nineteen escapes privately, even if it is against the decree, everyone related to her will be implicated. You know her temperament and don't like to implicate others, so you did it on purpose. Qu Tiange, you are really despicable."

"In order to keep her, I don't care about being mean."

"Don't worry, I won't let you succeed." Xu Shu stood up and walked out with a cold face.

Qu Tiange stepped forward to block her, with bloodthirsty gloomy eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Xu Shu raised his eyebrows coldly: "You don't care what I do, you just need to know that I will always be on Nineteen's side. You make me despise this matter."

Pushing away Qu Tiange's hand, she flung her sleeves away.

Xia Ying came in to clean up the mess, the table was already broken, pieces of ceramic wine bowls were scattered on the floor, and the fine wine was scattered all over the floor, making it a bit of a mess.

She sighed in a low voice: "Master, I'm afraid the princess will not easily forgive this matter."

Qu Tiange stood with his hands behind his back, by the window, quietly looking at the sleeping Tang Nineteen.

"Take good care of her. After she wakes up, let Qingxing take good care of her and follow her wherever she goes."

Xia Ying sighed again, and shook her head lightly: "Yes, this servant knows."

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Tang Nineteen woke up leisurely, the drums were playing outside, the candles were flickering, and the entire camp was very quiet.

Except for those sparks jumping on the white tent, there was only Xia Ying quietly blending rouge under the candlelight.

The head is heavy like a mountain, which is the result of a hangover.

She got up with a groan, Xia Ying hurriedly put down the work in her hand, and stepped forward: "Princess, are you awake?"

"What time is it?"

Xia Ying replied: "It's time."

"I've been asleep for more than two hours, why didn't you wake me up?"

"My lord told you to sleep and not let anyone disturb you. The emperor sent an imperial doctor over there. The slave gave some money and said that you were tired. He went to call back. The emperor told you to rest. For the banquet at night, you If you don’t want to go there, you don’t have to go.”

Tang Nineteen rubbed her head, Xia Ying turned around and brought over a bowl of black soup: "The sober soup has been simmering by the fire, it's still hot, drink some, it will make you feel better."

Tang Nineteen drank a few sips, his tongue was numb and pushed away: "I want to get up and walk."

"Yes, be careful."

Xia Ying wanted to help, but Tang Nineteen stretched out his hand to block it: "No, I'll do it myself."

As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, and sat back down again.

Xia Ying hurriedly said, "Are you okay?"

"This apricot blossom wine has really strong stamina, I will take it easy."

She was a little short of breath, a little dizzy, light-headed, her temples throbbed and throbbed, and she drank too much, but her physical discomfort diverted part of her attention, and she felt better.

After sitting for a while, Xia Ying was asked to pull up the curtains of the tent. A few gusts of cold wind came in, and she became somewhat awake. She tried to stand up again, but her steps were relatively steady.

Walking to the door and opening it, Qing Xing in an iron gray gown was waiting outside.

She and Qing Xing nodded slightly to say hello, and went out for a walk against the wind and under the moonlight.

Xia Ying chased her out and gave her a cloak, followed by Qing Xing.

Tang Nineteen didn't make a sound, and walked slowly towards a quiet grassy slope.

(End of this chapter)