The Empress Dowager

Chapter 144 Helping You Acupuncture
"Second Miss, did your hand hurt?" Dongmei exclaimed when she saw the blood on Nangong Yue's palm, and hurriedly went to get something to help Nangong Yue bandage it up.

Dongmei helped Nangongyue bandage while defending Nangongyue: "Second miss, they are really deceiving people too much, why don't you tell the master and let the master decide for you."

"Do you think the old man Zhen Guohou has time to take care of this kind of thing? Miss, I am so sick that he has never come to see it. Forget it, this kind of thing will pass after it is over. Anyway, I won't stay in this house for long. Time." Nangong Yue said leisurely, she is from modern times, maybe she will wear it back someday!

"That's right, Miss is going to be old in a few months, and she can get married." After getting married, of course, she doesn't have to stay in this house anymore.

"What is Dongmei talking nonsense about? I'm not ashamed!" Nangong Yue knew that Dongmei would get the wrong idea, so she didn't explain much.

Dongmei's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, she turned to look at Nangong Yue: "Second Miss, who do you like, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince or the Ninth Prince?"

Dongmei had been struggling with this question for several days, so she remembered to ask Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue pondered for a long time, then looked at Dongmei mysteriously: "I like both of them, what do you think Dongmei should do?"

"Ah?" Dongmei never expected her young lady to answer like this, she looked at Nangong Yue in surprise, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nangong Yue laughed when she saw Dongmei like this: "Haha... Dongmei, don't you really believe it?"

Dongmei watched Nangong Yue for a long time before she realized: "Second Miss..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not joking with you, I'm tired and I need to take a break, remember not to let people come in and disturb my rest." Nangong Yue waved her hand at Dongmei.

"Understood, Second Miss." Dongmei blessed her body and retreated.

Nangong Yue fell asleep until it was dark, and finally she was woken up by Dongmei to eat dinner. Nangong Yue rubbed her forehead, why did she feel dizzy, did she sleep too much?
For dinner, a bowl of porridge and two side dishes, Nangong Yue doesn't have a lot of food, especially for dinner, she eats even less. In the beginning, she came according to the rules in the mansion. If she couldn't finish it, it was a waste, so Nangong Yue asked the kitchen to make her a bowl of porridge and two side dishes.

Nangong Yue went to bed again not long after finishing her meal. Dongmei always felt that her young lady was not very energetic, but she didn't know what was wrong?

Nangong Yue was sleeping soundly, the door was gently pushed open, and someone who came to help her feel her pulse while sitting in front of the bed, frowned slightly, then withdrew his hand again.

Someone came to light the candle and gently lifted the quilt. Nangong Yue suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a handsome face: "What are you doing?" Nangong Yue looked at Murong Yu who was close at hand and asked.

"Acupuncture for you." Murong Yu said softly.

"Acupuncture? Sneak into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night, lift the quilt, and call it acupuncture? You really have it!"

Murong Yu looked at Nangong Yue with clear eyes: "Do you feel that you are particularly sleepy today? Are you still dizzy? And your body is getting colder and colder?"

"how do you know?"

"I just took the pulse for you, the toxins in your body need to be suppressed." Murong Yu said.

"Toxin?" Is the cold poison going to attack again?She can't be so unlucky, can she?
"Is there a kind of medicine that can completely cure this cold poison?" Nangong Yue looked at Murong Yu brightly.

"There is no one at present, it can only be suppressed."

"Really?" Nangong Yue was a little disappointed. Didn't she suffer to death like this? It would be fine if she could wear it back. If she couldn't wear it back, she would have to rely on Murong Yu to help her with acupuncture.

(End of this chapter)