She could understand the king's absence, but how could it be possible that the legendary wise and mighty prince would not fulfill his filial piety at his mother's bedside
The strong smell of medicine filled the entire dormitory, and Lin Mengya could tell that the medicine used was excellent.
But there is no detoxification, because no one would have thought that the queen was not sick, but was poisoned by her blood.
A series of good medicines were given, but they were not right and the most effective effect was to aggravate her condition.
It is foreseeable that even if the queen wakes up three days later, she will be depressed for a period of time because of these medicines.
This was unexpected, but it would be greatly beneficial to her plan.
"Mrs. Jingrou is here, please step aside for now."
Linqiu Pavilion is now leaderless, and everyone in the palace respects Mrs. Hui.
As soon as she gave the order, all the palace people retreated silently.
There were only a few confidants left around.
A scrutinizing gaze passed over Lin Mengya's body.
When she raised her head, she saw Mrs. Hui looking at her with an extremely cold look.
Sure enough, the gentle and elegant look before was just Mrs. Hui's disguise.
Fortunately, she is a small person and is not worthy of Mrs. Hui's efforts to analyze her.
Turning around, he showed that gentle and pleasant look again, and personally brought a bowl of medicine to the queen's bed to serve her.
"Sister, you must be very happy after seeing this. Now that the Queen has been brought to this state by you, are you satisfied?"
A soft word, but as sharp as a knife.
Ning Qiu was about to lose it, and wanted to step forward to say something harsh to Mrs. Hui, but Lin Mengya held her back.
He shook his head gently, now they were on someone else's territory. If you are not careful, someone may catch your pigtails, which may cause trouble for your wife.
Beiqi shook her lips, and Madam Jingrou's face suddenly turned a little pale, but she did not refute.
"I came here just to see what the queen needs. Why do you bother to hurt my heart with words? I was indeed sorry for what happened back then. But you are now the king's wife. , it’s unintentional to remember what happened back then.”
Mrs. Hui turned around and stared at Mrs. Jingrou with a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with anger.
"Can't you forgive me? You bullied my lover, killed my child, and took my position. Of course you want me to forget!"
This topic is really exciting.
It was probably the first time Ning Qiu heard this, so his eyes widened, like a frightened squirrel.
Lin Mengya didn't expect that these two ladies, who were once master and servant, would have such a past, so she couldn't help but pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
Madam Jingrou was stunned, looking miserable and wanted to say something, but the queen on the bed woke up at this moment.
"I have to take care of my queen, please get out."
Mrs. Hui immediately put away her sinister look and turned back to serve the Queen.
"If something happens, just send someone to find me and let's go."
As if she had exhausted all her strength, Mrs. Jingrou's face was filled with guilt and exhaustion.
Lin Mengya and Ning Qiu immediately stepped forward to help, but she gently brushed them away.
Looking at Madam's somewhat lonely figure, Lin Mengya looked back at Madam Hui who was comforting the Queen softly.
Taking the literal meaning into account, could it be that it was Mrs. Hui who the king fell in love with at first sight
Moreover, it was Madam Jingrou who killed her son, so would Madam Hui always be against Madam
If this is understood, then the king's indifference towards Mrs. Jingrou can indeed be explained.
Such bloody scenes are often written in those palace fighting novels.
But she always felt that something was wrong. It seemed that some things must be understood by asking the person involved.
In addition to Linqiu Pavilion, Mrs. Jingrou wanted to go to the medical clinic to take a look.
She was afraid that Lin Mengya would be tired, so she only took Ning Qiu with her.
She could still recognize the road to Fengyu Garden, but as she walked, she was thinking about the love and hatred between the two ladies back then, and she didn't pay attention when a silver-gray figure suddenly jumped out in front of her.
Someone grabbed her arm suddenly. Lin Mengya came back to her senses and subconsciously looked at her captor. But when he saw Xiaoyu with a look of joy on his face, he slowed down his attempts to break free.
He reached out his hand and tapped Xiaoyu's little head, but found that this movement seemed not as light as before.
Alas, time really is not forgiving, why is she always the shortest one in the family
"What are you doing, smiling so happily?"
Xiaoyu was still like before, holding her arm and looking like a good baby.
But with a little more force on his hand, he dragged her to a certain place in the palace.
"Sister, come with me quickly, I have something good to show my sister!"
Excitedly, she dragged Lin Mengya forward quickly, until the two of them arrived at an inconspicuous palace. Xiaoyu slowly opened the door of the palace as if offering a treasure.
As soon as the door opened, Lin Mengya smelled a refreshing aroma.
