Deadly Medical Concubine, Arrogant Second Miss

Chapter 92 The Plague
Rong Qingli glanced at the silent Yunrong, and sneered slightly.

Yun Rong knelt down immediately, tears filled her eyes: "I am sorry for the love of the princess!"

Rong Qingli felt a little cold, this plan was just to ruin her reputation.

If she finds someone like a dude, she will easily send her back.

So they went to Qi Heng. Qi Heng was the son of Prince Gong with a high status. If he dared to fight back with force after being molested by Qi Heng, he might get into big trouble.If you don't fight back, chastity is the foundation of a woman's foothold, no matter how good her medical skills and reputation are, she will be despised by the world.

But no matter how much Qi Heng drinks, he won't touch a girl for no reason.

Qi Heng had a beloved wife, but that wife died early.

What a good plan, let Yunrong, who served her personally, take over her clothes easily, so he can easily sprinkle the spices that Princess Gong used to use during her lifetime!
Rong Qingli sighed softly, since Yunrong entered the Xiaoyang Palace, she has often tested Yunrong's sincerity, and because Yunrong's eyebrows and eyes are similar to Dai Dai's, she was promoted to be a grand maid.

Suspects don't have to be suspicious, and since then she has never doubted Yunrong's sincerity, so she even brought Yunrong to the birthday party.

It's just that she claimed to have lived two lifetimes and would never misjudge someone, but she still stumbled here!

"After returning to Xiaoyang Palace, you don't have to serve me anymore. You can go wherever you want." No matter what the reason was, Rong Qingli could no longer tolerate her.

A faint cry made Yunrong's heart completely collapse, and tears fell silently.She didn't know that the result was tolerance!If it were any other master, she would have died thousands of times already!
"Yes."

In the hall of the princess mansion, the banquet started, and the sound of silk and bamboo was endless.

Rong Qingli squinted her eyes halfway, the place is magnificent and the dancers are also very wonderful, but she couldn't bear to watch it for a long time, and she didn't feel that there was anything new about it.

The maids filed in, and dishes of exquisite side dishes were served.

"Qingli, try this wine, it's the famous Pear Blossom White." Xue Peizhen spoke to Rong Qingli with a smile, her tone flattering.

Rong Qingli knew that Xue Peizhen was afraid that she would be annoyed that she hadn't stood up to protect her in the osmanthus forest.

Rong Qingli didn't blame her too much in her heart. Princess Nimble wanted to follow the four words of being wise and protecting herself, so Xue Peizhen's attitude in the sweet-scented osmanthus forest was not surprising.

That's why Xue Peizhen and Rong Qingli grew up, but their relationship is still the same.

Rong Qingli picked up the wine glass, and Yin Wugou, who was sitting opposite Rong Qingli, had sinister eyes, and immediately concealed his emotions, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, seemingly in a good mood.

Rong Qingli's nose was lingering with the aroma of wine, refreshing.

She covered her lips with her sleeves and gulped it down, her expression slightly intoxicated, "Where did this wine come from?"

Xue Peizhen covered her mouth and chuckled, "It was given by His Majesty a long time ago, and my mother has been reluctant to drink it."

Rong Qingli gently put down the wine glass, and seeing Rong Qingli drank the glass of wine, Yin Wugou smiled from the corners of his eyes and brows, poured a glass of wine and sipped slowly.

Rong Qingli's eyes flickered slightly.

Why does it feel like being burned by fire, it's so hot...

Yin Wugou frowned slightly, his eyes were full of water, and his delicate body trembled slightly.

"Sister Huang, what's wrong?" Yin Wuxuan leaned over from the side.

"It's okay." Yin Wugou gritted his teeth, trying to keep his voice as normal as possible.

"Sister Huang, we will soon be able to see that little bitch make a fool of himself." Yin Wuxuan's delicate face was filled with a slightly distorted pleasure.

is it?

Yin Wugou looked at Rong Qingli's usual expression, and was shocked, why did she feel that she was the one who was tricked?

The burning sensation on his body became more and more unbearable, Yin Wugou got up suddenly.

