I, the heroine of Po Wen, just wore it in the abusive text, and I was sent to the most remote courtyard by the prince
Later, the prince asked the housekeeper: Princess, do you know that it is wrong?
Butler: Don't abuse the princess, the princess has been dead for three days. Ah no, the princess has been running with the prince for three days. There are also generals and champions who came to the door and let our princess be responsible.
The prince's face darkened completely!
I am the heroine of the po text, but I have worn into a book of abuse and become the heroine of the ** body in it.
In the book, the heroine loves the prince so much that she can't extricate herself.
But in order to save his Bai Yueguang Meng Rou'er, the prince took the heroine's blood every day as a medicine.
In the end, the heroine was tortured to death.
The prince suddenly woke up to the fact that what he loved had always been the heroine.
I still remember the most classic quote from the book.
It was a conversation between the prince and the housekeeper after the heroine died of illness.
Butler, does the princess know that she is wrong?
Lord, the princess has been dead for three days.
Nope!She's not dead, she's just asleep!
Lord Wang, the princess stinks.
No, she doesn't stink!Gross, it stinks!
I was also unlucky, as soon as I walked through, I was sent to the most remote courtyard by the prince.
And today is the day when the doctor comes to collect blood.
At this moment, the doctor is walking towards me with a sharp dagger.
Seeing that the knife was about to fall on me, I hurriedly stopped it: Wait a minute. 」
Wang Ye Shen Che frowned: What, you don't want to?Meng Chuhe, you have such a vicious heart. Your sister is seriously ill and is dying, do you still want to see death and not save her?」
Isn't this nonsense, of course I don't want to.
As the heroine of Po Wen, I only suffer in bed.
Well, in fact, the bed is not so bitter.
If my sister doesn't want to, forget it, after all, my life is thin, and I can't accompany the prince to old age. 」
Meng Rou'er leaned weakly on Shen Che, and her tone was soft and weak.
Shen Che saw it, his heart was distressed, and he was about to have a seizure, when my maid Lan'er spoke: Mrs. Rou'er, you misunderstood. The princess knew last night that you needed her blood to heal her illness, and she was ready early in the morning. 」
As she spoke, she brought a large bowl of blood.
The bowl was full of blood, and it was on the verge of spilling at any moment.
Everyone was stunned when they saw it!
Only then did Shen Che notice that my face was as white as a ghost.
A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and his voice was a lot softer: I thought you were selling miserably, but I misunderstood you. 」
No, Shen Che didn't misunderstand me, I was just selling miserably.
I'm the heroine of Po Wen, and I've always been the only one who takes the blood of men, how can I give others my own blood?
My face was so white that I had applied several layers of thick powder to my face.
As for the blood, it was the pig's blood that I asked the maid to buy at the vegetable market.
The amount is large, and the tube is enough.
Meng Rou'er is not sick, pretending to be sick to take blood, but it is just to torture me, and it is the same as using any blood in medicine.
I only smiled softly at him: It's okay, my sister's body is the most important. 」
When I said two words, I covered my lips and coughed twice, with the posture of supporting the wind and weak willows.
Isn't it just pretending to be a little white flower, and I will too!
Meng Rou'er cast a suspicious look at me, and I didn't hurry, I lifted my sleeves, revealing the hideous wound that had been painted for a full hour.
Picked up another knife: Is it enough, do you want me to put some more for my sister?」
The wound stabbed Shen Che away.
He hurriedly said: Enough. 」
I exhaled softly, and the level was finally over.
You know, the heroine in the book was so tormented by this incident that she lost half her life.
After this incident, Shen Che's conscience found out and sent me a large number of tonics.
In the book, after the heroine's blood was taken, her body became weaker and weaker.
And I, my face has been getting more and more ruddy these days.
The only downside is that I slept alone during the long night, and it was quite lonely.
In order to prevent Meng Rouer from not saying hello and coming to collect my blood again, I specially asked people to raise a pig in the backyard.
In the middle of the night, I was sleeping soundly when a terrible pig cry suddenly came from the backyard.
I asked Lan'er to raise this pig secretly, and I didn't dare to let others find out.
I hurriedly got up, picked up a lantern, and went to the backyard to check on the situation.
As soon as I opened the door, someone grabbed my wrist and entered the room.
