I am cultivating myself in the palace

It's night, the cold yard hut.

Watching Yu'er crush two brown pills exuding a strange medicinal fragrance into powder bit by bit, Qing Yan murmured distressedly: "Waste, what a waste!"

Yu'er said confidently: "What a waste! A woman's appearance is so important. Since there is such a panacea, it is natural to heal the wounds on your forehead and hands first! What if you get scars in the future? "

The girl heard that Wan Ling San can stop bleeding, remove blood stasis, remove scars, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She was eager to use it to heal the wounds on Qingyan's forehead and hands. Qingyan felt that this was a sledgehammer. Wan Ling San is made of dozens of precious medicinal materials. It takes seven days and seven nights to refine it with the internal force of a martial arts expert to help the fire. It is really overkill to remove scars.Her little wound, which didn't hurt or itch, just didn't need to worry about it and it would heal slowly.Where can I use Wanlingsan?

Yu'er looked at her sadly: "Miss just said that she will listen to slaves in the future, so she was lying to Yu'er, and Yu'er no longer believes in Miss..." So barabala read so hard that Qingyan sweated like rain, she really Unable to withstand the maid's offensive of resentment, he had to surrender.But I also agreed that only two pills are allowed, not more.

In fact, there were only ten pills in the small bottle.

Here, Yu'er completely crushed the pills into powder.Then he took well water to make a paste and put it aside for later use. Then he stood beside Qingyan, took off the forehead guard she was wearing on her head, and untied the gauze hidden under the forehead guard. It hit her forehead, and the doctor was wrapping it up with gauze. Yu'er thought it was ugly, so she insisted on covering the gauze with a thin embroidered forehead.Qingyan didn't think it mattered, but she couldn't stand Yu'er talking about it, so she simply followed the maidservant's wish to be clean.

The gauze was lifted to reveal the wound underneath, and the maid began to sigh again, Qing Yan's scalp was really numb.In all fairness, the wound on her forehead is not serious. After all, the falling rock is buffered by the water flow, and the strength has been reduced a lot, so the wound is shallow and only the size of a copper coin, and the bone and blood vessels are not injured, but the surrounding area is bruised. It's just scary, the doctor said it's not a serious problem, at most it will leave a scar in the future, but in Yu'er's eyes, it's her young lady who is disfigured, and she is very worried, so I heard that Wan Lingscattered in the silt and scattered scars With miraculous effects, you will be as happy as a savior.

After removing the original medicine applied on the wound, Yu'er carefully applied Wanlingsan ointment to cover the wound and the nearby bruised parts. Qingyan only felt a slight tingling at first, and then it became numb and very tingly. Cool and refreshing, it is indeed much more comfortable than the sore medicine prescribed by the doctor.

The servant girl looked at her expectantly: "How is it, miss, is it better?"

Qingyan couldn't help laughing: "Take it as a fairy medicine, you can see the effect just after applying it. It will take two or three days to work."

The servant girl was a little disappointed, she really wished that the medicine would disappear as soon as it was applied to her young lady's wound.There was still a lot of ointment left, and Yu'er also applied the circle of wounds on Qingyan's hand bitten by the white ermine.

After the processing was completed, the moon was already in the middle of the sky, and all the courtyards in the mansion were closed.Seeing that Mu Zheng hadn't come yet, Yu'er was slightly disappointed, muttering why the prince didn't come to see the young lady, and at the same time serving Qing Yan to wash up and get ready for bed. But after busy serving her for a whole day, it was already too much, and soon fell asleep after lying down.

Qingyan stared in boredom, when suddenly he heard a slight click sound from the window pane.She looked sideways, and saw that white mink sneaked in again last night, Qing Yan thought in her heart, yes, I don't have a long memory, right?She pretended not to be asleep, planning to concoct according to the law to catch and beat this guy, but the white mink jumped onto the bed and didn't cast spells on her, but sniffed around her bitten hand, and then He went around twice, scratching his head, not knowing what he wanted to do.When Qingyan moved slightly, it ran away in a hurry.

baffling.Qingyan rolled her eyes.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, Qingyan stared at the bed curtain, the scenes of the previous life flashed before his eyes like flowing water.Mismarried, lost, fighting, dying, fate drowned her like a torrent, without even a chance to breathe, she was dragged towards the end of her life, and Qingyan stretched out her hand in the darkness.Her slender fingers could barely make out an outline, and the silent air flowed through her fingers. She suddenly clenched her fists tightly, as if she was trying to grab something, and after a while, she slowly let go.

