Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 625

After finishing speaking, he suddenly took a big gulp of medicine, then bent down, and heavily blocked Zhong Ning's mouth.

The little maid was not feeling well, her face was pale as she stood there, and she was trembling.

She, what did she see.
Zhong Ning was also annoyed: "What are you doing, are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy, and you forced me. If you don't drink, I'll hold you and stand outside the palace gate. I'll feed you personally. I want the whole palace to know who I am."

　 He has always been crazy in love, Meng Baiyun and Zhong Ning know him well enough, he can do it.

Zhong Ning gritted his teeth with a gloomy face, and finally compromised: "Bring it."

Yan Hongyi's eyes were filled with pride, and he sent the medicine bowl to him, gently stroking Zhong Ning's head like stroking a cute little animal: "This is good, this is my good wife."

The little maid fell a few steps back, was she dreaming?

What does the chief executive call the emperor, mother, lady.

Poor little girl, the shock in her heart is probably enough for her to relax for a year or so.

Yan Hongyi and Zhong Ning are arguing wildly, let her deal with the aftermath.

Stepping forward, she walked up to the little palace maid, her voice was gentle and seductive: "Just now, you didn't see anything, did you?"

The little maid nodded frequently, like pounding garlic.

"Enenn."

"You didn't hear anything did you?"

"Enenn."

"You won't say anything, will you?"'

"Enenn."

"Good boy, this is a reward for you, go out."

An exquisitely crafted hairpin was placed in the palm of the little palace lady, but the little palace lady didn't dare to take it at all.

"No, no, slave can't take it, slave, slave has retired."

"Go."

Seeing the back of the little palace lady stumbling, it hurts to see Meng Baiyun.

It is really pitiful to serve such two masters.

Back at the bedside, Zhong Ning had obediently drank the medicine, but when he finished, he smashed the medicine bowl on the ground with clangs, as if venting his anger.

Yan Hongyi got up and took a candied fruit: "Eat it."

"Don't eat."

"Do you think the medicine is bitter from time to time? Do you want me to feed it to you again?"

This threat really worked, Zhong Ning took the candied fruit angrily and stuffed it into his mouth.

She shouldn't have come, why did she come, and was fed another handful of dog food.

This doesn't require her to adjust, it's basically for her to see how the husband and wife show affection.

Hey.

Zhong Ning's illness was caused by his refusal to take medicine, but now he is healed, the problem of taking medicine seems to be solved.

She was also severely abused, but after all, she was seriously injured, so it is better not to be angry, so she said: "Your Majesty, apart from taking medicine for your illness, it is best to treat it every night because of the damage to your heart. Find someone with deep inner strength to heal your wounds before going to bed, so that you will recover quickly and there will be no sequelae."

"I am me."

Yan Hongyi was obliged to volunteer.

Zhong Ning had an expression on your face that you were going away.

"I know you're angry with my brother, but it's really unnecessary. I've been getting along with Long Aohan recently."

Don't worry, don't worry about our affairs, I don't want you to have any suspicions and barriers because of us.

Zhong Ning was dubious: "Really?"

"I understand why you let Feihong go home. For Feihong's child, I will try not to worry about some things."

Zhong Ning seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but his eyebrows were full of pity and sympathy for Meng Baiyun: "If, I mean if, if one day you really get to the point where you can't deal with it, I will definitely help you. "

These words warmed Meng Baiyun's heart.

　 "Thank you."

"You don't need to go back so late today?"

"Oh, I promised the queen mother to stay in the palace for one night. Your majesty, I hope to see you all living well, so please forgive my brother."

As a lobbyist like Meng Baiyun, Zhong Ning's words naturally carry a lot of weight in Zhong Ning's heart.

But he still has his own considerations: "He is reckless, and once he becomes confused, he won't listen to me at all. I plan to transfer him to the respect room."

"No, my lady."

"You call again."

Zhong Ning has a thin skin, and now he is as red as a big apple.

But once this face has blood, it reveals an enchanting allure.

Meng Baiyun felt that he might be fed dog food again, and now Zhong Ning seemed to just want to punish Yan Hongyi, let him get rid of his impulsiveness, his wife taught her husband, and her sister really couldn't say anything.

So he stood up, gave Yan Hongyi a self-seeking expression, and said goodbye: "Then I will go to the Queen Mother first, Your Majesty, remember to take your medicine well, I will come to see you in a few days."

"Well, you go."

Meng Baiyun came out of Weiyang Palace and closed the door behind him, blocking the love in that room.

As the sun sets, this towering and magnificent palace is bathed in a golden light.
Afraid of delaying dinner, she went straight to the Empress Dowager's palace.

The Empress Dowager was very happy about her return, and at night, she had to sleep in the same bed with her, and after talking a lot about herself, she fell asleep contentedly.

Meng Baiyun woke up in the morning, and the queen mother got up early.

A little court lady was dozing off beside her bed, and when she saw her wake up, she knelt respectfully by the bedside: "Princess, you are awake."

"Well, where's the Queen Mother?"

"The Queen Mother is already up, and I'm drinking tea and chatting with a few concubines outside right now."

"Oh, stop kneeling and wait for me to get up."

"Yes, princess."

The clothes prepared by the Empress Dowager were palace attire, much more gorgeous than the long skirt Meng Baiyun wore into the palace yesterday.

Layer upon layer, very elegant.

She also wore a corset. Speaking of which, many women in the palace would wear a corset, for fear that their breasts would sag when they got older.

And some skirts with slanted open fronts don't look good when the breasts are too big.

Meng Baiyun's breasts were crushed, but I have to say that the clothes with small breasts are more obvious.

There are three layers of clothes with corsets inside, the outermost is a blue rose-patterned double-breasted Chinese dress, and the outer is illuminated with a white gauze dress, on which some tender green cloud patterns are hooked with extremely delicate techniques.

After getting dressed, she wanted to sweat.
The maid hurriedly fanned her: "Is the princess hot?"

"Hot out."

"Xiang?"

"Nothing, can I change clothes?"

The little maid shook her head, with a troubled expression on her face: "I'm afraid it won't work. Today's Empress Dowager has invited all the princesses in the harem who have not left the court to lunch. Your clothes are meant to support your identity."

Well, I still have to eat with those princesses.

Forgive her.

When the time comes, she, a fake princess, will not be able to eat the lunch that those real princesses hate.

Moreover, there were really too many princesses left by the late emperor, and she was unwilling to make friends with them.

The queen mother should not blame her for looking at the window and sneaking away, anyway, the queen mother should know that she is a deviant girl.

So, after the little maid finished dressing her, she said she was thirsty and wanted to drink water.

　
(End of this chapter)