"I drank too much just now, I'm going to sober up."

Rong Qingli glanced here as if inadvertently, and the corner of her mouth raised a mocking arc.

He really didn't take her title of fairy doctor seriously, how dare he put a love potion in her wine.That being the case, let you have a taste of that medicine.

Rong Qingli's eyebrows were curved, her eyes were sly, like a cunning and cute little fox.

Pleasure is always easy to influence others, Xue Peizhen couldn't help but look at her several times, what happened just now so happy?
Halfway through the banquet, Yin Wugou still hadn't come back, Rong Qingli watched the dance with little interest, and almost fell asleep.

"Ah!" A low cry woke up Rong Qingli.

One dancer suddenly fainted on the ground, and the rest of the dancers looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they hadn't expected this sudden situation.

"The emperor calms down, the eldest princess calms down!"

After a while, the dancers all knelt down, sweating coldly.

Princess Agility was full of anger, and she looked at the emperor who showed no sign.

She scolded angrily: "Don't drag this lowly maid down to me!"

"Wait a minute!"

The agile eldest princess looked back at the person who made the sound.

Rong Qingli frowned, did she deliberately make Princess Agile bear grudges?of course not.Just looking at the dancer's face, her eyebrows twitched.

"Don't touch her yet!"

The person who just wanted to take the dancer away was in a dilemma, not knowing who to listen to.

"What does Princess Xiaoyang mean by this?"

The agile eldest princess said coldly, she felt ashamed for such a junior's offense on her birthday.

"Princess, don't be upset, the servant just thinks that the dancer's symptoms are very strange."

Ignoring Xue Peizhen's tugging, Rong Qingli said.

"Oh?" Rong Qingli's excellent medical skills have long been known to passers-by, and Princess Agile didn't think so and listened to her explanation with anger.

"This symptom is not like the usual typhoid fever or anything, it looks like... having the plague!"

As soon as a word came out, there was a thunderous explosion, and everyone was stunned.

"If the eldest princess doesn't believe it, you can ask the imperial doctor to take a look, so as to calm people's hearts." Rong Qingli continued calmly.

"Tell the imperial doctor!" Before the eldest princess had time to speak, she heard Emperor Wan Long say in a low voice.

Doctor Lin, who was summoned suddenly at the Imperial Hospital, hurried over and mentioned.I heard that it was to see if anyone had the plague, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He took out a white cloth from his sleeve and put it on the dancer's hand, frowning his gray eyebrows carefully felt the pulse, suddenly his hand trembled, his face was snow-white.

Standing up, he turned to Emperor Wan Long and knelt down, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, "Return to Your Majesty, it is indeed an epidemic, but I don't know what kind of humble minister it is."

After finishing speaking, he quietly moved his body, trying to keep a distance from the dancer.

Everyone also turned pale, and hurriedly moved away from the dancer as far as possible. Who doesn't know that the plague is very contagious?

Emperor Wan Long sitting at the top had a gloomy expression.

The eldest princess hates it, it's a good birthday, how could such a thing happen?
The birthday of the princess started with joy and ended with panic.

After the banquet, Rong Qingli returned to Xiaoyang Hall.Thinking about being bored in the palace, he took a car to the Liuwang Mansion, and seeing that Yin Wuyan was not there, he went to find his younger brother.

I'm afraid Mumu is having a good life these days, she has grown taller and rounded a lot.

After talking with her younger brother for a while, Rong Qingli looked at Yun Rong behind her, and lowered her eyes in meditation.

"Just stay here and take good care of the little prince. Your younger brother will also come here to be the little prince's companion."

When she returned to the palace, Rong Qingli had already found out Yun Rong's background, her parents had died early, and there was only one younger brother left, Yin Wugou threatened her younger brother when she saw this.

Yunrong raised her head in surprise. What the princess said meant that the younger brother was out of the control of Princess Changqing, so he could still come to study in the six princes' mansion?

I knew in my heart what kind of favor this was, and I was so grateful that I swore in my heart that I must repay the princess well in this life.

