Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 209
The maidservant of Zhu Guogong's mansion ran over with a pale face in fright, and helped her young lady up, but Shu Xin had already passed out, with blood gushing from her forehead.

Wanqing looked at it indifferently, and Zhui'er gritted her teeth and said, "It deserves it."

Wanqing glared at her, walked back to Shangguan Yeli and said, "Master, cousin is over there, I'll go say hello again."

Shangguan Yeli looked at her with scorching eyes, stretched out his hand, fondled her forehead and said, "It's as long as the lady is happy, I'll be here with you as a husband."

Others may not be able to hear it, but his hearing is excellent, so he naturally heard what Wanqing said to Zhui'er, and thanks to Zhui'er, this girl never forgets to run with her embroidery needle wherever she goes, but that one The needle has to be taken back, otherwise, people will be left with a handle.

As he spoke, he lifted his body lightly, chased after the horse that was still running wildly, and killed the horse with a palm, and with a light flick of the horse's tail, the needle returned to his palm.

Zhu Guogong's people looked at it, and there was a hint of gratitude in their eyes. You know, this horse is running around outside the Forbidden City. If it bumps into some nobleman again, it will be even more serious.

Everything that happened to Shu Xin was only a few breaths away. Zhao Shuyuan hadn't gotten into the car yet, but her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to move. When Wanqing approached her, her eyes were still silly. Looking at Shu Xin lying in a pool of blood.

"It's so scary, cousin, I'm scared to death. Your horse won't go crazy." Wanqing approached Zhao Shuyuan with a face of fear. Zhao Shuyuan looked at Wanqing suspiciously. Wanqing's appearance was too weak. It was so pure and clear again, she would never believe that what happened just now was caused by Wanqing, but subconsciously, when Wanqing approached, she took a guilty step back.

"You... If you are afraid, go back quickly." Zhao Shuyuan said calmly.

Wanqing nodded obediently and said: "But you said earlier that my cousin seems to be sick, and it happens that my husband is free, so I want to go to my aunt's house to visit my cousin with my husband."

Zhao Shuyuan frowned when she heard that, and said, "No need, why do you... want to bring Shi Ziye to sprinkle salt on brother's wound?"

Zhao Shuyuan felt angry again, she didn't want to see Wan's disgusting face clearly again, she turned around and was about to get into the carriage, when she suddenly remembered Shu Xin's fate, she let down her raised leg again, and frowned She raised her eyebrows and said to Wanqing: "Go back now, brother doesn't want you to worry about it." In fact, she was inexplicably afraid that Wanqing would get too close to her, and if Wanqing didn't leave, she wouldn't have the courage to get into the carriage.

"Oh, that's it, then I won't go." But he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and suddenly raised it courteously to wipe Zhao Shuyuan's forehead: "Cousin, look at you, you are so scared!" I'm breaking out in a cold sweat, is it because I have a guilty conscience? Is it because I have some kind of illness? "

Zhao Shuyuan never thought that Wanqing would be so intimate with her suddenly, and she was not wary that she would wipe her sweat away, so she tilted her head, but she still couldn't avoid it, and she smelled a strong fragrance in her nose, which seemed to be It came from Wanqing's handkerchief, and she waved her hand instinctively, knocking down Wanqing's handkerchief.

Wanqing aggrieved to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, pouted and said, "I really don't know when I offended my cousin, why does my cousin hate me so much?"

As he said that, he turned around, bowed his head and walked away quickly.

Zhao Shuyuan glared at her and didn't say much. After Wanqing walked a little further, she was helped into the carriage by the maid, but she still got up, and she felt a strange itch on her face. She raised her hand and stroked her. A few times, but the itching not only did not decrease, but also became heavier, with a calm forehead and a strange itching.

She couldn't help but rubbed her head and face with her hands. She was afraid of ruining her appearance, so she resisted and didn't scratch it with her hands, but the more she touched it, the more itchy she felt, as if tens of thousands of small bugs were crawling on her face. No matter how you touch it, it doesn't stop itching.

The maids and mother-in-law beside her were stunned when they saw her suddenly groping her head regardless of her appearance, and asked her what happened. , itching to death."

The maid was stunned when she heard this, but this place is outside the palace, where did the water come from? Fortunately, there was tea in the car, so she hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Zhao Shuyuanquan to use as water.

It turned out that it was okay if I didn't drink tea, but when I touched the tea, it felt like it had grown feet. It pierced into the skin and went straight into the flesh. Even the bones seemed to be itchy. He scratched his face.

Wanqing watched from a distance, her homemade itch powder, she was most afraid of encountering tea, as encountering tea would only make the medicine more effective.Zhao Shuyuan was crying, screaming and jumping, scratching her face, and her delicately combed hair was also in a mess. She leaned leisurely beside Shangguan Yeli, and sighed: "Mr. Do you want to harm others? If you don’t know how to harm others, will people always harm you?”

Shangguan Yeli hugged her tenderly and said: "Miss, you performed well today. In the future, you must continue to work hard, so that no one dares to think about you again. But, madam, just tell me these things in the future, don't worry about it." If you get your hands dirty, you might accidentally injure yourself, but remember!"

Wanqing nodded, feeling warm in her heart, she knew that her trick would definitely not escape his eyes, ordinary men don't like cruel women, she made Shu Xin so miserable, now the imperial doctor is lifting Shu Xin Going back to the palace for treatment, but the fall was a bit heavy, and if he didn't do it well, he might turn into a half-fool. Seeing this, he not only didn't blame himself, but encouraged...

"Sir, don't you blame me?" Wanqing raised her head uncomfortably and asked Shangguan Yeli.

Shangguan Yeli sighed, and hugged her even tighter, with a trace of guilt in his voice: "How can I blame you, I told you not to hurt you, not to make you suffer... I am useless, I can't protect you Well, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself."

How could he not know Wanqing's temperament, or if she hadn't been bullied so badly, how could she have done such a cruel thing? Become a walking dead, and what makes him hate the most is that the other party wants to make her look ugly, let her face other men in front of him... Thinking of this, Shangguan Yeli's teeth itch with hatred. If it was him, how could it be just such a small punishment...

(End of this chapter)