In the whirlwind, I was pressed against the door.
I looked at the man in front of me, dressed in luxurious clothes and handsome and powerful.
His fair face was stained with blood, like a ghost.
The man looked at me with heavy eyes, breathing heavier and heavier.
The mutton fat white jade face had an unnatural red tide.
As the heroine of Po Wen, there is nothing I don't understand.
This man is in the **!
I pushed: Childe, self-respect. 」
The hand touched the man without leaving a trace.
Very good, there is a face and abs!Don't lose a lot of sleep!
Under my deliberate provocation, the man's breathing became heavier.
His body stiffened, and a pair of sword eyebrows twisted.
A voice as cold as water sounded above my head: You brought it on yourself!」
No, I don't have ......」
The tall figure of the man leaned over, and my whole being was shrouded in his shadow.
Between his snorts, his cold breath was full.
I lowered my eyes, my shoulders trembled slightly, like a lamb to the slaughter, and I looked pitiful.
The man's movements paused, and they were a little gentle.
He ** knew, I was excited.
Man!Live man!
Men with abs!
A handsome man with abs!
Although I wore it in the abuse text, God still treats me as the heroine of the po text not thin.
I just don't know if this man is in the middle, and he is useless.
Thinking about it, this handsome man had already carried me to bed.
I was so dazed by the kiss that my hand touched something.
No, how can there be two ......
An angry and gloomy voice sounded above me.
What, you think I'm a monster?」
Jokes, how could it be!
I'm even more excited, just two.
Today, I'm going to show him what a professional counterpart is.
Facing this man's obscure gaze, my eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, looking innocent: Childe, can you take out the two big daggers hidden under your robe, I'm afraid. 」
The man's expression slowed slightly, and he dropped a sentence that it was not a big dagger, and blocked my lips.
His handsome and indifferent face was stained with a bit of lust, like a demon god who had fallen into the red dust.
One night ridiculous. When I woke up, the man was gone.
I'm fresh, and I have a clean quilt underneath.
If it weren't for the sour softening and dazzling red marks on my white and tender skin, I would have thought I had a traceless spring dream.
There is a saying that quantitative change can really cause qualitative change!
I touched the red lip that had been bitten by him, and I looked satisfied.
He seemed to have told me that his name was Shen Yan.
I thought about it carefully, and this name didn't appear in the book, so it should be an unimportant passerby.
There is a piece of warm jade in my hand, which the man stuffed into my hand when I was sleeping in a daze.
The man seemed to have said that he would be responsible for me, and that he would come and pick me up when he was done with the matter at hand.
I casually threw the jade pendant aside.
I've never taken men's vows to heart.
There are thousands of good men in the world, if they all have to be responsible for me, I really agreed, I will be very busy.
But he, I'm satisfied for the time being.
Unexpectedly, within two days, Shen Yan sent a secret guard to protect me.
Why are you here?What about him. 」
Leng Feng is an honest man: the master is busy. 」
Shen Yan was busy finding out who gave him a ** in a vain attempt to harm him.
That night, if he hadn't noticed that something was wrong in time and broke into my courtyard to avoid the limelight, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The only surprise was that he didn't expect to get entangled with me.
Leng Feng saw the disappointment on my face, and said: If the master knew that you missed him like this, he would be very happy. 」
Thinking too much, I was just disappointed that Leng Feng was too mature, and there were still a few interlaced scars on his face, which did not fit my aesthetic at all.
You know, in our po literary world, the secret guard has to be a handsome young man of sixteen or seventeen years old.
Because he is young, he is extraordinarily capable.
Now, all I can covet is Shen Yan's body.
So if I have something to do, I just talk to the cold wind:
When is your master coming??
I miss him so much, I can't sleep when I think about him at night.
I seem to be sick, suffering from lovesickness. 」
Leng Feng was happy for his master, but it was those few words over and over again, and the master was busy.
Two days later, in the middle of the night, there was a sound of rustling in the small courtyard, which should have been calm.
Someone is picking the lock!
I was overjoyed, could it be that Shen Yan is here?
On second thought, it's not right.
With Shen Yan's means, it is easy to open the lock, how can it be used to open it for so long.
Besides, he wants to come in, just let me know, and he doesn't need to be so troublesome.
