"Ling Yao! Stop!" Prince Ning looked at Ling Yao who walked into the mansion from outside the door, put down his hand holding the teacup heavily, and the table shook. Accompanied by his loud voice, all the people in the lobby stopped their movements.
"What's the matter? Your lord?" Ling Yao was still walking, but seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, he finally realized something was wrong, so he raised his eyes listlessly, and there was silence in his eyes.
"What have you been doing since you left the palace for two days?" Prince Ning walked over with his beloved cane. "Now you know you're back?!"
"No reason." Ling Yao spread his hands, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, "I have nothing to do, so I'll go back to my room first." After saying that, he was about to leave.
"Stop!" Prince Ning slammed his cane on the ground. Seeing her disrespectful appearance, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Leaning on his cane, he wanted to hit her. I have to teach you a lesson for your father today!"
Concubine Ning was being surrounded, and when she saw this scene, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Children are ignorant, are you ignorant too? This servant finally came back, and you don't care about it, and you still want to beat him? Concubine Ning frowned, curled her mouth, and then said: "If you want to hit me, hit me first! Hmph, old man!"
"You, you, you..." Prince Ning was obviously very angry and helpless, and finally heaved a heavy sigh: "Confused!"
"I don't want my daughter to be beaten away by you again. Is there anything I can't just sit down and have a cup of tea and talk about it slowly?" After speaking, Princess Ning looked at Ling Yao who was standing behind him, and patted her on the shoulder. Comfortingly said: "It's all right, good boy, go back to the room and have a good rest, and then come out at night and tell my aunt that it's all right."
"Understood, thank you, aunt." Ling Yao still looked listless, and left in a hurry after thanking her. Prince Ning was so angry that he pointed at her back and complained to Concubine Ning: "Look... look at her!"
"My lord, my aunt, I'll go and see her first." Chang Zhen who was standing beside her was also thoughtful when she saw this, she bowed to the two of them and bid farewell, only to be waved away by Lord Ning, "Go, go." Concubine Ning also ordered nodded. Chang Zhen followed behind Ling Yao.
"Hey, wait a minute, Changqing." Princess Ning suddenly remembered something that stopped her, and when she looked back with a face that was so overwhelming, Princess Ning felt her heart beating, her old face turned red, and said : "Go to my room and bring her the bowl of freshly warmed ginger soup. Seeing that she is not looking well, ask her what she has eaten in the past two days. If she doesn't eat well, warm some porridge. Digest and digest, don’t eat meat first. Then take a hot bath or something, and have a good rest.”
"Well, yes. Thank you, aunt." Chang Zhen did not refuse, but was stopped by Concubine Ning, "You child, why are you being polite? Both the prince and I regard you as our own children, and the prince did the same just now." Concern leads to chaos. Ling Yao's child is simply ignorant, aren't you ignorant? Alright, alright, let's go, the ginger soup will be cold when it's late, let us know if there's anything you need."
"Yes, aunt." After being held by Concubine Ning's hand, feeling a warmth from her cold fingertips, Chang Zhen raised her head and said abruptly. Then he left.
"Sister? Wait a minute. I'll come over and open the door for you right away." Ling Yao threw off the quilt, sat up on the bed, opened the door directly after putting on her shoes, and pulled her hand inside: "Bring it What delicious food can you give me? Let me see."
"Ginger soup." Chang Zhen put the steaming pot in front of her: "Nourishing the stomach." "It's not like you don't know that I don't like to eat this."
Ling Yao's expression faltered all of a sudden, and he waved his hands: "Let's put it aside for now." "Aunt's kindness, it's better to accept it." Chang Zhen brought the ginger soup in front of her, and a spoon had already been handed to her Mouth: "Drink."
"It's a set. Alas." Ling Yao sighed, seeing Chang Zhen's non-negotiable eyes, and then took a sip from the spoon, and just after drinking it, he spit it out "peh pee pee". Received a puzzled look from Chang Zhen: "It's unpalatable?"
"No...it's scalding to death!" Ling Yao blinked, almost tearing up, "Sister..." Can you stop drinking
"Yeah. Here it is." Chang Zhen simply handed the ginger soup to her hand. Looking at her like an interrogator, "What have you been doing outside these two days?"
"It's nothing, why do you all ask like this? It's normal for me to go out as an adult, okay, people just like to play, sister... It's fine if they don't understand me, sister, why don't you bring some delicious food to comfort my injured Stomach..." Ling Yao showed a weeping face as he spoke, and the next moment he raised his eyes to peek at Chang Zhen's expression change, and when he saw her complexion calmed down, he immediately became bolder, with a small mouth and a lift of his chin, he said: "I don't care, I want my sister to feed me." After speaking, he put the ginger soup back into Chang Zhen's hands.
"Okay, let's talk after drinking." Chang Zhen fed her one mouthful at a time.
"I'm very tired, sister." Ling Yao suddenly said seriously, "Here, here, here... are all tired." Ling Yao pointed to his hands and feet, and finally pointed to his head, provoking Chang Zhen A row of black lines on the face. "Okay, you have a good rest. Go to sleep and put on the quilt. Don't sleep with your clothes on. It's uncomfortable. My sister will watch at the door."
"Yeah." There were tears in Ling Yao's eyes, but they still didn't flow down, and Chang Zhen didn't see them. He gave her a big hug and pushed her out. Then he sat alone in the room in a daze.
In the Palace of the Seventh Prince, the Li Xiang people here also came back with someone, a white-haired old man who came, although he looked quite old, but his face was spirited and his eyes were bright. For Li Xiangren's arrival, everyone in the mansion breathed a sigh of relief, but because of the depressed atmosphere caused by the Seventh Princess' coma, Qi Qi surrounded the entire Seventh Prince's Mansion three times and four times. It's unspeakably depressing. It is gratifying and congratulatory when people come. Li Xiangren felt a little pain in his heart when he saw the obviously haggard prince guarding him, but he still introduced them to each other. A few simple words, but Yang Tingjing forbade even saluting. It is important to see a doctor.
"How is it?" Waiting for the old man to feel his pulse and look at his eyes. After finishing a series of consultations, Yang Tingjing asked anxiously. "It's okay. The old man gave her a pill. She will wake up in a few days. Please don't worry, my lord." The old man took out a white jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill from the bottle and Stuff it into Phoenix's mouth.