Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 129
It was already the morning of the next day when Ruan Mianmian woke up, she moved her body a little, her whole body was sore.

This soreness reminded her of what had happened before she fell asleep.

She looked up and saw that she was in the bedroom, she pursed her lips, her cheeks were a little pale, and saw a thin figure waiting outside the gauze curtain.

"Hsinchu."

Lifting the gauze curtain, Hsinchu quickly ran in from the outside and knelt down on the ground: "Princess."

Ruan Mianmian felt better when she realized that there was no ambiguous smell on her body.I looked at the clothes, but it wasn't the one I was wearing before.

Hsinchu saw that the princess was checking the clothes, he hesitated in his heart, but he replied honestly: "Princess, yes, it is His Highness who helped you."

Ruan Mianmian's body trembled slightly, and she stretched out her hand to sit up, when a worried voice from Hsinchu came to her ear: "Princess, be careful, your hand is hurt."

Ruan Mianmian looked along the place Hsinchu said, only to notice that her hands had been wrapped in thick cloth strips, and there was a faint smell of herbs.

Hsinchu said with concern on his face: "Princess, why are you doing this?"

Closing his eyes, Ruan Mianmian leaned against the bed weakly, his gaze was as clear as ever: "Xinzhu, how long have I been asleep?"

While helping the princess to get up, she respectfully replied: "Princess, you have been asleep for nearly a day."

Feng Jiuyou said that three days later, the empress, noble concubine and several concubines would go to the Taimiao outside the city to worship their ancestors, and she slept for nearly a day.

Biting her lip, Ruan Mianmian looked at Hsinchu and asked, "Where's Linglong?"

Hsinchu's body trembled, and her complexion turned pale: "Wang... Princess, you... Although Sister Linglong did something wrong, but... But she is also doing it for the good of the princess."

A trace of coldness appeared in Ruan Mianmian's eyes: "For my own good?"

Hsinchu looked at Wang Hao's expression slightly trembling, knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "Wang Hao, you are Your Highness's Princess, and it is only natural to be close to His Highness."

"Your Highness is the most beautiful man in our Fengtian Dynasty, and apart from the previous concubine, there has never been another woman in this Jiuyou Palace."

Seeing Wang Hao looking at him coldly, Hsinchu continued: "Your Highness... Your Highness is actually very good to Wang Hao."

As if afraid that the concubine would not understand, Xinzhu continued: "For so long, this is the first time this servant has seen His Highness hugging a woman like that in Jiuyou Palace, and also... personally bathing for you, concubine."

"Enough!" Ruan Mianmian's scalp went numb, and she thought she would go crazy if she continued to listen.

Feng Jiuyou bathed her?With a slight force on the hand, there was a burst of pain in the palm.

After a while, streaks of blood slowly seeped out from the white gauze.Ruan Mianmian moved her hands slightly to prevent Hsinchu from seeing what was going on in her hands, "Xinzhu, let me ask you again, where is Linglong?"

Hsinchu's body trembled, and just as she was about to continue pleading, Feng Jiuyou's lazily smiling voice came from outside: "Wu Ai, if you ask her, you might as well ask me."

Hearing Feng Jiuyou's voice, Ruan Mianmian's body trembled.The gauze-wrapped hand tightened a little more, and the bloodshot inside became a little more.

If you can hide it from Hsinchu, how can you hide it from Feng Jiuyou?
With a lazy and evil smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, he strode to the bed and pulled Ruan Mianmian up from the bed, letting her lean in his arms.

Reaching out to grab Ruan Mianmian's hand, his voice was low and indifferent: "You don't want your hand anymore?"

Resisting the urge of resentment in her body, Ruan Mianmian forcefully pulled her hand out of Feng Jiuyou's hand: "What's so good about being disabled? Why am I not willing to let go of my own hand?"

There was a trace of surprise in the deep eyes, Feng Jiuyou raised her eyebrows and looked at Ruan Mianmian, seeing that she gently untied the gauze on her palm, she was more careful than he imagined.