I have a hunch that I'm in trouble.
After all, this isn't a world of po.
Every man who came to me in the middle of the night was very handsome, and they all coveted my body.
In the world of abuse, almost none of the men who tried to break into my boudoir in the middle of the night were good.
Even so, I didn't have the slightest worry in my heart, the secret guard sent by Shen Yan was not a vegetarian.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, the cold wind escorted the man into the house.
The man was short and stocky, with a big mole on his face, and he looked at me with a somewhat obscene gaze, which made me very uncomfortable.
He said in a mocking tone: Miss Meng, I thought you liked the prince so much, but I didn't expect that there was an adulterer hidden in your house. 」
The cold wind kicked him in the knee violently: Put my mouth clean!」
The man fell to his knees with a thud of pain.
He was still shouting: Bold, Meng Chuhe, you are now disgusted by the prince, and you are not even as good as the maids in the house. And I'm the son of the housekeeper, I'll grind you, that's a matter of minutes!」
His rat eyes are dripping on me** As long as you obey me, I won't tell you two about the pickled things. 」
Hearing this, I suddenly remembered a plot from the book.
As we all know, the life of the heroine of the abuse text is particularly hard.
Whether it is being gouged out of the kidney, the heart being gouged, the blood of the heart and head, or falling off the cliff, it will not die.
In the book, the vicious female partner Meng Rouer saw that the heroine was put into bowls of blood, and she was stunned that she was living well, and she was anxious.
So, she set up a bureau to guide the housekeeper's bold son Liu Yu to attack the heroine Meng Chuhe, and she sent someone over again.
Sure enough, Shen Che was furious when he learned that he had been cuckolded.
He moved the family law against Meng Chuhe, and Meng Chuhe still didn't die, but he lost half his life and lost his fertility.
It's probably because I've been really nourishing lately, Meng Rou'er can't stand it anymore, and the matter of framing the original body has also been advanced.
With me here, such a plot will naturally not be staged.
I confessed to Leng Feng: Don't hit him in the face, and don't leave a trace on his body. 」
Leng Feng had already wanted to do it, so he clicked on his dumb hole and began to teach him a lesson.
Liu Yu was beaten to tears and didn't make a sound.
He looked at me pleadingly, hoping that I would be merciful and spare him.
Be as kind as I am, let the cold wind stop.
As soon as Liu Yu cast a grateful glance at me, I directly crushed his descendants.
confiscated his tools for committing crimes, and I see how he will commit crimes in the future!
I guess that Meng Rou'er is almost going to send someone over in the name of searching for assassins.
After I explained that Leng Feng had done something, I asked him to throw Liu Yu out.
As for the loss of **, of course, it is Meng Rouer's room.
She gave me a big gift, and I naturally had to give it back.
As I thought, not long after Leng Feng left with the housekeeper's son, Meng Chuhe came over with a group of guards and mother-in-law.
Meng Chuhe stood at the door: Sister, an assassin broke into the mansion. I heard from his servant that he fled to you. For the safety of the people in the house, please open the door and let the next person come in and search. 」
You wait a minute. 」
Meng Chuhe saw me refusing, and thought that the housekeeper's son had succeeded, she was happy in her heart, and her tone was serious: If you don't open the door, is it because there is an ulterior secret hidden in your house?」
She couldn't wait to see what happened to me.
Without even calling the guards, she kicked the door open with one kick herself.
A large bucket of sewage hanging on the door fell in response, pouring Meng Rouer into a soup chicken.
A pungent stench spread from Meng Rou'er's body.
When the guards saw it, they all subconsciously covered their noses and took a few steps back.
Meng Rou'er was even more stimulated and screamed in shock.
At this moment, Shen Che also rushed over.
He roared: Meng Chuhe, what did you do to Rou'er?」
I looked innocent: Lord, I really don't blame me for this. I told her not to open the door and come in, but she didn't listen. 」
Meng Rouer tearfully accused: You did it on purpose, who would hang a sewage bucket on the door. 」
The courtyard is too remote, and there is no one else except me and Lan'er. I was afraid that someone would break in, so I put a sewage bucket on the door to warn me. 」
It's weird!I knew that Meng Rouer would kick in the door and let the cold air on the door.