"Thank you, Princess!"

Mumu didn't respond, as long as it was Rong Qingli's words, he would not refute.

After finishing talking with her younger brother, Rong Qingli sat in the verandah, holding a volume of medical books, and slowly waited for Yin Wuyan.

Song Wanzhen saw this scene as soon as she came, and saw the woman's expression was calm, her eyebrows were picturesque, she was dressed in a moon-white dress, she looked like a fairy, she looked like a country and a city, not like a mortal.

Song Wanzhen frowned, tightened her hand holding the tray, moved lightly with lotus steps, and smiled gently.

"The princess is probably tired after reading the book for so long. As the princess, I have prepared some refreshments. I hope the princess will not dislike her."

The voice with a three-point smile was as clear as a warbler, awakening Rong Qingli.

"Your concubine is being polite." Rong Qingli raised her clear and bright eyes and replied politely.

Song Wanzhen made a gesture of invitation.

Rong Qingli picked up a piece of her favorite rose cake, put it to her mouth slowly, and stopped suddenly.

"The princess suddenly remembered that the side concubine seems to be the queen's niece?" She asked with a half-smile.

"En." Song Wanzhen restrained her expression, Rong Qingli still saw Song Wanzhen's trance just now.

Rong Qingli stretched out her hand and pushed away the pastry, "I never like to eat alone, so my concubine should try a piece too."

Song Wanzhen smiled faintly, and ate a piece of rose cake with the exclamation of her maid Ying'er.

"Princess, if I harm anyone, I won't harm you. You can eat this cake without worry." She chuckled.

Ying'er was stunned, with a complicated look on her face.

Rong Qingli ate a piece of rose cake, and heard Song Wanzhen say: "I fell in love with the prince at first sight, and I married into the sixth prince's mansion as a side concubine despite the wrath of the queen's aunt and the opposition of my family."

Her expression seemed sweet, but her eyes were filled with pain, "Unfortunately, my lord doesn't like me. I tried my best to find out what my lord likes, trying to catch his heart. Later, I knew that my lord loves rose cakes the most, so I tried my best to learn how to make them. "

Rong Qingli was puzzled, what did she say these things for.

Song Wanzhen laughed at herself, "This is the rose cake made by my concubine, do you think it is good for the princess?" She paused, and then said, "I later found out that it is not the prince who likes rose cakes, but a woman who likes them, the prince Ai Wu Ji Wu also liked it."

Song Wanzhen looked back, and there was a golden step trembling on Crow Crow's temple, "Guess the Princess, who is that woman?"

Rong Qingli was silent.

Song Wanzhen picked up a piece of rose cake and murmured to herself: "It doesn't matter if he likes someone else, I always know that my love is just my own wishful thinking. I won't hurt the one he loves under the guise of loving him, but one by one"

Song Wanzhen's brows and eyes were sharp in an instant, "But you, Princess Xiangyang! If you love him, why did you leave him? Toss him in different ways? If you don't love, why don't you keep doing it thoroughly? Tell him to give up early?"

Rong Qingli was speechless, and didn't care about why Song Wanzhen knew she was the Princess of Xiangyang. Facing the questioning of an infatuated but not extreme woman, she was speechless.

Song Wanzhen softened her voice, "I know I'm not qualified, but I still want to say something. If you love, please love deeply. If you don't love, please stay away from the prince. Don't let yourself down, let him down. You've done enough."

Rong Qingli lowered her eyelids, her heart was in a mess.

"If you love, please love deeply."

"Don't let yourself down, let down the prince."

"My lord has done enough for you."

It was night, and the moonlight shone lightly, covering the hall with a layer of white gauze.

Rong Qingli lay on the bed, thinking about Song Wanzhen's words over and over again.

Does she... love?
In fact, she never seriously thought about this question.

Now that I think about it carefully, Yin Wuyan's sincerity is noncommittal, but since he was reborn, he has never seen his heart clearly.

The night is as cool as water, some people think over and over again, and ask questions; some people can't wait, stealing fragrance in the middle of the night...

(End of this chapter)