"Yes." Luhen entered the room and poured Su Ying a cup of tea.
Ling Feng followed Lu Hen into the room, and saluted her: "My subordinates will see the princess."
Holding the teacup, Su Ying looked up at Ling Feng: "What do you want?"
Seeing that Su Ying looked pretty good, Ling Feng said slowly, "My lord is coming to Ming Yuxuan tonight, and he wants to eat Kung Pao Chicken made by the wangfei."
"My concubine's cooking skills are mediocre, I'm afraid I can't satisfy the prince's appetite." Su Ying smiled lightly, Ming Yuxuan is not a place he can come whenever he wants, "Go to other places if the prince likes to eat. He Didn't he dote on Concubine Ye, Concubine Ye must be willing to wash his hands and make soup for him."
Ling Feng felt Su Ying's cynicism, and he only felt that there was dense cold sweat on his forehead. He glanced at Su Ying, and said seriously: "The prince only likes the dishes made by the princess, and the princess can cook whatever she wants. .”
Su Ying didn't speak, just lowered her head and picked up the teacup. Her eyes were hidden under her long eyelashes, and she couldn't see any expression. Immediately afterwards, she made a move that stunned everyone. She poured tea into her hands.
Lu Hen and Ling Feng didn't react for a moment.
Su Ying's white and delicate hands soon became red and swollen.
"Princess!" Lu Hen and Ling Feng said in unison.
Su Ying didn't seem to feel anything, her face didn't change, she raised her head casually and looked at Ling Feng, as if she still felt helpless: "Look, my hand was burned, and now I can't cook. "
This pot of tea was just brought in by Luhen from the outside, some of it was spilled on the table, and it was still steaming.
Lu Hen couldn't help feeling distressed, Na Na said: "Princess, you..."
Ling Feng saw it in his eyes, and a look of guilt rose in his eyes.
Ling Feng didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear of making Su Ying angry, he turned and left silently.
Lu Hen hurriedly wiped the water off Su Ying's hand with a handkerchief, her eyes were red: "Why does the princess have to do this?"
A pale and weak smile appeared on Su Ying's lips.
Hong Bo took the ointment and came over to treat Su Ying's wound, and said distressedly: "Princess, fortunately, the tea is not too hot, otherwise there will be scars on this hand."
Su Ying pondered for a while, then ordered Luhen to say, "Go and lock the door for me."
Luhen hesitated for a moment: "But the princess... the prince finally came here..."
Su Ying's voice was beyond doubt: "Shut it."
When Ye Feibai came over, it was already late, and the moonlight shone coldly on his slender body, stretching his shadow long.
He stood at the door, raised his hand and knocked once or twice.
The light inside was still on, and he saw her figure standing at the door, she didn't make a sound, and neither did he. His eyes looked affectionately at her shadow reflected at the door, he stretched out his fingers to caress her shadow, and with his thin lips, he said two words, Ying'er, in a voice that only he could hear.
Su Ying closed her eyes lightly, her mind was filled with what Ye Yanran said today.
She didn't believe or listen to a word she said, but she wanted to hear Ye Feibai's explanation.
Ye Feibai stood in a daze for a while, hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
Su Ying was waiting for his third knock on the door, but the third knock was delayed, and then she heard his leaving footsteps, slightly hurried.
Su Ying couldn't help feeling a sense of disappointment in her heart. After a while, she shook her head and closed her eyes lightly.
"My lord, are you really not going in?" Ling Feng followed behind Ye Feibai. He knew he shouldn't talk too much, so he couldn't help asking.
Ye Feibai remained silent and did not speak.
Ling Feng said again: "Princess Wang's hand was burned."
Ye Feibai stopped and turned around quickly. He looked at the shadow on the door and almost wanted to fly in.
It took him a lot of effort to restrain himself, because the veins on his forehead almost popped out because of too much patience.
Ye Feibai asked in a low voice, word by word: "Is she seriously injured?"
Ling Feng replied: "It's not very serious."
But her heart was hurt badly, Ye Feibai said silently in her heart: "Ying'er, wait for me, I will return to you soon."
Su Ying didn't know when she would be able to go to bed, the night was cold and cold by herself, she lay on the bed tossing and turning, she really couldn't fall asleep. In the end, he simply stood up, opened the window and looked at the dark sky outside.
Lu Hen was watching the night outside, and when he heard the movement inside, he asked cautiously: "What's the matter, princess?"
Su Ying said coldly: "Pour me a glass of water."
Luhen came in with tea, and saw Su Ying standing in front of the window in thin obscene clothes, looking thin and lonely from her back. She felt a pain in her heart, she put the teacup into Su Ying's hand, and hurriedly closed the window: "Wangfei still had a fever yesterday, she is not fully recovered yet, she is not afraid of freezing."
Lu Hen turned around, took clothes from the side and put them on Su Ying, and asked worriedly, "Princess, are you still going to sleep?"
"Can't sleep." Su Ying blew cold tea and took a sip. There was no unnecessary expression on her face, she just looked at a certain place, "When I was in the Su Mansion, life was not as good as it used to be, but it was not good. would feel unhappy. And now…”
Su Ying took a look at Luhen: "I was thinking about marrying into Duke Huai's mansion, is it a wrong choice?"
Lu Hen rarely sees such a fragile side of Su Ying, so she comforted her softly: "Princess, don't worry, the prince may be thinking about it for a while. After all, you are the mistress of the mansion, and you are pregnant with the prince's aunt. Where's the eldest son..."
"No." Su Ying shook her head, "This is not the life I want."
She didn't like such a life of smog.
Su Ying recuperated in the yard for a few days, and her body got better. She felt a little sore all over, so she took a walk in the yard with green marks.
Luhen walked beside Su Ying, as if deliberately making Su Ying happy, chattering non-stop: "Princess, the weather has been pretty good recently, it's good to go out for a walk often."
"Ok."
"Would you like to take a stroll in the plum forest?" Lu Hen said with a smile, "The plum blossoms over there are all blooming beautifully."
"Okay, let's go and have a look." Su Ying was in a good mood. There was a stone bridge in front of her. The pond under the bridge was crystal clear, sparkling in the sunlight.
Su Ying and Luhen crossed the stone bridge, and saw a woman in a yellow shirt in front of her from a distance, surrounded by several people, because the distance was too far, Su Ying could hardly see her face.
Su Ying guessed her identity, and was about to turn around and leave when she heard a faint voice begging for mercy.
Su Ying frowned: "What's going on?"
Luhen walked a few steps quickly, then turned back: "Princess, it's Qingxi."