At this time, I looked at Shen Che, and my tone was more or less complaining.
Shen Che felt ashamed in his heart, turned his head, and no longer embarrassed me: Rou'er, forget it, I don't think Meng Chuhe did it on purpose. 」
Meng Rou'er glared at me unwillingly, then threw herself into Shen Che's arms, and complained coquettishly: "Lord, but the slave family is so uncomfortable." 」
Shen Che's face did not change, hugged Meng Rou'er's waist, and began to comfort her.
I really admire Shen Che.
You know, I specially asked the dark guard to add the water in this cesspool.
Nothing else, it was the poop pulled by the pig in the backyard.
At this moment, Meng Rou'er frowned slightly: Lord Wang, I stink now. 」
Shen Che affectionately: No, you don't stink. 」
Really?It really doesn't stink, vomit, you stink!」
Smelling the peculiar smell emanating from Meng Rou'er's body, Shen Che couldn't hold back any longer, he pushed her away and vomited beside him.
When Meng Rou'er saw this scene, her face darkened.
She looked at me complainingly, and said to the guard, "What are you still doing in a daze, go and search my sister's house to see if there are any assassins." 」
The guards offended me and went inside.
Meng Rou'er looked at me with a resentful expression, and said three words silently, You're finished.
After a while, the guards came out, and they found nothing.
Meng Rou'er couldn't believe it: Have you all searched carefully?」
The guard nodded: The beams, the wardrobe, and the bottom of the bed, we all searched carefully. 」
I looked at Meng Rou'er with a smirk: It seems that the assassin is not with me. 」
Meng Rouer didn't know what the problem was.
But now that she was dirty, she couldn't care so much, and after glaring at me fiercely, she went back to her small courtyard to freshen up.
The small courtyard, which was originally stuffed with bustling and lively, was instantly deserted.
Only a few mothers-in-law brought by Meng Rou'er were forced by me to stay behind and clean my messy door.
Not long after, a piercing scream came from Meng Rou'er's yard.
Lan'er, who was sent by me to find out the news, ran over panting.
Princess, something is wrong. 」
I looked at her with excitement and a flushed face, not at all like something bad was going wrong.
It turned out that Meng Rouer was dirty, so she went back to the room and quickly washed herself.
She was about to rest, when she lifted the quilt and saw someone lying on the bed, naked.
The guards heard the call for help and dealt with the man without saying a word.
When the body was carried out, the guards found out that he had killed Liu Yu, the housekeeper's son.
Princess, you don't know. This Liu Yu likes to take advantage of our maids on weekdays. His father is a housekeeper, and we dare not speak out. Now that he's dead, no one dares to embarrass us.
Now Mrs. Rou'er said that Liu Yu broke in by herself, but Steward Liu didn't think so. He said that she had gone to Liu Yu several times in private in the past few days. It was obvious that she seduced Liu Yu, and Liu Yu appeared in her house. At this time, the housekeeper has to ask the prince to give Liu Yu justice. 」
I lowered my eyes and munched on melon seeds, listening with relish.
This Meng Rouer can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot.
The prince seemed to believe the butler's words and had a big quarrel with Mrs. Rou'er. Princess, the prince should have recognized the true face of Mrs. Rou'er. Sooner or later, he will realize that you are the only one who is really good to him, and your good days are yet to come. 」
I hurriedly stopped Lan'er's words: Lan'er, it's not interesting to say this. 」
It's late.
I sent Lan'er to rest, and I went back to the house myself.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw Shen Yan sitting at the table.
The candle flame was bright and dark, he was dressed in white, and the cuffs were dark patterns embroidered with gold wire, and his expression was as cold as ever.
Of course, he has a white jade belt on his body, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his figure is as good as ever.
Hey, hey, hey. I ran up to him: Why are you here?」
When Shen Yan's gaze fell on me, he took a little warmth.
I heard the cold wind say, you miss me very much, so I came to meet you. 」
Leng Feng said one less word, I really want to sleep with him !!
On the days when you are away, I can't eat well and I can't sleep. 」
I sat on Shen Yan's lap and buried my face in his neck, my tone full of nostalgia.
The warm breath brushed his skin, and Shen Yan's calm voice was already a little dumb: You stand up and speak first. 」
I stood up from the good stream and took his hand: Okay, let's go to bed and talk. 」
Shen Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly: I didn't mean that. 」
Of course I can see it.
