Princess Qiqi looked at Murongxue with red eyes and pitiful appearance, she couldn't bear to see Murongxue, she nodded helplessly: "Okay!"
"That's great, I knew Sister Murong was the best." Princess Qi Qi hugged Murong Xue's arm, smiling brightly.
Back at Zhaoxia Palace, Murong Xue listed the medicinal materials used, and the little maid quickly brought them back from the imperial hospital.
After Murong Xue boiled the medicine and gave it to Princess Qiqi, it was already very late, the palace gate opened the spoon, and Murong Xue stayed in the tidied side hall for one night.
The next day, Murong Xue got up early, went to see Princess Qiqi after breakfast, and found that she was still sleeping, her beautiful little face was rosy, and the corner of her mouth was curled into a shallow smile, obviously she was doing a good job. Dream.
The palace maid Yin He stepped forward: "Miss Murong, do you want this servant to wake up the princess?"
Murong Xue shook her head: "No need, the princess was detoxified yesterday and just needs to sleep, let her wake up naturally, I'm going back home first."
"Yes." Yin He blessed her body: "I will send you out of the palace!"
"No, you just need to guard Princess Qiqi, I know the way back." Murong Xue smiled softly, walked out of Zhaoxia Palace, and walked along the Heishi Road. I didn't meet any pedestrians, occasionally there were court ladies and eunuchs walking by with cups and plates!
Suddenly, Murong Xue felt two sharp gazes coming towards her. Her gaze froze, and she suddenly looked up, only to see Ye Yichen standing not far away, looking deeply at her. Look a little bit incomprehensible to others.
Murong Xue frowned slightly, and said flatly, "Prince Jing!" It's already past the court time, why is Ye Yichen still here
"Today is a banquet in the palace." Ye Yichen explained softly, and slowly walked in front of Murong Xue.
Murong Xue frowned, stepped back indistinctly, and distanced herself from Ye Yichen: "Don't disturb Prince Jing's banquet, I'll take a step first..."
Seeing that Murong Xue was about to pass him and leave, Ye Yichen hastily stretched out his hand to grab her: "Xue'er..."
Murong Xue's eyes turned cold, she unceremoniously waved her hand to open Ye Yichen, and said coldly: "Prince Jing, please respect yourself..."
The back of Ye Yichen's hand was red with burning pain, he didn't care, he lowered his head to look at Murong Xue: "Xue'er, you and Ouyang Shaochen...have a conflict..."
"It's all thanks to Prince Jing." Murongxue raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Yichen, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of ridicule: Ye Yichen knew long ago that a person suffering from cold poison would not be able to conceive, but he didn't say it a long time ago. Let's not talk about it later, but I want to say it when she and Ouyang Shaochen are preparing for their marriage, it is clearly out of good intentions...
"What this king said is the truth, you will know one day, this king told you in advance, it is for your own good." Ye Yichen paused every word, his eyes deep.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "You will be so great? Are you doing it for your own selfishness?"
Ye Yichen's handsome face was slightly gloomy: "Even if it is selfishness, it is a fact. Ouyang Shaochen is the only son of the Xiaoyao Palace, and he must have an heir. He will definitely not marry you alone..."
"So?" Murong Xue looked at Ye Yichen, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a half-smile.
"You marry me, and I'll give you everything you want..." Ye Yichen said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with rare seriousness.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "I'm not interested in being a concubine..."
"Not a concubine, but a concubine, Princess Jing!" Ye Yichen paused every word.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows: "Didn't Prince Jing always dislike me being Princess Jing?"
Ye Yichen's eyes flickered: "Now this king likes it again."
"But I'm not interested in being Princess Jing!" Murong Xue replied unceremoniously.
Ye Yichen's handsome face was slightly gloomy: "Why?"
"Because I don't like you!" Murong Xue paused every word, with undisguised disgust in her cold voice.
Ye Yichen narrowed his sharp eyes: "Then who do you like? Ouyang Shaochen?"
"So what?" Murong Xue admitted without hesitation: In her two lifetimes, she only liked Ouyang Shaochen.
Ye Yichen's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink: "Why him?"
"Because I like it." Murong Xue replied bluntly!
Hearing the arrogant reason, Ye Yichen's face became more gloomy. She likes Ouyang Shaochen for no reason at all. Because she likes it, she likes it. This kind of reason that is not a reason is even more hurtful: "It is impossible for him to be with you forever. people."
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "Prince Jing is not the same, you are the only son of the old prince Jing, the old concubine Jing, even if you want to marry only a woman who cannot conceive, they will not agree to it, they will definitely give it to you." You arranged countless side concubines, aunts, and asked you to leave an heir for Prince Jing's mansion... "
Ye Yichen's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "This king can leave the mother and keep the child, and give the child to you to raise..."
"Forget it, I'm not interested in such a wicked thing." Murong Xue interrupted him unceremoniously: In the backyards of famous nobles, it happens from time to time that mothers leave their mothers and keep their children. Things are taken for granted, but she has no habit of killing people or taking away their children.
Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue coldly, he made this proposal, she rejected it, he made that proposal, she also rejected it, and she didn't approve of any of his proposals: "Then what do you do?"
"No, I have my own opinion about my affairs. I don't need Prince Jing to worry about it, and I don't want to have anything to do with Prince Jing. I also ask Prince Jing not to appear in front of me again." Murong Xue dropped these words , turned around, and walked forward quickly without looking back.
Looking at her decisive back, a sharp cold light flashed in Ye Yichen's eyes, and the hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched: Murong Xue!
Behind Dongqing was a slender figure, she took in everything that happened just now, and looked at the direction where Murong Xue disappeared with hatred, a coldness shot from the bottom of her eyes...
Murong Xue left Ye Yichen and walked forward quickly, the corner of her mouth curved into a sarcasm: Ye Yichen and her have always looked at each other and hated each other, but today she put down her figure and asked her to be Princess Jing, she must have no good intentions, he said No matter how attractive the conditions are, she is not interested...
"Butterfly, butterfly, here's a butterfly..."
"Be careful, don't fall..."
"Know… "
The woman's silver bell-like laughter came to her ears, and Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses. Looking around, she saw Lu Wanwan wearing a beautiful water-green long dress, holding a round fan embroidered with orchids, fluttering butterflies with a smile .
The butterflies fluttered along the budding flower bones, and flew to a flower in front of Murong Xue. Lu Wanwan held a round fan and chased after her with a slight smile. She saw Murong Xue who was close at hand, Her bright smile disappeared instantly, and she said coldly, "So it's Miss Murong."