Xiaoyu immediately stepped away and pushed her inside. Suddenly, a sea of pink and white flowers appeared in her sight.
"This... this is..."
The yard is not big, but it is filled with flowers.
Lin Mengya picked one at random and admired it in her hands. She found that it was not a precious rose, but a kind of rose that could climb vines.
However, such a large sea of flowers is extremely rare.
"Next to it is the warm spring that my father used to bathe. I still remember when we were in the palace, Qinghu and I used the warm spring to encourage my sister to bloom. So, I wanted to give this rose seed a try. , sister, do you like it?"
Of course she doesn't like Xiaoyu's thoughts.
This flower is not big, the petals are pink and white, and only form a circle of bright red around the edge.
Moreover, Xiaoyu did not do any special pruning, but just allowed them to grow on their own, thus forming this overwhelming posture.
She has always liked this kind of flower with thorns. It is beautiful and gorgeous, but it also has a bit of domineering power that cannot be played with.
"You are thoughtful. I like this flower very much, and it is not poisonous. It would be better to pick some and make some rose flower porridge for your mother. She has been working hard recently, so she should eat well."
Lin Mengya is such a realistic person. No matter what she sees, the first thing that comes to her mind is whether it can be used.
Therefore, in addition to the medicinal herbs, the flowers planted in her garden are either used as medicine or as vegetables.
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, looking helplessly at her sister who had already started picking. Shaking his head, he could only accept his fate and took out a basket from the side. After handing a pair of coarse cloth gloves to Lin Mengya, he resignedly helped his sister to pick together.
He has always known his sister's temperament, so he has prepared everything that needs to be prepared.
"Xiaoyu, what do you think of Mrs. Hui?"
Because these flowers could no longer be used if they were stained with her blood, so Lin Mengya was extra careful.
It didn't take long for Xiaoyu to do the difficult job of destroying flowers on his own initiative. Sitting aside, chatting with Xiaoyu.
Hearing this, Xiaoyu's men paused for a moment, then snorted coldly.
“Wishful thinking, self-deception, and insatiable greed.”
Wow, what a simple yet profound evaluation.
Lin Mengya looked at a flower in her hand, but she was curious about how Xiaoyu could come to such a conclusion.
"She used to be my mother's maid, but because she was greedy for wealth, she colluded with the queen and became my father's concubine. In fact, my father didn't have her in his heart at all. But she thought she was my mother. I took away her favor and didn’t even think about it. With my father’s character, if he really loved her, would my mother still have a way to survive in this palace?”
What Xiaoyu said was exactly what Lin Mengya was thinking.
There is a saying that goes well, phase comes from the heart.
That king, at best, is deserted, but at worst, he has a dead face all day long.
Such people generally have a clear distinction between love and hate, and their emotions are extremely strong.
If things are really like what Mrs. Hui said, and the person he valued at the beginning was Mrs. Hui, not Xiaoyu's mother, then once he learns the truth, he will only abandon Xiaoyu's mother like a pair of worn shoes, and will never So cherished.
There is also Xiaoyu, who grew up in Lieyun and lived outside for so many years.
If the king doesn't care about him and can at most let him fend for himself, why bother to find him and entrust him with such a heavy responsibility
The relationship between these three people is really confusing and difficult to sort out.
And she also discovered that the reason why Mrs. Jingrou was able to endure Mrs. Hui's rude provocation seemed to be due to her guilt towards Mrs. Hui.
If you want Mrs. Jingrou to toughen up, resolving this old matter is probably the top priority.
"oops!"
Her thoughts were broken by Xiaoyu's cry of pain. Lin Mengya immediately stood up and walked over. She saw that Xiaoyu's white hands were filled with bright red blood beads.
"Look at you, how old you are and yet you are so careless."
Having said that, Lin Mengya took out a brocade handkerchief from her arms, carefully wiped away the blood beads on Xiaoyu, and then bandaged it temporarily.
Suddenly, Xiaoyu pinned a blooming rose in her hair.
Seeing this little guy who was secretly causing trouble, Lin Mengya gave him a hard squeeze until he grinned and begged for mercy.
"Damn boy, who did you learn these moves from? You know how to flirt with girls at such an old age, you will definitely not be a good guy in the future."
Lin Mengya deliberately scolded Xiaoyu with a straight face, but the other party immediately expressed that she would never dare to do it again in the future.
Fortunately, there are already a lot of roses in the basket, which saves Xiaoyu from getting hurt.
Lin Mengya picked up the basket and walked towards Fengyu Garden with Xiaoyu.
Along the way, Xiaoyu told her about Lieyun's customs and customs, with a rare smile on her delicate little face.