Without the control of that day, Shen Yan's whole person became calm and self-controlled.
He was really ready to look at me and leave, but when it came to the meat of his mouth, there was no reason to let him fly away.
But that's what I mean!」
You really don't dislike me?」
Shen Yan's indifferent eyebrows and eyes were full of scrutiny.
Joke, how could I dislike Shen Yan.
Three-legged men are easy to find, but four-legged ones are hard to find.
I didn't speak, and dropped a kiss on his thin lips.
In the next second, Shen Yan lost the light wind just now.
He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me with thin lips with a toughness that could not be refused.
I don't know how long later, when my consciousness was blurred, there was a knock on the door.
Shen Che's voice came from outside: Chu He, these days, I have neglected you. You must be very scared and lonely when you sleep alone, I will come to accompany you tonight. 」
No, no, no, I'm not lonely at all.
The bed for two people was just right, and the bed for three people was a little cramped.
I barely managed to keep my voice steady: I'm sleeping, you go back first. 」
Shen Che didn't listen: The candle is still burning, I know you haven't slept yet, but you're just talking to me, I'll come in and accompany you. 」
As he spoke, he reached out and pushed towards the door.
Hmm......I wanted to say something, but Shen Yan blocked my lips.
The action was very fierce, as if it was going to tear me down and eat me.
My eyebrows and eyes were even darker, like a net, tightly encircling me.
Only then did I realize that Shen Yan was not as calm and self-contained as he seemed on the surface.
Behind the appearance of light clouds and breezes, there is an imperceptible possessiveness.
The lip flap was blocked, and I couldn't do anything but look nervously at the door.
With Shen Che's movements, the door was slowly pushed open.
Halfway through the push, the sound of sword qi breaking through the air suddenly came from outside the door.
What followed was the sound of Shen Che fighting with others.
He still shouted: Come on, catch the assassins!」
Shen Che fought with people, and he didn't forget to close the door for me.
He was really caring.
Gradually, the sound of fighting moved away from the small courtyard.
I suddenly realized something and looked at Shen Yan.
Shen Yan's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he slowly and methodically pushed the wet black hair on my forehead behind my ears: That's right, it's cold wind. 」
No wonder, Shen Che came over, but Shen Yan still went his own way and didn't take him seriously.
All I can say is: Leng Feng, thank you for your hard work.
Shen Che was injured and was stabbed in the arm.
On weekdays, people have to take care of their daily lives.
As for the cold wind, he was safe and sound, and he retreated.
For a while, I didn't know whether to say that the strength of the palace was too poor, or that the cold wind was too strong.
It is said that when Meng Rouer learned about this, the first thing she said was: It turns out that there are really assassins.
When she heard that the prince didn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to my courtyard before he was assassinated, she was so angry that she smashed everything in the house.
She couldn't rest anymore and rushed to take care of Shen Che.
For fear that I would take the lead, Shen Che would cultivate some relationship with me.
When I went to visit Shen Che, Meng Rouer was feeding Shen Che medicine with two big dark circles under her eyes.
Seeing that I was coming, Meng Rou'er couldn't hide the smugness in her tone: Sister, you're late. 」
I was silent. How can there still be people who like to be maids in a hurry.
To tell the truth, both in bed and under the bed, only men serve me.
This kind of work of serving Shen Che, whoever likes to do it.
When Shen Che saw me, his face was a little ugly: Meng Chuhe, why did you only come here now. Do you know that I almost lost my life for you? 」
This has to be blamed on Shen Yan for being too able to toss, I heard that I am going to visit the prince.
His eyes were dark and a little cold: "Is it so anxious to see that dog thing, is it still unclear for him?".」
Jealous men are the most capable.
By the time I pacify him, it will be an hour later.
At this point, my waist is still sore.
At this time, I felt guilty on my face: It's all my fault, I'm going to leave for Tianyin Temple tomorrow to pray for you, so that you can ** as soon as possible.
Shen Che lowered his eyes, and his expression was a little uncertain: Have you thought about it clearly?」
Of course I thought it through.
There are too many rights and wrongs in the palace, and if you are not careful, you will be calculated by Meng Rouer.
