Genius son best mother

Chapter 362

"In the future, don't go to the mansion of the virtuous prince." Xilingyue sat down with an angry expression on her face.

"Of course, seeing those women, I lost my appetite, and I won't go there in the future."

Su Mingyu jumped off the bed, her complexion improved a little.

Xilingyue looked at Su Mingyu in surprise. "Yu'er—" How could she be so straightforward?

Su Mingyu took the medicine box, cleaned the wound for him, applied some medicinal powder on it, and bandaged it with white gauze.

"Yu'er—" Xilingyue stared at her.

"Yue, I found that I, a lazy person, hate this kind of trouble the most. So in the future, unless it is necessary, I don't want to associate with them."

Su Mingyu hugged Xilingyue.

Yue's embrace was so warm, and she comfortably showed a sweet smile.

"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Xilingyue's purple pupils flashed a hint of worry.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly discovered that Yu'er worried Xiling too much in the past, and she will never do it again in the future." She smiled sweetly, hooked his neck, and kissed his cheek.

"Yue, Xiling will accompany Yu'er to fly a kite, okay?"

"Okay." Xilingyue smiled softly.

He gently hugged Su Mingyu, hugging her, stroking her soft blue hair, the purple pupils were filled with soft light.

The heart, at this moment, settled down.

The little girl brought back from Prince Xian's mansion woke up.

When Su Mingyu heard the report from the steward of the palace, she stood up with a cold expression. "Got it, bring her here."

The butler nodded and obeyed, and came back within less than a cup of tea.

This time when he came back, he was followed by a well-behaved and delicate little girl.

"Baby maid, when you see Princess Ning, hurry up and kneel down."

The steward of the palace sternly said, he raised his leg and kicked the little girl off the ground.

The little girl was trembling all over, knelt on the ground, her head was lowered, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

A flash of dissatisfaction flashed in Su Mingyu's eyes, and she cast a cold glance at the butler of the palace.

"It's none of your business here, you go down first."

"Yes, Wangfei, the old slave is leaving."

"Look up and tell my princess, what's your name?"

Su Mingyu's eyes fell on the little girl's thin back.

"If you go back to the princess, the servant girl is called Shuang'er."

The little girl timidly raised her head, her watery eyes flashed timidity, panic, and inexplicable grievances.

At this time, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if a young daughter-in-law was being bullied by her parents-in-law, and her appearance and demeanor were very much like her personal maid, Xiao Zhu.

Su Mingyu's eyes trembled slightly, and her tone softened a lot.

"Your name is Shuang'er, it's a good meaning to be in pairs. Get up, don't kneel." She walked over and pulled Shuang'er up.

"Prince Ning, the servant didn't mean to burn the princess. I ask the princess to spare the servant this time. The slave will be like a cow and a horse, and I will definitely repay the kindness of the princess."

Her face was pale, her small mouth was tightly pursed, and the teardrops in her eyes were shaking, but she held back all the time, not daring to fall.

She is a stubborn girl!
After Su Mingyu made the assessment, she smiled faintly.

"Get up. I was in a coma last night. I think you must be hungry too. How about this, housekeeper, ask Mrs. Wang in the kitchen to prepare some side dishes for Shuang'er."

The housekeeper came in and looked at Su Mingyu in surprise.

dong dong dong-

But Shuang'er kowtowed desperately on the ground, she wept in panic: "Please be merciful to the princess, just let me spare this time, the servant has Gao Tang's mother to take care of, and there are still a few younger brothers and sisters to take care of." , if the slaves leave, they, they will all starve to death. I beg the princess, I beg the princess—”

Her forehead was broken and bloodshot.

Su Mingyu looked at Shuang'er amusedly, she probably thought she wanted to give her a meal of decapitation.

The corners of her mouth gradually curled up, a bitter smile floated, and she pulled Shuang'er up.

"Don't worry, this princess never does business that loses money. You won't leave after you haven't worked hard to repay this princess."

Su Mingyu took the medicine box on the side, took out a quick white silk, soaked it in spirits, cleaned up Shuang'er's wound, and then bandaged her wound with a piece of white gauze.

Shuang'er was stunned for a moment, she never knew that the master would bandage the wounds of the servants.

When she woke up, she quickly knelt down to apologize, but was stopped by Su Mingyu.

"If you kowtow on this head again, I will bandage you for nothing. From now on, you can live in Prince Ning's Mansion, housekeeper. From now on, Shuang'er will stay in Mingyuexuan and serve by my concubine's side."

Su Mingyu ordered lightly, but the butler's mouth turned into a big round shape.

"Butler, what's the matter?" Su Mingyu frowned slightly, with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"It's nothing, the old slave will take this girl there."

The butler's expression returned to normal, and he gave Shuang'er a cold look. "Let's go, girl."

Shuang'er gave Su Mingyu a grateful look, and that look was filled with too many complicated emotions.

"Yu'er, the kite you want is here."

Xilingyue hurriedly stepped into Mingyue Pavilion, holding a colorful butterfly kite in her hand.

However, when he saw the girl brought down by the butler, a strange light flickered in her icy purple pupils.

"That girl has a pretty face, she is—" Xilingyue's consulting eyes fell on Su Mingyu.

