My princess is super fierce

Chapter 14 Dreamland
As soon as Yun Luoer walked out of the living room, Mum Kui came up to meet her, with a nervous look on her face, probably because she heard movement in the hall.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Yun Luo'er shook her head lightly, not wanting to say more, "Go back first, I'm too tired today."

If it wasn't for those people in the living room who bullied Yun Luoer too much, she didn't want to waste her words.

Just now in the tea house, I wasted all my efforts, and now I feel weak all over.

When she was still that stupid Yun Luoer who was bullied by others?Ah!

Lifting his feet, he walked straight towards the firewood house in the backyard, without any sadness or joy on his face.

Mong Kui looked at her straight back, her nose was sore, and she couldn't ask any questions.

When they went to the firewood room, the two had a tacit understanding, just like going back to the Jingxinyuan.

Yun Luoer stood in front of the window of the woodshed, looking out of the window indifferently, her face was extraordinarily calm, and Mong Kui was busy arranging the furnishings in the woodshed.

After a while, someone came to report.

"Second miss, the master wants you to go back to rest in the yard, and choose a suitable time tomorrow to heal the fourth young master's hand."

In a word, so light and fluffy, it will expose the blame just now.

Yun Luoer knew that it was those last words that made Yun Zhongtian feel guilty, and because of this, she was even more puzzled by Yun Zhongtian's attitude.

Luo Yunxian, Yun Luoer's biological mother, no one knows about this woman's origin, and the only reason Yun Luoer can think of is the reason for Yun Zhongtian's strange attitude.

Mallow was very happy, "Miss, we can go back to the yard."

Yun Luoer shrugged, said indifferently, "Yes."

In fact, for her, wherever she lives is the same.

In the meditation courtyard, as soon as their front feet arrived, people came from behind.

The butler brought four servant girls to come, and he looked at the woman sitting above, with drooping eyebrows, blew the tea in his hand leisurely, and drank it unhurriedly.

"Housekeeper, let them all go back, the retreat doesn't need it."

The housekeeper's old face flashed across, wondering why, "Second Miss is embarrassing, this is the master's arrangement, and the lady nodded."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the underlying meaning was clear at a glance, and any smart person would know it.

Buy and sell by force, and you have to accept it if you don’t accept it.

Yun Luo'er looked at him calmly, and said, "In that case, stay outside the yard to clean, and don't come into the yard to disturb me, otherwise don't blame me for sending him back."

Mong Kui walked in quickly from the door, took a peek at the butler, and stood aside, "Miss, the butler is ready to deliver dinner, do you want to eat now?"

Yun Luo'er didn't look at her, but instead asked the housekeeper, "Is there anything else?"

The butler smiled flatteringly, and bent even more, "Second Miss, it's the Master and Madam who want to ask when we can save the Fourth Young Master. The Fourth Young Master is in so much pain that he can't eat or sleep now."

He didn't believe that the suddenly stupid young lady of the Yun family could heal someone's illness when she woke up, and secretly thought that the madam was also going crazy, so she would believe the nonsense of the second young lady.

Yun Luoer's cherry lips parted slightly, her voice was distant, "Tomorrow."

The butler responded and walked out.

Dong Kui glared at the butler's back, "Now I know I'm here to please the young lady. Back then, the butler always dealt with it impatiently as long as it was about the second young lady."

Yun Luoer stood up and said calmly, "It's okay, real enemies are far more worthy of respect than fake friends."

Before the dinner table, Yun Luoer glanced at the dishes on the table, eight meat and five vegetables plus three soups, probably Yun Luoer has never tasted it in her life.

Thinking that one person couldn't finish it, he asked Mum Kui to set up more bowls and chopsticks, and called Qingfeng and Qingyang, who kept guarding in the dark and worked very hard.

Convincing people with virtue is the best policy.

Eating at the same table with the master, the three of them were awkward at first, but Yun Luoer's expression was indifferent, as usual, so there were not so many quarrels, not to mention the mallow, Qingfeng and Qingyang were also secretly grateful.

After dinner, they simply wash up and rest.

Located in Yincheng, a simple and elegant teahouse, which is also the teahouse where Yun Luoer saves people during the day, looks extraordinarily quiet at night.

In the backyard, the only room that was still lit.

In the room, dim yellow candles flickered, two shadows flashed in the room, and there were two more people.

Ning'er turned around sharply, startled in her heart, hurriedly stood up and said, "My lord."

"Get up and talk!"

The man was dressed in dark purple robes, with an exquisite and handsome face. The dim light shone on his face, and his facial features seemed to be carefully carved, adding a bit of a kingly air.

A guard stood beside him.

Ning'er got up, stepped aside, meek and respectful, "Your lord can just call Ning'er if you have something to do, why come here in person."

The man walked to the side of the bed a few steps, and put his hand on the pulse of the person on the bed. After a long time, in the simple room, only the sound of breathing was left, and it slowly let go, and there was a slight strangeness in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ning'er knew what he was doing, and asked, "My lord, are you wondering about my father's injury?"

"En." He glanced at the woman standing beside him, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Ning'er paused, and said with lingering fear, "Ning'er also thought that my father was seriously injured this time, but the young master said that as long as he took some ordinary decoctions, he would wake up just once, and it would be fine."

Beicheng Wushang put down his hands, his well-versed eyes were filled with peace, and said, "I want to know the ins and outs."

Ning'er's pretty face flashed a trace of hesitation, and said, "Today in the lobby, when the young master gave his father his pulse, he used a special technique, and Ning'er didn't see it clearly, but afterward she treated his father's injuries, and Ning'er was the only one. What is certain is that the young man is an expert.

Because I was not sure about my father's injury, I specially invited a doctor just now, but the doctor only said that my father is fine. "

Her voice still couldn't help trembling slightly, concealing what she saw today, but when she thought that the prince was her savior, she could only speak to this extent.

The man's eyes suddenly deepened, and he glanced at the accompanying guard standing beside him.

The guard understood, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, I'm sure he walked into Yunfu, he should be from Yunfu."

Beicheng Wushang's eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice, "In this case, I will go to Yunfu tomorrow and tell Yun Zhongtian that my king is ill this morning, so I delayed the transfer of the dossier."

"Yes!"

"Miss Ning'er." He was about to leave when he turned around suddenly.

Ning'er raised her head slightly, "What orders does the lord have?"

"Don't mention today's matter to anyone again, understand?"

Ning'er breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded logically.

In a blink of an eye, the two left, and the room was silent.

Late at night and heavy with dew, a round of cold moon hangs alone in the night sky, and the faint and cold moonlight shines on the lonely courtyard.

Through the simple windows in the courtyard, you can clearly see the scene in the house.

On the bed, Yun Luoer tossed and turned, suddenly opened her eyes and closed them again, feeling uncomfortable all over.

She is a person who goes with the situation, but what happened today is really unimaginable.

Died in an explosion, broke away from the identity of the killer, and lived a new life, despite the new identity, there are endless troubles...

Countless things flashed through my mind, and I didn't even know when I fell asleep. Before I knew it, I stepped into the void, and there seemed to be only a vast expanse of whiteness left between the sky and the earth.

In the distance, the boundless and distant voice sounded like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, "You are finally back."

(End of this chapter)