Yu Chimo looked at Yuying opposite with burning eyes, as if looking at Dongfang Jing many years ago. He took out the gauze that he had prepared early in the morning from his sleeve and handed it over.
Yuying took the gauze with dull eyes, then carefully supported Yu Chimo's arm, wrapping around the wound one by one.
"Be good." Yu Chimo likes such a jade shadow and hates such a jade shadow.
I like it because she is well-behaved, she won't dare to marry another man while pregnant with his flesh and blood like Ah Jing! Not to mention these things, he had already made arrangements for Yuanyang Pavilion to take the stage... She actually, unexpectedly ruined everything!
He hates Yuying also because of her cuteness.
Because, after all, she was no longer his A Jing.
Prince Gong's Mansion, study room.
When Dongfang Jing woke up, she realized that Wuyou had added something to the incense burner. She slept for an entire hour, and the man next to her pillow...had long since disappeared.
Dongmei stood guard at the door uneasily.
"Come in." Dongfang Jing sighed softly.
"Master, the lord has left and left you a kit." Dongmei immediately took out the kit from her sleeve and handed it to Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing took the kit and pondered it carefully, only to find that the opening of the kit was sealed with a needle and thread.
Dongmei said again, "The lord said, if... If he can't come back safely this time, the master will open the kit again."
Dongfang Jing's back stiffened.
What does this mean
So, in this kit, is it his last words to her
Dongfang Jing's face darkened in an instant.
Seeing this, Dongmei hurriedly comforted her and said, "But master, don't worry! The prince said that there is not much risk in this trip, and nothing will happen. This kit is exquisitely made, just give it to the master for fun!"
Play around! Ah!
Dongfang Jing didn't like him playing with life and death like this, so she put away the bag, raised her eyes and said to Dongmei, "Yesterday, I asked you to help me meet His Royal Highness King Ning, do you have an appointment?"
"The master didn't say anything, but the slaves almost forgot. His Royal Highness King Ning made an appointment at Shenshi, the private room on the second floor of Tianyu Tea House." Dongmei replied.
"Understood." Dongfang Jing nodded.
Prince Ning's Mansion, backyard, side room.
Chuning was lying on the bed, the pain from his forehead was getting worse. After the pain, there is itching, the feeling is like a thousand ants crawling on the face, biting from time to time, it makes people desperate!
"Sister Chu Ning, sister came to see you." Gongsun Qin pushed the door open, looked at the terrible wound on her forehead, covered her lips and smiled, "How is it, how does carrion grass taste? Is it... ?!"
Chu Ning suddenly came to his senses, and stared straight at Gongsun Qin, "It's you! You moved your hands and feet in the water!"
"Your sister thinks too much? Heh..." Gongsun Qin chuckled, "How dare I act rashly without His Royal Highness Prince Ning's permission?"
"What... what do you mean?" Chuning's face turned pale in an instant, and the corners of his lips trembled.
"Forcing you to kneel is His Highness's meaning, using Zhixuan to force him is His Highness's meaning, and giving medicine is also His Highness's meaning! Can't my sister see clearly?" Gongsun Qin raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise... so many maids can be used , do you think His Highness insists on wiping your wounds with your own hands because you are too busy?"
"Impossible!" Chu Ning desperately shook his head, but his eyes became uncertain, his heart was empty, and endless fear suddenly appeared.