The Evil Emperor Pursues His Wife: Sheng Chong Shifei

Chapter 45 Embroidered Peonies

Back in Luoxia Garden, Shangguanqing took off his military uniform and ordered someone to prepare hot water to wash it thoroughly.

The essence from the southern country calmed Shangguan Qing's mind. She tried to run the routine of "He Yuan Gong" in warm water to sense the newly generated vitality in her body.However, it didn't take long for Shangguan Qing to frowned. The vitality that was originally full was much weaker at this time, and she couldn't feel it.

Shangguan Qing came out of the bathroom, changed into a light orange quilt, and Ban Xiang brought some refreshments. She only drank a bowl of cold soup to suppress the restlessness in her heart, and asked Ban Xiang to clean out the embroidery pavilion. The quilt was spread all over the floor, she went back to the back room and asked Nian Ci to bring out a set of strong clothes to change into.

"Miss, what is this?" Nian Ci was very worried that Shangguan Qing would go out and beat people.

This aunt has always been extremely tough, and only after being detained for more than ten days before, she was quiet for a few days. When she went out today, she was extremely tough, even Princess Xiyue dared to shout.Nian Ci became more and more nervous, and begged: "Girl, don't be as knowledgeable as those people in the back house. If Miss Nuo finds them annoying, I will go and ask the prince to buy a property for the girl outside."

"You think too much. I don't have time to quarrel with them. There are still many things to do."

Nian Ci was not at ease at all, and suddenly felt a little lost. She couldn't stop the girl from going out to beat people, so she had to tidy up the girl's equipment so as not to lose any money. Shangguan Qing's waist.

"There's no need to Zhelu, and I won't go out."

Nian Ci was at a loss, instead of going out to beat people, what was he doing in this change of clothes?
At this time, Banxiang came back to report that the embroidery room had been tidied up, and Zhuqing also followed, asking for any instructions.

"I'm going to retreat for a few days. Just put my two meals outside the window every morning and evening. Don't allow anyone to disturb me. If the prince comes, he must stop me."

"No!" The three of them agreed in unison.

Shangguan Qing went back to the bedroom again, took out the "He Yuan Gong" and Qi Gathering Pill that Chu Qianhan had given her from the dark cabinet, and put it in her arms. She looked at a red cloth bag inside the dark cabinet, which contained several books. The medical book was the last relic of the original owner's mother. She couldn't help but put her hand on the package and gently opened it, revealing the beautiful lower script on the scroll.

"Four Seasons Miscellaneous Diseases Wing Prescription"

Shangguan Qing had already kept the content firmly in her heart. This medical book, which was not considered a top secret, was the last protection left by a helpless mother for her child.

Suddenly, my nose became sour, and I suppressed it so that I didn't cry.

Shangguan Qing quickly closed the dark cabinet, sniffed hard, and complained in a low voice: "Original owner, is your nickname Weeping Bomb? Don't do it again."

Before retreating, Shangguan Qing arranged for Zhuqing to go to the market to find out if there were shops for sale there.

"If the price is right, it will be sold."

"The girl wants to buy a dowry?" Nianci's eyes lit up, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Shangguan Qing always felt that something was wrong, and warned: "I want to use the shop for private use, don't bother the princes, especially the prince. , I don’t want people to misunderstand.”

"No." The three of them agreed in unison, but Shangguan Qing knew that they didn't listen.

Not one's confidant, unable to fully control it.

Shangguan Qing originally wanted to say forget it, don't go to the shop for now.But after thinking about it, the key to surviving in this world is to cast a good tire.It's hard in this world when everyone struggles.Shangguan Qing secretly sighed, it turned out that she also had a day of relying on power.

Asking the three people to form a manpower to guard around the embroidery pavilion, Shangguan Qing began to retreat.

The embroidery pavilion was completely emptied, the floor was covered with quilts, and a layer of off-white gauze was spread, and a small table was left at each end, with three arm-thick candles burning on each, illuminating the embroidery pavilion. bright.

Shangguan Qing extinguished the candles. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the embroidery pavilion was even darker.

She closed her eyes, gently raised her hands, and punched once according to the routine of "Heyuan Gong", then Taijiquan, Xingyiquan twelve forms, and then followed the feeling, kneading the three sets of fists together, Run the weak vitality in the body according to the acupuncture points and meridians on the "earth".

She punched ten times in a row in the dark, but the vitality sensor in Shangguan Qing's body was still very weak, sometimes it was stronger, sometimes she couldn't even sense it.

"Where did something go wrong?" Shangguan Qing sat down cross-legged, thinking hard.

"What did I do before? To sense vitality?" Shangguan Qing began to review everything that happened today.

It has nothing to do with "Heyuan Gong". She only got this exercise today, and only read the content. It is somewhat similar to a fitness kung fu learned in her previous life.

"Would you like to take a Qi Gathering Pill?" Shangguan Qing quickly gave up this idea.The medicine is three-point poisonous, there is no need, she will not use medicine lightly.

"Why exactly?" Shangguan Qing suddenly realized that she felt a strong aura when she was stitching up the wound for Princess Xiyue.

It has nothing to do with the stitching, it's because of the memory of the original owner, when they merged together.

Shangguan Qing stood up, opened the door and walked out of the embroidery pavilion, Zhu Qing, who was guarding the door, walked over quickly: "Miss."

"Restore the embroidery pavilion to its original state, and ask Nian Ci to change my clothes."

"promise."

Shangguan Qing thought of a wonderful idea, she went back to the back room, took off her hard clothes, put on a set of palace clothes that the original owner often wore, and returned to the embroidery pavilion, Zhuqing had already restored the place to its original appearance.

The flowers hanging on the wall, the half-embroidered peony picture on the embroidery bed, and the silk, silk thread, and various embroidery needle tops stacked on the corner shelf.

These are all of the original owner.

Because of suffering from childhood, the original owner often secretly took out some copper coins for daily use while doing embroidery work, and just like this, some of them were deducted by the maid and mother-in-law who handled the affairs.

It can be seen that the original owner has no status in the Shangguan family, and can only be regarded as barely alive.

After asking people to light the candles, Shangguan Qing sat in front of the embroidery bed, picked up the needle and thread, and something about this peony painting came to mind. It was embroidered by the original owner and was going to be exchanged for copper coins. The meaning is so simple and simple.

Shangguan Qing started from scratch, as if she knew these things in the first place.

With one stitch at a time, the original owner's memory became clearer little by little, her joys and sorrows all surfaced in Shangguan Qing's mind.

At this time, Shangguan Qing could no longer remember whether she was Shangguan Qing or Ling Ling.

Maybe they were meant to be one.

With the fusion of memories, surging vitality rose from the dantian, stored in the blood, merged into the flesh and blood, covered the whole body, gradually strengthening Shangguan Qing's physique, accompanied by bursts of tingling pain.

Shangguan Qing is very familiar with this feeling, and she also felt this way when she underwent virus intervention.

With an experience, Shangguan Qing didn't panic, but continued to focus on the embroidery in front of her. The candle was burned out, and the embroidery pavilion was completely dark. Shangguan Qing closed her eyes, and there was no mistake or omission in every stitch. At this time, the embroidery The contents of the book are all engraved in her mind and become a part of her.

The sun and the moon alternate, and the stars move.

The last stitch fell, the peony painting was completed, and Shangguan Qing also opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)