"Who knows? Maybe it's acting?" Ke'er also looked unwilling, "Master, don't take it to heart. Let them love each other, and one day Prince Gong's mansion will collapse, and Zhongli Wanyun will be the second Dongfang Jing!"
Rong Yingying frowned slightly, then gave her a hard look, and said in a cold voice, "Your Majesty has already ordered a ban on the matter of the former Prince's Mansion. As for Dongfang Jing, don't mention it any more!"
"Yes... yes." Ke'er was taken aback and nodded repeatedly.
Murong Qian had a good ear, and she cast a fierce gaze directly behind the rockery, meeting Rong Yingying's eyes, making goosebumps all over her body when she saw the other party.
Rong Yingying's hands and feet were a little cold, she hurriedly turned around, and said to Ke'er, "Let's go, go back to Yingying Pavilion."
Ke'er didn't know what happened, so she could only nod silently.
At the gate of Wanyun Pavilion.
Ye Anning grabbed Dongfang Jing's hand, looked her up and down, and said anxiously, "I heard that there was an accident at Yuhua Terrace, how are you doing, Wan Yun? Are you injured? What's going on at Jinxiu Palace? Did His Majesty make things difficult for you?"
Dongfang Jing smiled and shook her head again and again, "Mother, don't worry, Wanyun is fine."
Murong Qianjue took a step forward, hooked Dongfang Jing's waist with one hand, and tightened it into his arms, then smiled at Ye Anning, "My lord, with this king here, nothing will happen to Wan Yun."
It was the first time that Ye Anning was startled when he heard Prince Gong call himself that, and it took a while before he laughed and said, "Okay! That's good... that's good! With Fusu by Wan Yun's side, I can rest assured gone."
"Mother is so anxious to call Wan Yun back, but what's the matter?" Dongfang Jing glanced behind Ye Anning, and immediately noticed something, frowning and asked, "Why don't you see Aunt Jinqiu?"
Ye Anning's face turned pale, and then she retreated to the left and right, and dragged Dongfang Jing to the side room.
Jin Qiu was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries, but when he saw Dongfang Jing and Murong Qianjue coming, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, stumbled and got up in a hurry, and saluted Dongfang Jing.
"Excuse me." Dongfang Jing noticed that her expression was wrong, stepped forward, and supported her.
Touching Dongfang Jing's hands, Jin Qiu couldn't help but startled, and then, like an electric shock, she quickly shook off Dongfang Jing's hands, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Dongfang Jing felt the heat coming from her palm, and her brows were frowned involuntarily, "Are you having a fever?"
Jin Qiu glanced at Ye Anning panickedly, then shook his head again and again, "Thank you for your concern, Miss San, I'm fine. I just caught a cold and have a little chills."
Dongfang Jing noticed the corners of her pale mouth, the fine beads of sweat on her head, and her right hand that was always hidden behind her back...
"Go and lie down on the bed!" Her eyes moved slightly, "Let me help you look."
"No... Really no need. Miss San, the slave is fine, the slave is very well." Jin Qiu shook her head again and again.
Dongfang Jing raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes were a little cold, and she said inappropriately, "Aunt Jinqiu, don't get me wrong, I'm treating you not just for you alone. You have always been by my mother's side, we Mother is used to it. If there is something wrong with you, I don't worry about handing her over to other people. "
Jin Qiu opened his mouth slightly, but he had nothing to say, so he quietly went back to the bed and lay down.
"Give me your hand!" Dongfang Jing stared fiercely at Jinqiu's right hand.