maid's harem life

Chapter 58

Qingyin looked around in astonishment, this garden would take an hour to walk by herself.

"And..." Lingmo didn't seem to think it was enough, her small face showed a sly look, she looked at Qingyin's hands propped by her side: "You have to use your hands when you pull it out."

Listening to her tone, Qingyin knew that she couldn't escape today, so she straightened her upper body resignedly: "Yes."

As soon as Mo Xue heard it, she immediately looked at Qingyin with a mournful face, how to pull it out, and let no one live.

This princess is really not ordinary difficult to serve.

Qingyin grabbed her sleeves and walked to the flowerbed. She looked at the strange flowers in full bloom, but she couldn't let her go.

Mo Xue followed her, and the two of them just stood there in a daze, neither of them moved.

Lingmo walked to the grass where Qingyin was sitting, took out a brocade handkerchief from her sleeve, and sat down too.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qingyin had no choice but to squat down, and instead of stretching out her hand towards the flower, she pulled up the weeds on the ground, with the smell of soil.

Mo Xue followed her example, just pulled out a few times, and the blood was drawn out of her hand by the force of the withered grass.

"Ah..." She curled her mouth in pain, and tears flowed like this: "It hurts... Sister Yin, it hurts."

Qingyin hastily put down what she was doing, pulled Mo Xue's palms over, and examined them under the sun. The wound was not that big, but it was the little wood's barb that pierced into her palm. .

The snow-white flesh, and the long brown wood thorns are particularly conspicuous.Mo Xue ignored the pain and stomped her feet.

"Sister Yin... Sister Yin."

The half root had penetrated deep into the flesh.Emerge a little scarlet.

Qingyin grabbed her hand hard to prevent her from moving: "Xuexue don't move, if you move, you will go in."

After all, as a child, the most fearful thing is pain.

"What are you arguing about?" Lingmo sat up on the ground in displeasure. She glanced at Mo Xue's palm, and then cast her eyes away with disdain: "My princess is as old as you, so I won't cry like you again." It's making trouble again."

With a cold snort, he turned his small face back.

Mo Xue was already jumping in pain, but when she heard what Lingmo said, she bit her lip in disbelief, and stopped shouting in a daze.

Qingyin looked at the two, but secretly thought it was funny.

She spread Mo Xue's palm vigorously, and tried several times with her fingertips, trying to grab one end of the wooden thorn.

"Woo..." She tried her best to hold back, but tears flowed down her face.

After finally catching it, Qingyin's heart relaxed, and she pulled it out without hesitation.

"Wow..." This time, Mo Xue couldn't help it, she retracted her hand vigorously, and then shook it vigorously.

Seeing this, Qingyin hurriedly stepped forward to wipe off the sweat stains on her forehead: "Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt now."

Mo Xue blinked her teary eyes, wanted to cry but held back, and the crystal contradiction kept rolling down in her eyes.

Lingmo glared at the two of them annoyedly: "Isn't it just a prick, hurry up, here..." She pointed to the flowerbed behind her: "Pull that flower, other princesses will also I don't want it anymore."

Qingyin looked along her fingers, there was a field of red mulberries blooming there.

Tumi does not compete for spring, and loneliness blooms the latest.Love is in full swing, which means that the most brilliant, prosperous or most unforgettable love in life is about to be lost.

Qingyin felt dizzy for a while, she tried hard to steady her steps, and rubbed her eyes.

That bright red almost stabbed her eyes. How could there be such a flower in this season?

"Hurry up." Lingmo's patience had already been exhausted, she pushed Qingyin hard: "Hurry up."

Following her force, the woman's foot took a step unconsciously, but she refused to move forward again.

Her bright black pupils have been dyed the same color by the scarlet, and the fragrance of tea flowers sticks to the tip of her nose, with a strong smell.

As if bewitched, Qingyin's feet moved forward involuntarily.The closer she gets, the bigger her steps will be.

She didn't believe that the unforgettable love was about to be lost.

Rou Ni grabbed the Tumi flower without hesitation, but she didn't expect that its rhizome was covered with small thorns, if she held it hard, her palm would hurt and she was caught off guard.

Voiceless said "Ah", her palm-sized face wrinkled, she closed her eyes, and opened them forcefully after she was relieved, her eyes were already covered with a layer of mist.

She could clearly feel the sound of the thorn piercing through the flesh, and felt a slippery, slightly itchy feeling in the palm of her hand, and the blood flowed down along her bent posture.

Qingyin's pupils were lifeless, she completely lost her sense of pain, she was thinking about the teasing flower language in her heart, she grabbed a handful tightly in her hand, and threw her own blood on the ground together.

Seeing her like this, Mo Xue was anxious, she trotted forward, and grabbed Qingyin's sleeves with both hands: "Sister Yin, what's the matter with you?
Qingyin continued to pull it out as if no one was around, and the thick mucous membrane fell into the flowerbed along her five fingers, and she shut herself up as if she couldn't hear anything.