Slightly relieved, he looked at Hsinchu who was stunned aside and said, "What are you still doing, bring the medicine here!"

Hsinchu shivered, nodded quickly, turned around and ran out, and then quickly ran in from the outside while twisting the medicine box.

Under Feng Jiuyou's scorching gaze, Ruan Mianmian took the wound medicine calmly.Ready to do it himself, the wound medicine in his hand was directly taken by Feng Jiuyou.

The slender eyelashes quickly covered the flash of coldness in her eyes, Ruan Mianmian resisted all kinds of discomfort in her heart, and let Feng Jiuyou take medicine for her wounds.

Hsinchu did not know when he had already retreated, and there were only the two of them left in the bedroom.

Looking at Feng Jiuyou who was carefully applying medicine to her near Chi Chi, Ruan Mianmian's voice was a little hoarse: "I want to go to the Taimiao to worship the ancestors the day after tomorrow."

Feng Jiuyou didn't raise her head, she still carefully applied the medicine for her, but there was a gleam of cold light in those bright peach blossom eyes.

The voice was not too loud, with a unique lazy evil spirit: "Okay, but let Hsinchu follow."

Now that the medicine has been prepared, Feng Jiuyou began to wrap the gauze, and said lazily, "You have wounds on your hands, and your body is also a little weak now. It's a good day to give birth, and I will arrange it when the time comes."

Hearing Feng Jiuyou's words, Ruan Mianmian subconsciously backed away to the side, making small movements.

A trace of anger flashed across Feng Jiuyou's eyes, she pursed her lips and her voice became cold: "Maybe get out of bed?"

Cheeks turned red and turned white, Ruan Mianmian looked at Feng Jiuyou and said lightly, "No!"

Hearing these two words, Feng Jiuyou suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slowly.He seemed to be in a good mood, his chest heaving slightly from the laughter.

Gently leaning over to Ruan Mianmian, Feng Jiuyou smiled unfathomably: "This way, you will remember it well!"

Ruan Mianmian leaned back slightly to avoid contact with Feng Jiuyou, gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "I will definitely remember it well!"

Seeing Ruan Mianmian's gritted teeth, Feng Jiuyou sneered, and his attack was like lightning, which made Ruan Mianmian unavoidable, and pinched her delicate chin: "Do you know where I went wrong?"

Ruan Mianmian frowned stubbornly, her eyes filled with coldness.

Where is she wrong?
Where is she wrong?Her fault was that she didn't let her master teach her martial arts at the beginning. If her martial arts were higher than Feng Jiuyou, how could she let Feng Jiuyou bully her like this at this moment?

What's wrong?

The mistake was that she shouldn't have avoided her inborn fate by taking advantage of Emperor Feng Zhao's imperial decree, so she would not have met Feng Jiuyou, nor would she have such entanglements as now.

If she had used the name of feigning death to get rid of her status as the fourth young lady of the prime minister's mansion, how could she have everything she has now?
It's not like I didn't think about that kind of attention, but at that time I couldn't bear to make my mother sad.

If she has left, what should mother do?

But now, Miss Si of the Prime Minister's Mansion is no longer in this world, and mother is still alive, but living in Feng Jiuyou's calculations.

The coldness in his eyes became more and more intense, Ruan Mianmian suddenly raised his eyes to meet Shang Feng Jiu's deep, cold and arrogant eyes.

When Ruan Mianmian saw a trace of murderous intent flashing across those deep eyes, Ruan Mianmian froze for a moment, quickly covered up the coldness in his eyes, bit his lips tightly, and refused to speak.

Feng Jiuyou didn't seem to be in a hurry, but waited patiently, her charming peach eyes were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

The body suddenly lightened, and Ruan Mianmian's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

Feng Jiuyou stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and there was evil in his laughter: "What else can you do with a beauty in your arms?"

"Feng Jiuyou!" Ruan Mianmian gritted her teeth in hatred.

(End of this chapter)