Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 147
Mingyin, who was in a daze, only now came back to his senses, but the previous disappointment was swept away, and a vicious and gloomy look flashed across the seemingly childish and innocent little face.

Maybe other people don't know this princess very well, but her personal maid, Ling Lan, knows that Princess Mingyin is not as innocent and cute as she usually appears on the surface.

There were even some evil ways, but as for the evil ways, Ling Lan couldn't tell, and she didn't dare to say, so she had to explain carefully: "Your Highness, maybe Chu Shizi really has something to do..."

Princess Mingyin obviously turned a deaf ear to Linglan's words.

A strange smile slowly appeared on the indifferent face, "...I hate it, I wanted to smile so happily in front of Brother Xiyu forever, but why, when I saw that woman, I felt like What about the feeling of wanting to tear her apart?"

This feeling has nothing to do with what happened just now, it is entirely an instinctive disgust.

"Squeak, squeak..."

There were a few crackling sounds.

The paper kite that Mingyin held in her hand had already been torn into pieces by her unconsciously, and the words that came out of her mouth seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth.

Inexplicably creepy.

……

"Ajiu, do you really want to be strangers to me?" Behind him, Chu Xiyu caught up with Murong Jiujiu, and finally couldn't help saying.

Murong Jiujiu turned around somewhat inexplicably, and said amusedly: "How come I and Chu Shizi are strangers, it is clear that Chu Shizi despises a low-class woman like me."

"I apologize for what I said last time. I did misunderstand you and said some things that should not have been said. I take them all back today," Chu Xiyu said quickly.

Murong was startled for a long time, "And then."

Then?

In fact, Chu Xiyu herself was not sure, why she wanted to catch up and say these words, she just acted on a momentary impulse to make things clear, even though he...was a little emotionally unstable that day, but he definitely had no disagreement.

I don't even want to break up with Murong Jiujiu.

It's just why he didn't want to break up the relationship, he didn't think about it himself, he just said the words out of his mind for a moment, as for then.

"Then we'll settle down and continue to be friends."

Murong Jiujiu smiled casually, "Actually, although I was a little emotionally unstable that day, I never felt any resentment toward you afterwards. Since Prince Chu also thinks so, let's put the past to rest. I'm not so narrow-minded."

Chu Xiyu smiled upon hearing this.

It seemed that the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many days disappeared miraculously in an instant, and he looked much more relaxed and happy when he smiled, otherwise, he would often think of that day in his mind.

Murong Jiujiu's cold, sarcasm eyes made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Then we've settled for that."

Murong Jiujiu was about to leave the palace, seeing that Chu Xiyu also wanted to leave the palace, she couldn't help curling her lips.

"Hey, let's talk. If you don't go back and coax your Princess Mingyin, the little girl seems to have a deep affection for you. If you leave her alone like this, you will be struck by lightning."

Speaking of Mingyin, a trace of unpredictability flashed across Chu Xiyu's eyes.

He looked at Murong Jiujiu who was close at hand, and his voice seemed to have some hidden warning, and said faintly: "Ajiu, there are some things you don't understand. This palace is very deep and big, and some things are not what they seem on the surface. Keep it simple, especially Mingyin, you must not have a deep friendship with her in the future."

At the end of speaking, Chu Xiyu's voice suddenly became a little serious, as if there were some words hanging on his lips, and not saying it was far more vigilant than saying it.

Murong was taken aback for a long time.

Especially Mingyin?
These words made her naturally think of the discomfort she felt when she saw Princess Mingyin for the first time just now. Is there any connection between this?

"okay, I get it."

After leaving the palace.

In order to make a statement, Murong Jiujiu had to go back to the prime minister's mansion.

"Miss, did we go back so easily?" Ning'er pouted, a little displeased.

Murong Jiujiu lazily leaned against the wall of the car, covered his face with a handkerchief as if weary, and said with a wry smile: "Tianzi said Xiang, this is such a great face, can I not give it?"

"Too."

While speaking, the carriage had already stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the person in charge was Wang Fu who greeted the door, seeing Murong Jiujiu getting off the carriage, he accompanied him with a smile all the way.

Speaking of Xiangfu.

"How about Murong Ziyan's funeral?"

Wang Fu smiled wryly, "Second Miss was originally the Prince's concubine. According to the rules, the funeral should be in the hands of the Prince's Mansion, but this matter... the Second Miss is a descendant after all, and the Prime Minister is the master. Shall we go and have a look?"

"Forget it, since you are back, there are some things to do, take me there."

Murong Jiujiu spoke softly, lifted the hem of the gorgeous skirt, and had already stepped across the threshold one after another, the maids and women who accompanied him all bowed their heads respectfully.

An invisible aura has already poured out through her words and deeds.

It was as if she was a born noble daughter, no matter where she went, she was always so radiant and dazzling.

Wang Fu also bowed respectfully, looking up at the newly hung white sails not far away at Lan Zhiyuan, he couldn't help bragging and sighing in his heart, the world is indeed impermanent.

Probably all the people paying tribute have left.

When Murong Jiujiu stepped into the mourning hall, he found it was very quiet, under the snow-colored white sail, a pitch-black coffin lay quietly, and Murong Ziyan's pale and lifeless face could be vaguely seen after being groomed.

"How is Ma'am?"

After symbolically offering incense, Murong Jiujiu casually asked about Su's situation.

A bit of sadness flashed across Wang Fu's face, and he said: "Madam's illness has never improved. Originally, I didn't tell her about the matter between the second lady and the young master, but for some reason, it seems that the mother and daughter are connected, and since the second lady's accident Madam's illness is getting worse day by day, I'm afraid it's only been two days."

"Ah."

Murong nodded for a long time, without the slightest fluctuation in emotion.

Leaving Lanzhi Courtyard.

What Wang Fu meant was that he hoped that Murong Jiujiu could live back in the Jiangzi Courtyard, and if he could go to the gate of the Jiangzi Courtyard, Murong Jiujiu felt a sense of strangeness for no reason.

It was only two nights away.

I had no choice but to push back with a wry smile: "The Princess has some things to clean up, why not clean them up and move them back tomorrow."

Although Wang Fu was a little embarrassed, he had no choice but to nod. At this moment, in the distance, among the red flowers, willows and greenery in the garden, several women were drinking tea to enjoy the coolness, looking quite leisurely.

"Who is that?"

Wang Fu hurriedly replied: "It's Aunt Shen. Since Aunt Shen became pregnant, the Prime Minister paid special attention to it. He sent many experienced wives to take care of her, and promised that if it was a boy, he would raise Aunt Shen as a second wife."

Murong Jiujiu suddenly let out a sigh, the only impression that Aunt Shen gave her in the past was that she was tepid, and would only nod and smile when doing things in front of others.

He is a rare honest man.

"He's a lucky one, by the way, where's Aunt Mei?"

(End of this chapter)