Qingli just let him lean on herself until dawn, she kept looking out the window, letting the wind blow in, her face was tingling, but she didn't bother to pay attention.
The clothes may have been soaked in blood at the moment, only Mo Wei's weak breath flicked Qing Li's neck. Song Lan originally brought water to freshen up the two of him. Unexpectedly, when he entered the house, he saw this scene. .
She was so shocked that the basin in her hand fell to the ground, splashing water all over the floor. She recovered and hurried forward, "Madam, how can he be like this?"
Qing Li frowned slightly before turning his head slowly. Seeing Songlan's eyes flushed in anxious manner, he said lightly: "Go and call Dr. Wei..." I couldn't hear anything. Feelings, Song Lan hurriedly said: "The slave and maid will go now."
After that, he hurried out, Qing Li's face lightly leaned against his ear, "Look, I still can't be as cruel as you."
She held a stalemate all night in this posture. Now she just moved a little, and her body hurts. She spread out her palms, full of blood, "Mo Wei, you say, can this be regarded as atonement?"
Before half a stick of incense, Qingli heard Xiangning's voice coming, and he was very anxious, "Why is the prince like this? You can make it clear!"
Then came the sound of the door opening. Song Lan looked at Qing Li with a grieved expression, but Wei Sheng frowned and walked to Qing Li's side, saying: "You are really stupid, do you think he will die like this? "
When Xiangning saw this, she cried immediately, stepped forward to push Qingli away, and helped Mo Wei by herself, and cried: "Master, don't scare the concubine, you must not have an accident."
She looked at Weisheng again and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there! Come here soon!" Then Weisheng gave Qingli a meaningful look, and then said to Xiangning: "I beg the princess to put the prince's body away. Ping, the next official will give the prince the needle."
Xiangning cautiously supported Mo Mirage's back and flattened him, Weisheng came forward and applied needles on several acupuncture points. After a while, the blood stopped, and Xiangning wiped her tears with Jinpa, with a sad expression on her face. .
Qingli asked, "How is he?" Weisheng said slowly, "The prince is now suffering from typhoid, and the wound is bleeding too much, so he can only take care of it slowly. Fortunately, the treatment will be timely this morning. In some hours, life will be hard to protect."
Xiangning stared at Qing Li's eyes, and said angrily: "The prince married you is like marrying a dead star back. He killed his child and now comes to kill him again! Qingli, what should you be guilty of? "
Song Lan knelt down immediately and said earnestly: "Wang Hao, please don't blame Madam, please don't punish Madam for the sake of the prince."
Qing Li said solemnly: "Song Lan, get up, don't kneel." Song Lan refused, Xiang Ning let out a cold snort, and continued: "Your maid knows the rules, but what about you? I used to treat you too. Yes, it's all because the prince loves you, but you treat the prince like this!"
She glanced sideways at the drowsy Mo Mirage, and asked, "Is it? In your opinion, it is petting, but in my opinion, what he did to me is worthless, yes, I am Deliberately, I just want to see him die. Only when he dies can I be truly relieved."
At this time, Xiang Ning was very angry at her words, "Come here!" As soon as the voice fell, several sturdy women walked in and stood in front of Xiang Ning, "Wang Hao, what do you have? Command?"
She continued: "Drag this so-called "little wife" out of my concubine! Locked into the labor room, no one is allowed to visit without my concubine's order!"
Qing Li looked meaningless, but Song Lan cried anxiously, knelt and walked to Xiangning's feet, "Wang Hao, maidservant, please, madam, she is not in good health, how can she go to such a place, something will happen? ."
At the end of the speech, she couldn't cry, but Xiang Ning said bitterly: "What can happen! The prince is lying here now unconscious! It was all her harm. You are embarrassed to intercede with this concubine, it is ridiculous!"
Qing Li sighed, stepped forward to help Song Lan up, and said: "You stay here well, don't do stupid things, it's okay if I leave him for a while, so I can save each other's pain."
Xiang Ning winked at the women, and they came forward and took Qing Li's arm. She threw her hand away and said, "Let go! I will go by myself." Xiang Ning said lightly: "Go there and regret it. When the prince wakes up, you can decide whether to spare you."
Qingli walked to the door, but turned his head to look at Weisheng, but he just smiled at himself, meaningfully, Qingli shook his head and went out with them.
After being brought into the palace by Mo Mirage, she hadn't even walked the palace carefully. The labor house she was going to now was far away from the master, and Qing Li's feet were a little sore.
Those people along the way saw Qing Li, some mocked, some pity, she didn't see it at all, these had nothing to do with her.
