The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 390
Song Zhiying didn't know that she and Junyao had become the couple most looking forward to being together, and now she was starting to feel uncomfortable as the team speeded up.

She thought that after the last time she was taken captive, after she had been on such a bumpy wooden cart for so long, she would no longer suffer from horse-sickness, but it turned out that she was too naive, she should still faint Halo, she has just left Jinghua City, and she already feels unwell.

Qing Zhi, who was sitting by the side, saw that Song Zhiying's face was gradually turning pale, and her lips lost all blood. She remembered that she had been dizzy in the carriage on the way back to Jinghua from Jiangling, so she hurriedly asked with concern: "Princess, but what happened again?" Not feeling well?"

Song Zhiying suppressed the discomfort and waved her hand, "It's nothing, just bear with it, as long as I can fall asleep, I won't feel uncomfortable."

"But the princess looks very bad."

Qing Zhi looked at her very worriedly, thinking that it would be great if her former master, the current Right Prime Minister Junyao, was present. It was because of his care that the princess was relieved of the discomfort of motion sickness.

"It's okay, I can't delay so many people's schedules because of me, I just bear with it." Song Zhiying said weakly.

This time, it's not just her traveling with her imperial brother and Jun Yao, but also various families behind her. So many people can't delay because of her discomfort alone. It's inappropriate, and Song Zhiying doesn't want to be someone else's burden.

"But." Qingzhi looked at Song Zhiying very worriedly.

"It's okay." Song Zhiying forced a smile.

Qingzhi couldn't say anything more, so she could only take the fan and fan Song Zhiying gently, so that she could feel better.Song Zhiying closed her eyes and tried her best to fall asleep, because often after she fell asleep, she would not feel these things.

However, she found that it was particularly difficult to fall asleep in the carriage this time. On the way from Jiangling to Jinghua, when she and Jun Yao shared a car, she would often fall asleep unconsciously without deliberately helping her fall asleep. , but this time, the more she wanted to sleep, the stronger the discomfort.

Song Zhiying's eyes were closed, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her lips were frighteningly white.

Just when she was feeling uncomfortable, she suddenly felt a finger on her temple.

Song Zhiying was suffering, and there were only her and Qingzhi in the car, so she took it for granted that Qingzhi was rubbing her massage, so she didn't open her eyes.

The strength of the fingers rubbing her forehead was just right, which relieved her discomfort a lot, and this technique seemed familiar, similar to when Jun Yao massaged her before.

"Sister Qingzhi, did you learn your technique from Fuguier, or does everyone in Fuguier's house have this skill?" Song Zhiying closed her eyes and couldn't help asking.

Because this technique is so similar, if she hadn't known that there were only her and Qingzhi in the carriage, she would have mistakenly thought it was Fu Guier who came.

But her "Sister Qing Zhi" didn't answer, but her hands still didn't stop.

"Ah, don't you know who Fugui'er is? I'm sorry, I said it just now. This is the nickname I gave to your previous master. Isn't it very appropriate." Song Zhiying is now much more comfortable, Also had the idea of ​​joking.

"Yes, what Yingying says is what it is."

A familiar male voice came from above.

(End of this chapter)