Su Mingyu smiled.

"I rescued her at Prince Xian's mansion yesterday. She looks quite lovely. I decided to keep her and let her serve me by my side. What do you think?"

She took the butterfly kite from Xilingyue's hand, with bright eyebrows and bright smile.

"As long as Yu'er likes it."

Xilingyue nodded lightly, his eyes turned, and he took a deep look at Longcheng beside him, and then Longcheng dodged away with his sword in hand.

"Huh? Why are you going to Dragon City?"

Su Mingyu looked at Longcheng's black back in a strange way.

"It's nothing, there are some miscellaneous matters in the mansion, and he needs to deal with them."

Xilingyue's purple pupils shone slightly, she pointed at the butterfly kite and said, "Yu'er, do you like this kite?"

"Well, I like it very much, but—" The light in Su Mingyu's eyes dimmed a bit.

"What's the matter? Doesn't Yu'er like it?" A look of surprise flashed across Xilingyue's purple pupils.

"No, I like it very much. But Yue, don't you think that a butterfly is too lonely? Butterflies should be in pairs, but it's just a butterfly. It will be very poor and lonely."

Su Mingyu couldn't help but think of the legend about the butterfly turning away.

"My Yu'er, I feel cold and sad."

Xilingyue embraced her with pity, her heart was soft and touched. "Yu'er, how about making another butterfly kite tomorrow so that they can form a pair?"

Su Mingyu smiled, her eyes were as bright as water, as bright as the moon.

"it is good."

"Princess, what kind of hairstyle do you want to wear today?"

Shuang'er's skillful hands were floating in Su Mingyu's soft black hair, she asked with a sweet smile.

During this period of time, Shuang'er gradually understood Su Mingyu, knowing that she was extremely kind to her servants and would not dispose of a person's life at will.Sometimes, her views are eccentric and she doesn't behave like a princess.

But she likes the appearance of the princess very much, because it feels very kind.

As time passed, she became less restrained in front of Su Mingyu, her voice became a little higher when she spoke, and she was no longer the timid girl who was as timid as a mouse when she first came here.

Su Mingyu turned around and looked up at Shuang'er.

"It's just a simple comb. You know, Shuang'er, I don't like complicated hairstyles, it's too cumbersome, and it's easy to sprain my neck."

"Understood, Princess."

There was a smile on the corner of Shuang'er's mouth, and her hands quickly decorated Su Mingyu's hair, and soon a simple and plain style was done.

"Princess, look, what kind of pearl hairpin do you want to wear today?"

Shuang'er opened the jewelry box and placed it in front of Su Mingyu.A dazzling array of pearl hairpins dazzle people's eyes.

Su Mingyu casually pointed to the simple and elegant Seven Treasures Exquisite Jadeite Hairpin. "That's it."

"Princess, is this way too simple?" Shuang'er looked at Su Mingyu's black and shiny black silk bun, decorated with only a small hairpin, making her look a bit shabby. "Put another lotus with parallel stalks here, okay?"

She tried to wear the elegant lotus velvet flower on Su Mingyu's hair.

Su Mingyu smiled, and glanced at the twin lotus flowers on her temple hair, the color was elegant and not conspicuous.

He said: "It's up to you. By the way, that phoenix nobile is too gorgeous, and it's not my favorite style. Shuang'er, I reward you." She took the phoenix nobile with coiled hair from the jewelry box , to Shuang'er.

"Princess, this—"

Shuang'er's face is embarrassing.On weekdays, the concubine took enough care of her. She personally took care of her mother's doctor, and even sent silver to her younger brother to attend a private school.

"Take it, the princess rewarded it, just keep it."

Su Mingyu got up and stretched. "Shuang'er, go to Ningshuiju to have a look. I heard that Qingwu's body is not very cheerful recently."

The corner of Shuang'er's mouth pouted, a little unhappy.

"Wangfei, why do you treat Mrs. Bai so well? Shuang'er thinks she is not as good as Wangfei."

Su Mingyu nodded her forehead.

"Little girl, don't comment on Qingwu at will. She is the sister recognized by the princess and a good friend. In fact, she has suffered enough, so don't treat her badly in the future, understand?"

"Understood." Shuang'er's lips were still curled up, she murmured.

"Isn't Shuang'er afraid that the princess will suffer? Then Mrs. Bai doesn't look like a weak master. As for the princess, protect her like fragile porcelain."

"Shuang'er, what are you talking about alone? Hurry up and follow."

Su Mingyu turned her head to see Shuang'er, who was talking to herself, and couldn't help calling back.

"Yes, Wangfei." Shuang'er hurriedly followed.

Ning Shuiju, Bai Qingwu was lying lazily on the bed, her black hair was loose and her complexion was a little pale.

"Qingwu, what's wrong with you? I heard that you haven't eaten much recently. I thought you had a bad appetite in summer. I didn't expect you to be sick? Xiaohe, why don't you invite a doctor to come over and take a look? No, you can also find me."

Su Mingyu scolded Xiao He who was beside her, and Xiao He looked at Su Mingyu with a panicked expression, and stood silently by the side, not daring to say anything.

Turning around, Su Mingyu held Bai Qingwu's hand, "Let me take your pulse."

(End of this chapter)