This Shen Che occasionally has a brain convulsion, and he will come to my small courtyard.
Really affects me**.
I don't want to go through today's events a second time.
I might as well go outside and change to a quiet place.
Meng Rou'er couldn't wait for me to go out, so she hurriedly said: "Sister, you have a heart, you will fulfill her, prince." 」
Shen Che was silent.
I rolled my eyes secretly.
That's the kind of man who dismisses him when you like him.
You're going to leave him now, and he's not happy anymore.
Fortunately, Meng Rou'er played a role at this moment, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked very aggrieved: Lord Wang, are you reluctant to sister?Isn't it enough for you to have me?」
Shen Che's expression relaxed: Forget it, you can go. 」
I breathed a sigh of relief.
On the day I left, Meng Rouer sent me to the door, and her eyes flashed with a glint of determination: Sister, don't worry. On the prince's side, with me to serve, I will make him reluctant to leave me again. 」
With your words, I am relieved. My mother said I wasn't born to serve people's lives. It's not like my sister.,So good at it.。 I'd better enjoy it in peace. 」
Meng Rou'er: ......I won, but how do I feel like I've lost?
Leaving with me was also the cold wind specially sent by Shen Yan to protect me.
When I saw the cold wind, I gave a thumbs up: The cold wind is amazing, and I did what I always wanted to do. 」
Leng Feng was very aggrieved: I didn't want to hurt the prince, it was he who fell on my sword by a stone. And because of this, the master rebuke me. 」
I was a little surprised: It turns out that Shen Yan is so kind. 」
Leng Feng's tone was a little indescribable: My master thought that I didn't castrate the prince, and I didn't cut him twice in the face. 」
Me: ......Leng Feng said again: The master is very busy, I saw you in a hurry last night, and I went down to Jiangnan for disaster relief. If you want him, write to him. 」
I know. 」
Leng Feng looked at me sullenly and asked, "Miss Meng, do you love your master so much?"It's only been less than a day since they were separated, and it's uncomfortable to be like this. 」
He misunderstood. I'm just thinking, men are such creatures.
One is not too little, two is not too much, and three or four are just right.
If there were enough, what would I suffer from?
When Leng Feng was happily preparing to write to Shen Yan to tell him how much I loved him, I had already opened the carriage curtain and started looking for a new man.
The new man was not found, but he saw on the side of the street that he came to Beijing to take the exam, but was stolen by someone and entangled.
Ning Du has a handsome face, a temperament like ice and snow, the robe he wears is slightly white, and he is selling paintings on the street.
Unfortunately, no one cares.
I suddenly remembered a plot in the book, when Ning Du was down, Shen Che once gave him some silver.
It's not that it's kind-hearted.
It's all because the original Meng Chuhe's birthday is coming.
Shen Che was too lazy to bother preparing any birthday gifts for her, and saw that Ningdu plum blossoms were well drawn, and it happened that the original body liked plum blossoms, so he bought a few of them and gave them to the original body.
After receiving the original body, he was overjoyed, and he was more and more desperate to be abused by the prince.
Later, the prince died unexpectedly, and several princes began to compete openly and secretly.
At that time, Lang Ningdu, the champion of the Yuan, had already become the most relied on courtier of the old emperor, and he was very grateful to Shen Che for his kindness in relieving him back then.
In the end, Shen Che was able to successfully ascend to the throne, and Ning Du contributed a lot.
In the dead of night, Shen Che, who has already become the emperor, will miss his original body very much.
She was really his lucky star, but unfortunately, she died too early.
Thinking of this, I was speechless for a while.
The original body died early, and it was not his fault.
He didn't want to live, and he didn't delay him to sleep with a few more harem concubines, so that they could spread the branches for him.
His heart is dead, and the thing under him is still alive.
Now Shen Che doesn't have to be nostalgic, first, I won't die, and second, I won't be his lucky star.
I asked the coachman to stop the car, picked out two paintings at random, and handed over a few ingots of silver to Ning Du.
Ning Du is neither humble nor arrogant: Miss, it's too much. 」
Not much, I looked at him, and there was a faint smile in his peach blossom eyes, which made people feel a little good for no reason, When you come to high school, I believe that the two paintings in my hand will become very valuable. 」
Ning Du's calm face was a little more different: Do you believe me?」
I bowed slightly.
