Ayan's coughing finally subsided, and Zhuer sat at the head of the bed and began to check his wounds. The old concubine stood aside in a panic, too anxious to see anything.
After a while, Ayan covered his chest with his hands and closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was unconscious or too tired and fell asleep. Zhu Er covered him with a quilt and straightened up.
The old lady was worried, so she took a step forward and asked her softly, "How are you doing?"
"Don't worry, Princess Toffee. Master has lost too much blood. He will make up for it if he sleeps more during this period. It's just that the wound is dangerous, so he can't be involved like this anymore, so... he can't be stimulated." Zhu'er joked seriously.
"It's okay, it's okay." The old concubine nodded repeatedly, and a stone fell in her heart. "It's too hot. Please help him wipe his body more often, so as not to stain his injuries with sweat. Use the best food and drink in your daily life. , so as not to keep coughing, if you need anything, just ask for it."
Zhuer Yingying leaned over and said, "Yes, I have written it down."
After that, the old concubine stood beside the bed for a while, and when she saw that the person was really asleep, she was ready to leave.
Before leaving, her eyes specifically circled around the room, and then fixed on Wu Sheyue. She still remembered Zhu'er's words about not being stimulated, so she calmly instructed Wu Sheyue: "Come out."
"Yes." Wu Sheyue's heart sank, and she followed out the door honestly.
The old concubine was supported by two maids and walked all the way to the path outside the courtyard gate before she stopped. Then she turned back and ignored Wu Sheyue who was following the maids.
In the past three days, Wu Sheyue stepped out of the hospital for the first time. She strictly followed the principle of avoiding his sharp edges. The old concubine never asked a word, she just lowered her head and looked like she was being taught humbly.
However, the more honest and docile she was, the more the old lady felt that she was pretending (although she was indeed pretending). The old lady stared at her with a pair of shrewd eyes and asked directly: "Have you brought the things?"
Wu Sheyue knew exactly what she wanted, but she just couldn't get it...
"Yue'er has never returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she came in a hurry without bringing her maid."
Such a perfunctory excuse made the old concubine feel that her majesty had been challenged. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Wu Sheyue on the face.
The sound of the slap was actually not clear, but it was a muffled thunder, and the slap made the person feel burning pain. Wu Sheyue covered her face and looked at the old lady in astonishment. The attack came too suddenly, leaving her defenseless.
The sharp armor left three neat red marks on her face. It took a while before the stinging sensation came slowly.
The old concubine folded her hands and said coldly: "Don't play tricks with me. I've never seen any kind of fox. Your tricks are not enough. If you don't want to hand it over, you can just say so. You can still Save yourself some trouble.”
"..." The corner of Wu Sheyue's mouth that was covered by her hand moved. She didn't want to fight back now - she wanted to hit someone.
But this is Prince Yu's Mansion, and even if Yu Jing is here, she doesn't dare to mess around. Again, normal people turn their elbows inward. This person is Yu Jing's grandmother. She still hopes for Yu Jing, so she has to swallow the bitter taste herself...
So Wu Sheyue lowered her head and admitted her mistake in a cowardly manner, "Ms. Concubine, I really don't have time to go back and get the things. Why don't I go get them if the young prince is a little better. It will take ten days at most, so I won't waste any more time."
"Ten days?" The old concubine sneered, "Is there no maid in our Royal Palace or something? Do we still need you to guard here day and night?"
"Where is the concubine? How can she be a maid in Prince Yu's palace?" Wu Sheyue put down her hand and said calmly with her swollen face: "The young prince has been weak and sad recently. If he can't see me, he will be in a bad mood." good."
Moving Yu Jing was indeed useful. A cold flash flashed in the old concubine's eyes, "Okay, your words are not in vain. I won't stretch my arms to interfere with Jing Lang's people, but the mistress of Yu Wang's Mansion, you will Don't think about it. Just take out the things that aren't yours, and then you, my concubine, can do whatever you want, and I, an old man, will not interfere."
When Wu Sheyue mentioned Lang Qing Concubine, Wu Meng's name came to mind again. She was called Lang Qing Concubine, and it seemed to have nothing to do with her...
She assured her with a hint: "I understand what the concubine means. I will definitely return the ring to the young prince. I will keep my word."
Wu Sheyue's tone was so sincere that the old concubine frowned and said, "I hope you really understand." As she said that, she put her hand on the arm of the maid beside her and led them away in a grand manner.
Wu Sheyue stood there and touched the corner of her mouth with her hand, wondering what kind of beating she had received. This damn old lady actually slapped her in the face? She had never swallowed her anger so much in the Prime Minister's Mansion before! Damn it, it’s all Yu Jing’s fault!
But what does the old concubine mean? As long as Huan Pei, regardless of her relationship with Yu Jing? It seems that she already has a candidate for Yujing’s main wife in mind~
She was lost in thought when a voice suddenly came from behind her, "Miss Third."
Wu Sheyue was startled and found that the concubine was standing on the roadside looking at her. Not sure if there was any murderous intention on her face just now, she quickly lowered her head and said: "Your Majesty."
The side concubine walked up to Wu Sheyue, looked at her cheek carefully, and sighed softly: "The concubine just has a bad temper, don't take it to heart."
"Yes, Yue'er doesn't dare."
Wu Sheyue knew that the relationship between the old concubine and the concubine was not very good, because the two came together before, and the old concubine did not talk to the concubine at all. And she could tell that the concubine deliberately waited until the old concubine left before showing up.
"Yes." The concubine's beautiful face was not as serious and resolute as when they met the first day. I don't know if it was for private reasons, but she looked a little softer and asked hesitantly: "Is he... okay?"
"Why don't you go in and take a look?"
The concubine shook her head, "No, he doesn't want to see me."
“…”
Seeing that Wu Sheyue didn't answer, the concubine started talking to herself: "Yu Jing, this kid, is very cold to the people in the palace. He never dines with us, even during the holidays. He might not come to visit. The man named Zhuer beside him, who was proficient in medical skills, would never use the doctor in the mansion even if he was injured. If he hadn't been seriously injured this time, he might not be recuperating in the mansion. "
Wu Sheyue didn't understand the reason for this complaint, so she perfunctorily advised: "The young prince may have his own ideas, and I don't need to take it too seriously. Since it has always been like this, it doesn't look like it is directed at your Majesty."
"No, he hates me."
"..." This, this is too frank, Wu Sheyue can't keep up with the train of thought. (To be continued)