"Never." She murmured, never repeating the same mistakes.

Next to her, the sleeping maid was talking in her sleep, Qing Yan listened carefully, and heard her muttering: "Miss, this is delicious?"

Qingyan smiled, she helped the servant girl pull up the kicked quilt, and whispered: "Don't worry, we will eat a lot of delicious food, experience a lot of fun things in this life, and live a very good life."

One day, I will take you out of this prison.

The more drums sounded again, it was already the third watch.

Qing Yan underestimated the effectiveness of Wan Ling San, and was surprised to find out when Yu'er changed her medicine again the next morning.The scary bruises from last night have almost disappeared, and the wounds have scabbed over. The effect is really miraculous.

"It seems that this medicine can really eliminate the scar!" The maid said briskly.

Qingyan was also shocked by the miraculous effect, and said to himself that it is really better to see it than to hear it.In this way, she is more looking forward to the effect of oral administration of Wan Ling San.

After washing and grooming, Wen Shi came over to say hello and chatted with each other before Qing Yan knew that Jiang Shi was really sick.

"Doctor Fan is saying that the cold and fever are caused by cold and infection, which is very dangerous." Wen said, "My lord passed away last night."

"Cold and fever?" Qingyan was confused, didn't this person feel well before, he just fell into a mud pond, how could he catch a cold?

"The concubine heard that Sister Jiang took a long bath the day before yesterday. Then she felt uncomfortable." Wen said in a roundabout way.Qingyan suddenly realized, and felt funny in his heart - it turns out that this is the case, this Jiang family deserved it.

But Wen's obviously didn't think so, and pointed out: "It's only natural for the prince to take care of the princess when she's sick, and Sister Jiang doesn't take care of her body too much."

Qingyan raised her eyebrows. What Wen's implying was clearly referring to Jiang's seeing that Qingyan was ill and getting Mu Zheng's care, so he intentionally made himself ill to fight for favor... Although Jiang's usual style, this kind of thing She can indeed do it, but Qing Yan thinks of her stinking mud, guess this time may be really an accident.Then smiled: "I guess it was careless, after all, no one wants to get sick."

"What the concubine said is true." Wen's tone was sour, she glanced at Qingyan, thinking that the man had finally stepped into her room once, but her mind was all on Yue Qingyan, she felt uncomfortable all over, so she pretended He said by the way: "Perhaps Sister Jiang is also the same as the princess, what a surprise."

Qingyan smiled slightly, stopped talking, and drank tea slowly, but Wen suddenly became fidgety. After a long while, she suddenly fell to her knees with a thud, with a trembling voice: "Princess atones, my concubine can't speak! The princess fell into the water." It was an accident, everyone in the family knows this! The concubine really has no other intentions!"

Qingyan was amused in her heart, and this Wen family was too restless, typical of a villainous heart but no courage. What she said just now could be superficial, or it could be an allusion that Qingyan's accidental falling into the water was also the same as Jiang's. Competing means.It depends on how she behaves, as long as she is calm and composed, no one will be suspicious, but this Wen family, Qingyan hasn't said anything yet, she herself has shown a guilty conscience, tsk tsk, don't take porcelain if you have nothing to do with that guy Live!

The woman in the backyard.Qingyan only felt sad and deplorable, not only for the Wen family, but also for himself.

Wen's is certainly pitiful, but what about herself, if there were no ups and downs in the backyard of the palace for seven years in her previous life, she would still be that unethical, simple and bold wild girl in Yuefu, how could she see through each other at a glance like she is now? The scheming in her mind, the seven years of her previous life had irreversibly changed her, and this change was a wound dripping from her heart, she would rather not have such an ability.

Qingyan sighed, and didn't have the heart to pursue Wen's, so she was fined to go back to her room and copy "Women's Training". Qingyan himself owed the Queen Mother a hundred times "Women's Training", so let Wen do it for her, so as not to save her Day and night cranky.After Wen's family was driven away, Qingyan began to urge the housekeeper to renovate the cold courtyard as soon as possible. Mu Zheng promised to add a small stove to the cold courtyard. Qingyan knew this man's temperament too well, so he had to get all the benefits before he backtracked. Row.

Just as they were discussing how to change it, the servants in the front hall suddenly rushed in, saying that there was a decree from the palace—the King Xuanyan and his wife entered the palace for a banquet.