Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 237
Qingyange originally thought that she had an illusory dream.

It wasn't until she was taking a bath that she accidentally saw the scar on her wrist.

That was left when she struggled to grasp the past picture.

She asked Qing Yuan, "Did I have a nightmare so I scratched myself?"

Qingyuan stared at the bloodstain with a face full of surprise, and said in surprise: "Princess, Mingyue and I took turns guarding by your side, you have been lying there motionless, and you have not scratched yourself, how did this come about? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Qingyange proposed another possibility, "Maybe you accidentally scratched it?"

Qingyuan shook her head like a rattle, "Princess, neither Mingyue nor I have nails. I'm afraid that it will be inconvenient to do things with nails. Mingyue is afraid that some medicine powder will be stained on her nails, which will be bad for her health."

"Apart from you, no one else has touched me?" Qing Yange was secretly suspicious.

"No more." Qing Yuan said firmly.

"What about Jiuque?" Qing Yange asked again.

It seemed that since she woke up, she hadn't seen Jiu Que's figure.

Qingyuan's face showed embarrassment, she hesitated for a long time, and then said: "The regent has never been here since the princess sat with you in the Golden Palace for a day when you fell into a coma."

Qing Yange secretly thought that it was not good.

Could it be that she had managed to curry favor with her good thigh, thinking that she would never wake up again, so she didn't want to talk to her right now?

No, she must regain her grace!
Qing Yange got up immediately, and Qing Yuan took off the robe on the side, and put it on Qing Yange's body.

After wiping off the water stains all over her body, Qing Yuan waited for Qing Yange to put on her clothes.

After taking a bath, Qingyange walked out from behind the screen refreshed, her eyes subconsciously looked at the bed next to her, touched the face of the little glutinous rice dumpling lying motionless on the bed, she sighed faintly, "Has Zijin really never woken up?"

Qingyuan shook her head with a pale face, her eyes were full of distress.

Qing Yange secretly hurt himself.

Really, as the creator said, is this his destiny?

Seeing that Qingyange's complexion is not good, Qingyuan quickly comforted her and said: "The doctor Wang said that although the emperor is not awake now, his life is saved."

Qingyange walked slowly to the bed, stretched out her hand to caress the hair of the little glutinous rice dumpling, and said softly: "Zijin, my aunt will always be with you until you wake up, and watch your concubine marry a wife, children and grandchildren Is the house all right?"

The little glutinous rice dumpling was motionless, with a calm face, as quiet as a carefully carved porcelain doll.

Qingyange got up slowly, and called softly: "Mingyue."

Mingyue, who was standing by, walked up respectfully and bowed respectfully, "Your maidservant is here."

"You stay here to guard Zijin for me, and I'll come back when I have something to do." Qingyange ordered.

In such a huge palace, there are too few people she can trust right now.

When Mingyue heard this order, her face showed joy, and she quickly responded: "Your maidservant will definitely fulfill her mission!"

……

Cen Bin stood outside the gate of Tianxin Pavilion, lowering his presence as much as possible.

Ever since the princess fell into a coma, the master's mood has become worse day by day, and his face has become darker day by day.

Cen Bin always felt that his master was in a daze, and if this continues, it is very possible that he will go crazy and kill someone with a knife.

At first, Cen Bin thought that Jiu Que was worried about Qingyange's situation, so he reported the princess's physical condition to his master every day on his own initiative, but the master who was drinking tea threw the teacup over.

With a "pop", it hit him right between the eyebrows.

Right now, there is still a mark on the brow.

"Qingyuan, hurry up, hurry up, don't let the pastry I made so hard get cold."

Just as Cen Bin was sighing, he heard an exquisite voice, like a spiritual spring in a mountain stream, the spring water ding-dong.

Cen Bin rubbed his eyes and looked at the person in disbelief.

Just looking at the woman's body like a willow, under the moonlight, she looks like a fairy who has stepped on the moon, her clothes are fluttering, her long black hair is loose, her eyes are shining brightly, and there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth .

No matter how you look at it, this stunning beauty looks like the princess of their Tiancang.

The princess woke up! ! !

He really didn't hear any news!

Because Jiu Que was in a restless mood during this time, and seemed to be very unwilling to hear news about Qingyange, Cen Bin wisely never inquired again.

In addition, all the people in the palace are masters who follow the wind and see the rudder. Seeing the alienated appearance of the regent, naturally none of them dare to touch this bad luck, so no one spread the news of the princess' awakening to Tianxin Pavilion , the ear of the Regent.

"Is Jiuque in there?" Qing Yange asked with a smile on her small face.

Cen Bin nodded belatedly, "Yes, it's inside."

Qing Yange took the food box from Qing Yuan's hand, and said softly, "I'll go in by myself."

"Yes, princess." Qing Yuan stood by the gate obediently.

Cen Bin looked at Qing Yuan who was at the side, and asked, "When did the princess wake up?"

Qing Yuan was very dissatisfied with Jiu Que's performance in the past month, and naturally she didn't have a good look at Cen Bin, the guard next to Jiu Que. She rolled her eyes and said coldly: "Guard Cen hasn't eaten enough recently. Is it?"

Cen Bin didn't understand why this was related to the issue of whether he had eaten enough, wasn't he asking when the princess woke up?

Cen Bin replied: "I'm full, thank you Aunt Qingyuan for taking care of me, my food is much better than before!"

Qing Yuan sneered, "Eating people is soft-spoken, but short-handed, if that's the case, I beg Guard Cen not to inquire so much."

???

Cen Bing looked innocent.

Isn't he just concerned about when the princess wakes up?

Why is Aunt Qingyuan so angry?
"You masters and servants don't have a good thing. When the princess was awake, the regent greeted her with care. I almost thought that the regent was sincere. I never thought that when my princess fell into a coma, the regent hadn't set foot in the Golden Palace for a month. Why, The regent is always busy? He doesn't even have time to care about my princess?"

Qing Yuan cursed, her eyes were full of anger.

Cen Bin immediately showed a flattering smile, "Aunt Qingyuan, calm down, don't be angry."

Inside Tianxin Pavilion.

As soon as Qing Yange stepped into the Tianxin Pavilion, she found that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit colder than usual.

It was already a bone-chilling winter day, and there was no lamp lit in the main hall, nor was there a charcoal fire to keep warm.

The cold wind whistled, and Qing Yange, who was wearing a thick snow-colored satin cloak, couldn't help shivering.

Finally, at the innermost place in the cold hall, I saw the handsome young man sitting in front of the table.

The edges and corners on his face were sharp, his eyes were like spots of paint, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. In this cold hall, he was still wearing a thin black robe, sitting there with his usual expression correcting the memorial.

A gust of wind blew past and rattled the rice paper on the table. He was so focused that he didn't notice anyone coming from the hall.

"Jiuque~" Qing Yange called out sweetly.

(End of this chapter)