Dongfang Jing seemed to be strangled by someone for seven inches, and she was in so much pain!
Murong Qian took a thousand steps, pinched her chin, and laughed evilly, "Ah Jing, how is it? Isn't this kind of feeling of being manipulated by others very uncomfortable? I used to let Zongzheng help Su Handy!"
Whenever he wanted Grandpa to disappear, Grandpa had to disappear!
He was upset, and the master had to come out at any time to help him ward off disasters!
Dongfang Jing bit her lower lip tightly, staring at the man's eyes with burning eyes, as if she wanted to penetrate those eyes and find the man behind Ke Ke.
This made Murong Qianjue feel a trace of disgust for no reason.
"The good mood is ruined by you! You can eat dinner yourself, and go to Yuanyang Pavilion to drink!" Murong Qianjue suddenly let go of the big palm that was pinched on Dongfang Jing's chin, and with a flick of his sleeve, he was out of bed. The backyard of Prince Gong's Mansion.
"Cough...cough cough..." Dongfang Jing coughed twice and stroked her chest to let her breath out.
Her health is getting worse.
Before, it was just a headache, but now I have a cold and a cold after a little blowing.
Rebirth is probably really against the laws of nature and ethics, so after a long time, her body will gradually be backlashed by the soul, and finally disappear completely.
Seeing this, Dongmei who was not far away hurried forward, supported her, frowned and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?! Do you want to call a doctor?"
Dongfang Jing smiled dejectedly, raised her eyes and asked, "What kind of doctor are you looking for? Am I not a doctor myself?"
"Master..." Dongmei frowned, looking worried.
Dongfang Jing hooked the corners of her lips, pretending to be relaxed, "Okay, okay! I'm fine, I know my own body very well."
"It's fine, it's fine." Dongmei let out a long breath.
"By the way," Dongfang Jing stopped her again, "pass the message to Brother Rong."
Dongmei was slightly taken aback, "Now?"
Dongfang Jing nodded, "Act tonight. Brother Rong, please keep an eye on the entire Qiu Chan Garden. I must find out where Cen is hiding!"
The case of Concubine Chen back then couldn't just be so unclear!
Fourth brother can't just sleep like this forever!
"Okay, servant girl will make arrangements now."
Dongmei nodded, turned around and was about to leave when Dongfang Jing stopped her again.
"Wait." Dongfang Jing's eyes moved slightly, "Brother Rong, please help me run to Changle Palace."
"What does master want to do?" Dongmei was slightly taken aback.
The corners of Dongfang Jing's mouth twitched slightly, with an inexplicable smile on her face, "Since I promised Concubine Le to help her sit as the fourth concubine, I shouldn't break my promise. Now, it's time to fulfill my promise."
Dongmei was confused.
Dongfang Jing clung to her ear and whispered.
"Your servant understands." Dongmei straightened her body, her eyes were clear, "Your servant will do it now."
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At night, Qiu Chan Garden.
Shen Zhaoyu had just moved here, and the inside of the hall hadn't been cleaned in time. It looked neat and tidy on the outside, but there were inevitably some cobwebs, insects and ants hidden in the corners.
Xinlan hurried through the door, and the two servants behind her lowered their heads.
Shen Zhaoyu frowned, "What's the matter? What about dinner?"
"Master..." Xin Lan raised her head, her face embarrassed, "I just took someone to the imperial dining room, but the imperial dining room said that the list from the Ministry of Internal Affairs has not been brought up, and Qiu Chan Court is not suitable for dinner."