Ning Du asked where my family lived: I still have a few paintings in my inn, if you don't dislike it, I can send them to your house. 」
My maid Lan'er opened her mouth at this time: Childe, forget it. Our wife, who was forced by the prince to let blood to make medicine for his beloved, was now driven to the Buddhist temple. It's not certain whether you can come back alive or not. 」
I looked gloomy: Lan'er, don't say it. 」
In Ning Du's calm eyes, it was rare to have some emotions at this moment.
It's because I'm upset about fighting, and I'm a little disgusted with the prince I haven't met yet.
Very good. The prince still wants to be the emperor this time, and he can't count on Ning Du, so it's good if Ning Du doesn't stumble on him.
I glanced at Lan'er appreciatively, and every time I was able to complete the task I gave me well, I would give her a monthly salary tomorrow.
After arriving at the temple, I quickly settled in.
For a few days, my life at the temple was peaceful, a little too calm.
If it's an abusive heroine, you might be very happy.
But as the heroine of PO Wen, I am really disappointed.
In the po text, temples are places that appear very frequently.
Generally speaking, there are princes who come to recuperate from their injuries, cold Buddhas who have fallen into the red dust, and martial arts masters who lurk here......
And here, nothing.
What's even more exaggerated is that there isn't even a slightly younger man here.
The people who come to worship the Buddha are all middle-aged men and women.
I've heard from the monks here that young men and women don't believe in Buddhism, so they rarely come here.
Just when I thought that this trip to the temple would become boring, things took a turn for the worse.
That day I went down the mountain to play, and I saw a man lying on the side of the road, covered in blood and almost unconscious.
It seems that he met bandits and was robbed.
I was about to send someone to take him to the hospital down the mountain, when he suddenly woke up, clutched the corner of my skirt tightly, and squeezed a few words out of his throat with difficulty: Don't send him to the hospital, there will be dangerous ......」
With that, he fainted again.
Leng Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, recognized his identity at this time, this was General Xie Ling Xie Xiao.
He is Xie Ling?」
Leng Feng asked casually: Miss knows him?」
I shook my head. However, I was reminded of a plot from the book.
In the book, after Shen Che misunderstood that the heroine had an affair with the housekeeper's son, he used family law against her, and then divorced her and kicked her out of the house.
Meng Rouer did not let go of the heroine and sent a killer to hunt her down.
The heroine fell off the cliff and lost her two legs, but she survived.
Later, she rescued Xie Ling, who was chased and killed by the enemy.
Xie Ling is a grateful person.
He knew that the heroine's only wish was to hope that Shen Che could live well.
Later, Shen Che was able to sit on the throne, and Xie Ling contributed a lot.
After all, in two years, Xie Ling will be the great general Xie who has made great achievements.
I have to say that this plot is really powerful.
I came to the temple this time to have a quiet time, but I met Xie Ling.
But the plot in the book really left me speechless.
It was the heroine who co-authored the suffering, and Shen Che, who caused her tragic fate, followed her to pick up the bargain, right?
I looked at Xie Ling, who had passed out again, and had an idea in my heart.
In this life, Shen Che doesn't want to be the emperor, it would be good to keep his position as the prince.
I let the cold wind rescue Xie Ling back to the temple.
There are warrior monks in the temple, with superb martial arts and can protect Xie Ling's life.
There are also high-ranking monks with excellent medical skills, who want to come to treat a Xie Ling, and there is no big problem.
I handed Xie Ling over to the monks, donated a large amount of incense money to the temple, and went back to the house to rest.
After all, I'm not a doctor, so it doesn't make sense to stay there.
In the middle of the night, I heard Xie Ling, who lived in the next room, crying out that he was thirsty.
I put on my clothes and went into his house.
Xie Ling was still unconscious, but instinctively, unconsciously muttering thirst.
I hurriedly fed him some water.
He was probably thirsty, and a large pot of water poured him down, and he felt a little more comfortable.
After doing this, I had the heart to look at him.
I suddenly found that Xie Ling, who had washed his face covered with blood, looked good.
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome appearance.
It was probably too hot, and the quilt was lifted aside by him.
Criss-crossed wounds, already bandaged.
"Unswerving".