Jin Jiulan's movement relieved her pain a little, and she also had some strength to speak.
"Xiaolan, help me get the pen and ink." Jin Jiuying tried his best to endure the pain, and told Jin Jiulan.
"Take the pen and ink?" Jin Jiulan said something weird and Jin Jiuying asked again, but when she saw Jin Jiuying nodded with difficulty, she didn't say anything, and ran quickly to bring the pen and ink and rice paper to Jin Jiuying.
"Tonight, I want to see you." Jin Jiuying dipped the ink with a pen, struggling to write such a sentence on the paper, then folded it and handed it to Jin Jiulan.
"Send it to the Palace of the Nine Princes, you must, you must personally deliver it to him." Jin Jiuying stuffed the folded message to Jin Jiulan, admonishing her in particular.
She carefully searched the memory of the original owner. The only ones who can rely on here are her mothers, Zhu Liyun and Jin Jiulan, the little girl.
Although Zhu Liyun is an adult, she doesn't know any martial arts, because in such a big mansion, she was bullied by Jin Jiuying's father's concubines all the year round, and her thin body and weak wind blew away.
In addition, she gave her father two daughters, Jin Jiuying and Jin Jiulan. The old man who was originally patriarchal, saw Jin Jiuying and Jin Jiulan both dancing with knives and guns all day long. They didn’t have the elegance that a girl should have, so let him. I hate these two sisters even more.
In his opinion, a girl should learn piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, be familiar with female workers, read poetry and books, and be like a lady of a large family, dignified and skillful, gentle and elegant.
But how to teach, these two girls just like the life of the sword not leaving their hands. Although Jin Jiuying still insisted on learning dance and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is simply incomparable with other official ladies.
Therefore, I was even more disappointed in them.
There is nowhere to vent the anger and anger of this body, so they can only vent to their mother Zhu Liyun.
Don’t even talk about watching Zhu Liyun being insulted by those concubines. He ignored him as he had never seen him, even outdated, and would beat her himself, but later because of Jin Jiuying’s uncle, he didn’t dare to make a big fuss. Will not hurt her mother too badly.
This situation didn't get better until Jin Jiuying was raised by the concubine Ye Zhaoyang.
For such a woman, such a dangerous thing, Jin Jiuying still decided not to let her do it.
As for Jin Jiulan, although she is not very old, she has learned martial arts, and may have to be a little master outside, so compared to Zhu Liyun, Jin Jiuying believes in her a little bit.
"Why?" Jin Jiulan heard Jin Jiuying say this, but she was puzzled. She remembered that Jin Jiuying told Ye Mo before and didn't want to see him.
"Don't think too much, just do as my sister said." Jin Jiuying smiled slightly and rubbed Jin Jiulan's head.
This child is still young, and she doesn't understand some things, but she knows that Ye Mo just wants to control her and wants to see her beg him.
These days, Ye Zhaoyang had invited all the royal doctors in the palace to her, and none of them could tell the reason.
She knows that the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell, only Ye Mo knows how to cure her, so she can only beg him once, after all, she can't lie in bed for a lifetime, this is more painful than death.
Night came quietly in Jin Jiuying's sleep. Zhengxiang, who was still lying asleep, suddenly felt a big slender hand slowly moving from her forehead to her neck.
"Second prince." Jin Jiuying cried out instinctively, because she felt that, except for Ye Zhaoyang, no one else had the courage to treat her like this.
Because she hated the man's kind of kissing gestures, Jin Jiuying raised her hand to try to pull away the restless hand when she called out the name.
But just after she called, the opponent's hand stiffened instantly and stopped on her neck.
"It's you?" Jin Jiuying quickly opened her eyes when she felt wrong. But the person in front of her made her instantly dumbfounded, and immediately became angry.
It turned out that the person was not Ye Zhaoyang, but Ye Mo. At this moment, he was sitting on the side of her bed, his hand on her neck had not had time to withdraw.
"Rogue." Looking at that impeccably beautiful face and thinking of his nasty behavior just now, Jin Jiuying couldn't help but curse.
But Ye Mo was still like seeing her for the first time. He didn't say anything. He just looked at her quietly. After a long time, he leaned down and said softly in her ear: "I know you will want to see me again. of."
"Pervert, devil..." Jin Jiuying used all the words that he could think of scolding the kind of scumbag, but still didn't feel the hatred.
There are also such shameless people. It is no more disgusting to use her hands and feet, and then make her have to beg him.
"You'd better be obedient, otherwise..." Ye Mo asked her to scold fiercely and spit, then he took his hand back and wiped the saliva she spit on his face with his thumb, and then Warned her with a smile.
Seeing Ye Mo's devilish smile on the beauty of the day, Jin Jiuying suddenly showed a faint arc, suddenly sat up, grabbed Ye Mo's hand with both hands and leaned over him.
"Ye Zhaoyang is outside the door. If I yell now, what will happen to you?" Jin Jiuying looked at her handsome face that was no longer close by her suddenly, and smiled incomparably bright.
Originally, she was slightly surprised by her sudden movements, but when asked this question, Ye Mo suddenly understood her intentions.
It was not in a hurry, and he just lay down and said with a faint smile: "If this king dies, you will die."
"Threat me?" Jin Jiuying sneered and asked disapprovingly.
"Help this king, this king can be your private doctor." Ye Mo suddenly suppressed Jin Jiuying, with a serious expression on his face.
Originally, the two were close enough. Now that Ye Mo was pressed down, there was almost no distance. When the two of them looked at each other, Jin Jiuying always felt a little unspeakable, so she turned her head slightly and avoided his eyes. .
"What do you want me to do?" Although she hated the feeling of being threatened, Jin Jiuying felt that she might have to find a helper now. After all, the place is unfamiliar here, and Jin Jiulan is small, and Jin Jiumei is good at hiding.
During her headache period, Jin Jiumei came here twice. This woman can be said to be a man who would be overwhelmed by her. She has long black hair, a small round face, red lips and white teeth, and her angry voice is soft and soft. Bone and hair crisp.
Especially those eyes, blinking, can be said to be convincing.
With a sword that fascinates sentient beings, and a good slender figure, walking with that waist will make people feel like they will be broken.
The voice is good, the devil's figure, and the appearance is charming. Such a beauty, I heard that piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy are good, but this puts Jin Jiuying under a lot of pressure.