The Queen of Charm

Chapter 150 Backyard Plum Blossom
Ling Baiyu was helpless, he picked up the spoon, blew lightly, and when the medicine soup cooled down, he brought it to Ling Zihan's mouth, "In this way, you won't refuse the medicine that brother worked so hard for, right? Don't worry , I added hawthorn to this medicine, and it’s not as bitter as I imagined.”

Having said that, but smelling the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, I still feel like vomiting.

But seeing Ling Baiyu's gentle eyes, Ling Zihan took the bowl embarrassingly, "I can drink it myself, don't bother Brother Seventh Emperor."

She drank the decoction in one gulp, holding her nose the whole time. Although it wasn't that bitter, she still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and the greasy taste of traditional Chinese medicine lingered in her heart.

There was a small plate of candied dates in front of him, and Ling Baiyu's gentle voice said, "Eat some candied dates, and your mouth won't be so bitter!"

Ling Zihan picked up a candied date and threw it into his mouth. The candied date was sour and sweet, the flesh was sweet and soft, and the bitterness in his mouth disappeared.Ling Zihan stretched out his hand and wanted to take another one, but Ling Baiyu put a small plate of candied dates beside him, and his confident voice said, "If you eat too much of this thing, it will get greasy. You can eat it later, the one on your lap The wound should also be re-dressed."

Seeing her as cute as a child, such a big person doesn't like to take medicine, but it reminded him that Brother Six relied on him like this when he was a child, but now everything has changed.

After Ling Zihan finished drinking the medicine, the medicine box was brought from behind him, and just as she was about to apply the medicine, Ling Zihan realized that all the wounds on her legs had been bandaged, and the corners of her robe were stained with blood, sporadically, She had all the clothes on her body, but the trousers on her thighs were cut open with a knife and wrapped in gauze.

She instinctively avoided Ling Baiyu's hand, and the corners of her lips twitched, "Brother Qihuang, you helped me bandage this?"

"Your injury is so serious, the emperor will naturally bandage you up. After the medicine is changed, I will boil some chicken soup for you to replenish blood." Ling Baiyu sighed softly without blinking, "Emperor brother, this is a cold palace, doctor I can't please come, so I can only let the emperor to bandage, does the eighth brother think that my bandage is ugly?"

He raised his head, revealing a pair of clear eyes, crystal clear, his eyes were as bright as a glass bottle, and his heart was as clear as autumn water.

Those eyes were too clear, which made her awkward and reserved.

He stretched out his hand and coughed lightly to hide the embarrassment in his heart. "Brother Qihuang, just give me the medicine box. I can bandage the wound myself. Also, can you get me some hot water, I want to wipe my body off."

When I glanced at Ling Baiyu's face full of anger between man and god, I was amazed again.

Ling Baiyu's appearance is as charming and beautiful as Ling Shuying's, but he exudes a kind of clear and righteous energy, which is exactly the opposite of Ling Shuying, he gives people a contradictory atmosphere of closeness but alienation.

He didn't insist, and let Xiao Yi get a basin of hot water, and left the house in a wheelchair.

There is still a vague fragrance left in the wooden house, which is the cold fragrance left after the sandalwood is burned out. When the wind blows through the hall, the fragrance becomes lighter.Gently inhaling the aroma, my chaotic heart subconsciously settled down.

It turned out that this was incense used to calm the nerves, no wonder she slept so soundly last night.

She quickly wiped her body with a wet handkerchief, and there was a knock on the door, and it was Ling Baiyu's clear and thick voice, "This is the clothes you want to change, now put them outside for you, you can pick them up and wear them later." OK."

He wasn't coming in, he was advancing and retreating, as if he was worried about something.

Looking at her clothes, Ling Zihan frowned.If he was a man, Brother Qi Huang would have helped her change her clothes long ago, but his words and deeds did not treat him too much. Could it be that he already knew that he was a woman?
Thinking of this matter, Ling Zihan grabbed the corner of her clothes.

It's just that she was too careless. It seems that in the future, there will be more hidden guards around her to protect her identity.If her identity is exposed as a daughter, too many people will be implicated, even the queen mother will be implicated.

She was very worried about bandaging her thigh wound. Compared with Ling Baiyu's exquisite bandaging, she asked for more truthfulness, as long as she could bandage it well.Putting on the robe that Ling Baiyu had prepared for her, she washed and washed casually.Dragging his injured thigh, he limped out of the house.

Xiao Yi was waiting outside, and when she saw her coming out, she nodded and saluted, "Eighth Prince, are you eating now?"

"No need for now, where did Brother Seventh Emperor go?" Seeing that there was no trace of Ling Baiyu around, Ling Zihan asked Xiaoyi, "I need to find him."

See Xiaoyi didn't reply for a long time.

Ling Zihan looked over, he was hesitant to speak, it seemed difficult to speak.

She couldn't help asking, "Is there a problem?"

"If the eighth prince wants to see the master, please come here."

Xiao Yi shook his head, and first led the way for Ling Zihan to the backyard of the wooden house.

The Little Jingyang Palace has a unique world, and it is even more fascinating in the backyard.I saw plum blossoms blooming all around, layer upon layer, and the fluttering petals fell down, as if in a rain of flowers.Xiao Yi backed out from behind at some point, leaving her standing where she was.

Ling Zihan was looking for him, but there was no one around him.While thinking, she still stepped into it.

Under the plum tree, a man in white clothes like snow is sitting on a rocking chair, spotless, with eyelashes covering his eyelids, like an angel falling into the mortal world, and a man appearing in ink painting, too beautiful to behold.

The skin is as warm and moist as jade, and it is abnormally pale. He leans lightly on the wheelchair. There is a kind of alienation on his body that refuses to be thousands of miles away. .

Ling Zihan held her breath, took a step forward, and accidentally stepped on a broken branch on the ground.

With a click, the eyelashes of the man who was taking a nap trembled, and he opened his eyes.There was still a hint of melancholy in his eyes, which was fleeting, and soon returned to his smiling face.Seeing her coming, a warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "Eighth brother, why don't you rest in the house?"

"This place is so beautiful, I want to take a look." Spreading out her white palm, a touch of red petals fell into it, making her skin whiter even more.

When Ling Baiyu looked over, her heart trembled.

But he found that his eyes were not on her, but stared through her, and seemed to be recalling a long memory, his eyes were misty and unfocused.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he spoke first, "Concubine Mother likes plum blossoms very much. Originally, plum blossoms have not bloomed for many years, but for some reason, they suddenly bloomed so brightly this year. It surprised me, and I wanted to come here before I knew it. here."

"Mother Concubine?" The tone was a little suspicious.

Picking up a plum blossom, he stared at it fascinated, "My concubine loves plum blossoms very much. She said that plum blossoms are so proud that they will bloom even in the freezing winter. I admire this unyielding spirit. Hence the name Concubine Mei, shortly after Concubine Mu gave birth to me and Sixth Brother, she left us."

His voice was very light and calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

The bird flew down and landed on his shoulder, more like a recluse and expert in the vicissitudes of life, even the bird felt sorry for him, and gently rubbed his side of his face with its feathers.

(End of this chapter)