Side Concubine Wan Fu

Chapter 13 Representing Prince Wei's Attitude 06
If he didn't feel it, and then he exuded the murderous aura accumulated in his body to himself, which made Chi Jianing breathe a sigh of relief, and he probably fainted from his aura long ago.

She barely held her body upright, ignoring his presence, and cleaned her face - the face was sticky with the tears welling up earlier, when she saw the towel, the first thing she wanted to do was to wipe her face.

As for the medicinal juice on the small sleeve of the middle coat, it had dried up long ago, and the star juice on his hand didn't know where it went.

"Girl, please drink the medicine." Nanny Yuan knew that the girl was just the daughter of a little rich man, and she didn't know much about the behavior of the nobles. Therefore, when she wiped her hands with the towel to wipe her face, the corners of her mouth twitched, before the master could say anything, she Take a quick step to clean her hands, and then take the warm soup and medicinal juice that Chang Fu is holding to serve her closely.

Chi Jianing twitched, not daring to hesitate any longer. Feeling that the temperature of the medicine bowl in his hand was moderate, he swallowed one mouthful after another. The original owner's body was extremely sensitive, and his senses of taste, hearing, and smell were superior to ordinary people.

This bitterness, compared to the illnesses she suffered in her previous life, is simply childish. But now, while she was swallowing, the tear line was out of her control, and the teardrops fell down.

That pitiful appearance, coupled with her good looks, not to mention Nanny Yuan, even the rootless Chang Fu felt distressed.

It was the second time that Nanny Yuan saw the girl's statement, and her heart still couldn't help but twitch. When she took the empty bowl from the girl's hand, she offered Wen to wash her mouth.

The jade box on the bed table beside her was immediately placed in front of Chi Jianing by her. When she opened it, the box was full of honey cups, and the faint sweetness filled her nostrils. He spit out the warm water in his mouth into the porcelain spittoon, picked one up at random, and quickly threw it into his mouth, his little face wrinkled for half a breath, before he felt the sweet taste in his mouth and let go.

Seeing that the girl had taken the medicine, and tears still remained on her face, Nanny Yuan immediately gave her a clean handkerchief to wipe her face.

It was the first time to see the childish behavior of the little woman, and Yong Jingzheng was amused, although his face was still dark and speechless.But the phoenix eyes are raised, and the corners of the long and narrow eyes are slightly cheerful, making him originally austere and heroic, suddenly handsome and bright, and beautiful.

When Chi Jianing met Prince Wei, he saw a smile from the corner of his eyes, changed from his previous cold and impermanent demeanor, which made her lower her head abruptly after a moment of shock, not daring to commit any further crimes.

"Chang Fu, now go pick a few first-class maidservants to serve your master. For the ones before, give me a reward and throw them out." Prince Wei frowned when he saw her evasive behavior, and looked at her even with fear and discomfort. , still with a small straight waist, he felt slack in his heart, afraid that she would be overwhelmed again, and would rather be broken than whole, he was silent for a while and ordered.

"..." After hearing this, Chi Jianing straightened his body even more. He was even more afraid of Prince Wei who was a few steps away. This is ancient times!The life of a slave is nothing more than an ant that has fallen into the dust. It is up to the master to beat or kill it.

In modern times, although she is considered a little rich, she has always lived in the realm of ordinary little riches. She has never come into contact with this kind of realm where a random order can make people want to beat or kill!
In ancient dynasties, where did peace, justice, and equality come from?
When she becomes a concubine, just like this kind of slave, will she be beaten, killed, sold, or given away, all by the master's words?
(End of this chapter)