Suddenly, the face of Emperor Hades was reflected in the bright stamens, with divine sword eyebrows, and long and narrow eyes that were deep and lazy.The slightly raised lips were light and thin, the man's face gradually became clear, Qingyin responded with a smile, she stretched out her hand to caress, the sudden change, she saw Emperor Hades fall into the endless abyss, she wanted to follow , and Mo Xue grabbed her hand.

"Sister Yin..." She yelled with all her strength, her expression anxious and terrified: "What's wrong with you."

Qingyin came back to her senses in a trance, Lingmo at the side saw that she was at a loss and her hand was hurt, she wanted to embarrass Qingyin, but now she didn't know how to end it.

Still, she is used to being arrogant and indulgent. Lingmo was about to leave with her hands behind her back. After thinking about it, she still awkwardly walked to Qingyin's side: "Well..., you are not allowed to tell my brother, I told you to do things that hurt you. hand."

With a nervous look on her plain face, she glanced at the dried blood on Qingyin's palm: "Did you hear that?"

"Princess, don't worry, the maidservant won't say anything." Qingyin clenched her palms tightly, her small face faced Lingmo, her clean eyes flashed with sincerity, and the bottom of her eyes was more like a clear spring, warm flowing with her smile.

Lingmo's face turned cold, Qingyin's smile was like a sharp needle piercing her heart, it was extremely dazzling.

She doesn't like it, or even hate it.

Being blinded by her pupils, Lingmo's forehead was already dripping with sweat, she hesitated for a moment, then her body tilted, her eyelids drooped heavily, feeling dizzy pressing down from above the sky Now, she only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier...It was like falling into a bottomless abyss.

Mo Xue was only looking at Qingyin's hand, when there was a sudden 'bang', the two of them turned their heads in surprise, and saw Lingmo lying on the ground in a daze, with blood flowing from her nose.

Qingyin hurriedly ran forward, Lingmo's body was heaving up and down, her small face was clenched in pain, the scarlet blood streaked across the woman's vermilion lips, and fell into her white satin neckline.

Brocade texture, dyed red blur.Qingyin helped her up, and hurriedly covered her nose with her small hands, blood flowed down from the back of her hands.Lingmo curled up violently, and then coughed out...

Qingyin moved her hand away, only to see that her chest was soaked in blood: "Quick, hurry up and call someone."

She shouted to Mo Xue beside her in a startled voice: "Find someone, let the emperor come here, hurry up."

"Oh, oh." Mo Xue was also quite frightened, and ran out of the garden when she heard Qingyin's words.

"Princess, princess." Qingyin shook her body for a while, trying to make sure she was awake, and tried to pinch her with her thumb, but she only had the strength to exhale, and her eyes were even more vacant. Close it tightly.

Qingyin looked around and saw that there was no one else, so she pulled Lingmo's upper body up vigorously, let her back rest on her shoulders, put her hands on her waist, and pulled her up vigorously.

The woman was already in a coma, and she had no strength at all.Solid, the strength of the whole body is gathered on Qingyin's shoulders.

Her hands were torn apart by the thorns of the Tumi flower, and she could only use her wrist to support Lingmo onto her shoulders.Afraid that she would slip down, he put his hands behind her and fixed it. Although Lingmo was not heavy, it was still very difficult for Qingyin to carry it.

She couldn't walk fast, so she could only step forward and drag her back, her neck was cold, and the blood in Lingmo's nose was still bleeding, and in a hurry, she wanted to take a big step.

The weightless body staggered, Qingyin hurriedly steadied herself, her ankle sprained severely, but she simply didn't fall.

She was secretly glad that as soon as she took a step, the piercing pain spread from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head.Qingyin broke out in a cold sweat, didn't bother to wipe it off, bent her back and straightened up, pulling Lingmo closer to her body.

They dragged her all the way back to Lingmo's bedroom. Seeing the two of them in a panic, the maids rushed forward to help her. They helped her off Qingyin's back and carried her to the flat bed. superior.

Unloading all the heavy burdens, Qingyin limped towards the bed before she had time to catch her breath.

"The imperial doctor is here, the imperial doctor is here..." A maid exclaimed in surprise, and when they saw this, they backed away to give up the vacant seats.

Qingyin supported the carved bed frame with one hand, and saw that the imperial doctor was walking over unsteadily and trembling.

Before he had time to put down the medicine box, he took Lingmo's pulse with trembling hands. His body was half bent, and his frightened face suddenly turned to ashes. Beads of sweat ran down his experienced face. rolling down.

Qingyin pulled out the brocade handkerchief in her sleeve, and pressed Lingmo's nose, her pair of catkins were cold, and her blood color gradually ignited, turning the delicate lily into a big red peony, and with a strong hand, her palm was soaked.

"It's useless." Seeing her like this, the imperial doctor shook his head helplessly.

Just as Qingyin was about to ask questions, there was an announcement from outside: "The emperor is here..."

(End of this chapter)