Today's sun is a bit poisonous again, and Qingli's fortune has already slipped sweat. When she arrived at the labor room, she looked up at the slightly dilapidated plaque and couldn't help but laugh at herself.
A woman said in a nasty voice: "Here, this is the place, the lady will go in, and walk straight to your room in the back room. After cleaning up, the slave and maid will look for the lady again."
Qingli didn't talk to her either. She came empty-handed. She walked into the room that the mother-in-law said, and when she opened the door, the dust in the room pounced on her. She was choked and coughed slightly. under.
She waved her sleeves, and then walked inside. The dilapidated beds were side by side, and the bedding was in tatters. She sighed and caught a glimpse of the clothes on the table. She couldn't help but look down at herself.
The blood stains all over her body were all mirages. She had to take the clothes and put them on. Although it was rough, but fortunately not too dirty, she flattened her sleeves and started cleaning the house. She was busy working for an hour. I feel cleaner.
At this time, the wife of Shicai came in, she walked to Qingli, with her hands on hips, looking at her with contempt, "The princess has ordered, let the slave and maid take care of you."
Qing Li was quite disgusted, and said: "What do you want to say straight." The woman's fat face smiled, and said: "Since Madam, you said that, the slave girl won't go around with you. ."
She walked to the door, "Madam, come with the slave and maid." Qingli followed her out and walked to another courtyard, where nearly ten wooden looms were placed in such a not-so-spacious area.
Several women were weaving cloth, but the sun was basking, and they were wearing thick clothes. It was really uncomfortable to do such a thing. The woman pointed to an empty loom.
"The madam first learned that they weave here. It's still morning. When it's dusk, you can have dinner. Today, you must weave 20 horses so that the wife can go back to the room and rest." She said lightly. With.
Qing Li was quite embarrassed, but now he was in such a situation, he could only listen to her words, and sat down, watching the woman weaving by the side. It was not difficult, and he had learned it in a while.
The old woman smiled and said, "Madam is really smart. Let's take care of it today. Oh, yes, there is one more thing that the slave and maid forgot to tell the lady. Today's water?s someone is coming to clean it, and the lady can only be thirsty.
When Qing Li heard this, he suddenly became angry, and said, "The princess asked you to do this?" The mother-in-law only stretched out her hands and said, "The princess's instructions, the servants and maidservants dare not follow the instructions, please forgive me."
After that, she shook her fat buttocks and left. Qingli had to start weaving. She looked sideways and saw that the expressions of the people beside her were very dull, and she couldn't help asking, "Are you here all the time?"
The woman beside her faintly responded, her expression in a trance, the movement in her hands continued. Qingli raised her head and glanced at the sky. Although it was autumn, the weather was still hot. She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Sighed: "You are really poor, haven't you thought of resisting?" The woman said lightly: "Stop talking, if you can't achieve these amounts today, I'm afraid I won't live a few days."
Qing Li was astonished, "Could it be that people have died here?" The woman glanced at her and said, "Every day, people are dying. It's only a matter of time before it's her turn."
She was helpless, so she kept knitting. After a while, she was thirsty. It was still a long time before dinner, so she had to bite the bullet and continue knitting. When the sixth horse was knitting, Qingli couldn't support it anymore. He dropped his head on the loom and fainted.
The others were indifferent, and Qing Li still didn't have any consciousness until the night. The woman came in and saw her fainting alone. She walked up to her face with two ears.
Qingli was in pain, and only then opened his eyes, vaguely able to see that it was the woman, she leaned forward and sat up, and the woman sniffed and said, "She's really a pampered woman, she can't stand this life. Up."
Her head hurts so badly, the mother-in-law said again: "It's fine, madam, you should go back and rest first, you are dying, and the slave and maidservant can't explain it."
Qingli didn't pay attention to her either, just stood up slowly, fixedly looking at the woman's eyes, she turned her head uncomfortably, and said: "You, what do you look at the slave and maid doing like this!"
Qing Li snorted coldly, "So you still remember that you were a slave and maid, I took it down today." After that, she walked slowly towards the back room.
After she left, the lady hummed: "What do you think you are, but a woman that the prince doesn't want, dare to talk to me like this, it's ridiculous."
As soon as Qing Li entered the room, she became hungry and unbearable. A small bowl of food was placed on the table. She walked over and sat down, lifted it up and smelled it. She moved the bowl aside and went to bed. , But fell asleep after a while.
At this time, Mo Mirage still did not wake up. Xiangning kept guarding him. Weisheng came to administer the acupuncture every other hour. Xiangning lay down on the side of his bed and took a nap, Mo Mirage whispered: "Qingli, Qingli." Xiangning heard it, and tears fell from the corner of her eyes.