Peach Blossom Makeup

Chapter 34 Prince Consort: The Princess Misses Her Maternal Family

The small Buddhist hall covered with ivy is dark and damp.

Amidst a roar, the green vines were spread out on the ground, and the Avalokitesvara statue hidden in the darkness showed a compassionate expression under the sun, but it collapsed in just a moment.

The ground was full of smoke and dust, Concubine Luo stood far away, a strange sense of excitement floated in her heart, it was like wanting to do a bad thing, and one day it finally happened, and her bones were full of restlessness.

During the period, Ji Xia captured the servant who wanted to report to the son-in-law, and Guard Gu personally led people to keep the Anfo Temple tightly guarded so that not a single fly could fly out.

The corners of Concubine Luo's mouth curled up into a smile, she squinted her peach blossom eyes, watching the small Buddhist hall turn into nothingness with her own eyes, and thinking about Qin Shou's expression after knowing it, she felt relieved.

"This Buddhist hall is in the way of my eyes, so there must be no rubbish left, and it will be completely demolished by me!" She said carelessly, but her bright eyes showed gloating.

She went back to the side hall, leaving only the guards there to deal with the aftermath.

Shouyang came up to meet her, with a worried expression on his face, "Princess, it's getting hotter these days, why don't you go to the house in Rongzhou to take refuge?"

Concubine Luo knew what she was worried about, she smiled to herself, "Auntie, since some things have already been done, they cannot be avoided."

She paused, thinking of the past, "What's more, my son-in-law and I are doomed to have grievances for the rest of our lives. One of them must die before it can be settled."

Hearing this, Shouyang was shocked, "Princess, don't say such unlucky words, there are queen mothers and saints in the capital, and they are the princess' backing."

Concubine Luo didn't want to say too much to Shouyang, she smiled, "I know."

Shouyang still feels uneasy, she thinks about everything more than other maids, and because of her age, she knows that no matter how hard the husband and wife are at each other, they won't be like the princess and the son-in-law.

"Princess, why don't you go back to the capital?" The words blurted out, and the thoughts in my heart couldn't be restrained anymore, "Princess, endure for a few more months, next year the sage will be crowned in charge, and when the capital comes, the son-in-law dare not let the princess go back .”

The capital city is a place she is familiar with, unlike Rongzhou, where she was restricted at the beginning.

But since she knows the past, how can she pretend not to know it, and accept the protection of her mother and elder brother with peace of mind, and wait for Qin Shou to be killed by him again when he goes to the capital?
She never told anyone that she actually wanted to protect her mother and elder brother, even if it was only once, even if the building was about to collapse and it was impossible to recover, she still wanted their lives to be safe.

"Well, wait a little longer." She said perfunctorily, many things have begun to be different from before, so she doesn't know what will happen in the future.

Shouyang was silent, she was just a maid of honor, even though she had stayed in the palace for countless years, she still didn't know much about the princess.

So she turned away from the conversation and turned to talk about other interesting things.

While the two were chatting, Guard Gu strode in, bowed his hands and said, "Princess Qi, I found this thing in the Buddhist hall."

As he said that, a touch of silk appeared on his hand. The silk was old and slightly yellowed, and densely packed small characters could be seen on it.

Concubine Luo's heart skipped a beat, she intuitively felt that this must be what Qin Shou was looking for, and to him, it was very important!
This is why there was no Buddhist hall in the Anfo Temple in the previous life, because Qin Shou demolished the Buddhist hall early in order to find this thing.

However, she is the one who demolishes it right now, so what Qin Shou wants will naturally fall into her hands.

Peach Blossom Eyes sparkled for a moment, Concubine Luo curled her lips and smiled, this kind of unexpected joy, maybe the red makeup building that she thought she couldn't get her hand would obediently jump into her palm.

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The following is what Ah Yu wants to say: I will only update this time, so I would like to say sorry to everyone!

Ah Ji was feeding the rabbit on the balcony last night. Ah Ji raised a cute white-haired lop ear. He squatted down to catch the rabbit food. When he straightened up, the back of his head hit the lump on the balcony. The pain was so painful that he wanted to die !
Mr. Bobo asked if I was bleeding?I answered no, then walked to the door of the room to wash my hands, and touched the back of my head, no! !
I took it down and saw that my hands were covered with blood. Ah Ji's face was stunned for a moment, and he knew how to tell Mr. Bobo, who was helping me to feed the rabbit, "It's bleeding."

Er Zai was also frightened by the blood on my hand, and kept talking around me, "Go to the hospital for stitches."

I really want to say, son smash, don't spin, your mother didn't get dizzy from the pain, she will be dizzy from you!

However, I have a headache, and I can't say anything.

When Mr. Bobo came over, he saw that I was still standing at the door, and shouted, "Come here, let me take a look."

Ah Ji was still thinking at the time, Wucao, the film was smashed and bled, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be this kind of déjà vu.

Then, Ma Dan, it hurts!
The blood was stained on the hair, and there was no way to wipe it off. Mr. Bobo searched for a long time before he saw the wound that was bleeding all the time. He cut off the surrounding hair. Seeing that the wound was not too big, he wiped it with disinfectant. On strong request, stick a Band-Aid on it.

The hair was so messed up that I couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Mr. Bobo also hit me mercilessly, "You can't wash your hair until the wound is scabbed."

Finally, I added a knowing blow, "Sleep on my stomach tonight!"

Is there no love in life?Will my hair go rancid if I don't wash it for a few days?Do I still have to go out to work and meet people?

The most important thing is, sleeping on the belly with small breasts won’t really hit the bones? ! ! !
Above, I got up late this morning, and my head still hurts from time to time, and this is rare and late, but the second update at 3 p.m. has not changed, um, at least [-] words.

(End of this chapter)