The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 3 Poor

"Miss, let's eat first." Ding Dang walked to the table with the food, and looked at Yue Churen who was sitting by the window with wide eyes.On that day, the people of Yuechu 'assassinated' the Seventh Prince, and she was also imprisoned here, unable to leave even a single step.When the time came, someone would come to deliver food outside, so she opened the door to receive it. After so many years in the Shangshu Mansion, relatively speaking, the past few days have been very peaceful.

"Well, let's eat." Yue Churen recovered, and then stood up.She felt that wearing this ancient clothes was very obstructive, but she couldn't be naked.

The master and servant sat down together, the food was pretty good, four dishes and one soup, compared to Shangshu Mansion, Ding Dong thought it was good.

"Miss, we have been imprisoned here for three days, otherwise we should find a way to inform the master." Ding Dong was a little puzzled seeing Yue Churen seemed to be not worried about anything.In the past, the lady didn't speak all day long, with a sad face.Later, when she found out that she was going to marry the Seventh Prince who was suffering from a long illness, she cried all day long.But in the past few days, apart from being in a daze from time to time, the young lady has a relaxed face all the time, and she always smiles when talking to her, which makes her unpredictable.

"Master? That... my father?" Yue Churen glanced at Ding Dong on the opposite side, and then pouted unabashedly, "You'd better get rid of this idea, if he knows that I 'assassinated' my husband on the wedding night, he will be the first one." Kill me." Che, I have asked Ding Dong about the old Yuechu man in the past few days, coupled with this skinny body, it sounds like a doormat.Knowing that the Seventh Prince is a sick ghost, that father wants her to marry him, and he doesn't care about his life or death. It can be seen that he is an absolute snob.

"Then we'll be locked up all the time, maybe the Seventh Prince will kill us one day." Ding Dong couldn't eat anymore, lowered his head, tears streaming down his face.

Seeing her crying, Yue Churen couldn't eat anymore, so he put down his chopsticks, "You're not dead yet, don't cry. I promise you won't die, maybe you will have to be sacrificed in the future!"

The sick ghost's poison has not been in a day or two. According to her judgment, she must have been poisoned in the womb.But being able to live until today is considered his ability to persevere.But she was sure he wouldn't live long.If she hadn't pricked her a few times that day, he would have had to burp that night.

Ding Dang stared at the confident Yue Churen with red eyes, obviously not believing, but she believed what she said sonorously and forcefully.

No longer looking at Ding Dong's mournful face, Yue Churen got up and went to the dressing table to pick up a hairpin, then sat cross-legged on the bed, rolled up his sleeves and looked for acupuncture points to pierce himself.

Ding Dong was used to sitting there watching her. In the past few days, Yue Churen would do this every time after eating.At first, Ding Dong thought she was going to commit suicide, crying and rushed over to snatch the hairpin away.Unexpectedly, Yue Churen glared at her and frightened her.That look, with countless blades hidden, was more terrifying than the general she had seen fighting in the battlefield full of evil spirits.

In fact, Yue Churen stabbed himself like this because his body was too weak. I'm afraid he had never eaten a good one before, and his body suffered a serious loss.She tried to eat as much as possible. In order not to overburden the stomach and intestines, she stimulated the acupuncture points to help absorb and digest, so that the body would be able to recover in a short time.

She doesn't want to look like a sick child, even though her name is Chu Ren, she is charming.She still likes herself to be strong.

Knock knock!Suddenly someone knocked on the door outside.Ding Dong looked at Yue Churen, she nodded and signaled Ding Dong to open the door.

Ding Dong wiped his eyes, then walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door was a 27-year-old guard dressed in blue, with an expressionless face and stressed eyes.

"My lord invites my concubine to come to Ya'an hall to talk about it." His voice was the same as his appearance, Ding Dong looked at him a little timidly.

"Princess, my lord, please go over." Turning her head to look at Yue Churen, she was still stabbing herself.

"Well, wait a while." Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yue Churen didn't lift his head.

Ding Dong looked back at the guard, clearly seeing his darkened face.

"My lord is in a hurry, please come over as soon as possible." He raised his voice, his voice was unpleasant.

"Hehe, anyway, I still have an empty title on my head, so you just talk to me like that? Go back and tell your lords that I'm very tired and I'm going to bed." Yue Churen smiled, as if he was in a good mood.But Ding Dong, who has been with her for the past few days, can tell that the brighter her smile, the more unhappy she is.

Sure enough, the guard choked up, and then lowered his tone, "This subordinate is guilty. The prince really has something urgent to discuss with the princess, please move."

"That's right! Only when you respect others can others respect you. Even if you are a beggar on the street, you still have three points of dignity." As he spoke, Yue Churen also walked to the door.With a smile, she squinted her eyes at the guard, then walked around him and walked out of the place where she was locked up for three days.

The guard led the way, and Yue Churen looked around as he walked, as if he was visiting a garden.Ding Dong, who was following behind, was very anxious, and wondered if the Seventh Prince asked them to go to ask for a crime.

Walking through the pavilions and pavilions, bypassing the cloister garden, the people of Yuechu finally saw the original ancient buildings.It is much more refined than imagined, and the working people are indeed the greatest.

After going around several times, I finally arrived at the Ya'an Hall.Walking in from the arch, the goal is the cobblestone path, with delicately trimmed low tree walls on both sides.Behind the wall are blooming and gorgeous flowers, butterflies fluttering, it is really leisurely.

"Princess, please." In front of an open door, the guard who led the way asked Yue Chu to enter.

With his hands behind his back, Yue Churen stepped in with a joyful expression.

The simply furnished room was burning with refreshing incense, Yue Chu moved his nose, and then saw the incense burner.

Blinking her eyes, she turned around and looked towards the window. On a soft couch, a man in a crescent white robe was reclining and looking at her.

With just one glance, Yue Churen recognized him. Isn't this her 'husband'?That sick Seventh Prince.

After looking him up and down, Yue Churen realized that this man is quite good-looking.Although it looks crooked, but the innate nobility lingers in every part of the body, making people know that this person is not ordinary at a glance.

"You look good today." With a familiar comment, Yue Churen walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, took a sip by himself, then walked to the incense burner, poured a cup of tea into it, and instantly extinguished the fire inside. Incense.

"Is there something wrong with the incense?" The person behind him spoke, his voice was deep and magnetic, with kindness, which made people feel that he was as harmless as his appearance.

Yue Churen put down his cup casually and walked towards him, saying: "There is nothing wrong with it, I just don't like to smell it. Any incense will hurt the body if you smell it for a long time. The best incense is the air without any smell." Sitting down on the other side, she didn't feel anything wrong.

(End of this chapter)