You are the only one who dreams back to the previous life

Chapter 79

It's Xiangning's voice!But it's useless for her to come, the dignified prince of the Qing Dynasty wants to punish a lowly maid, so what can she do with a palace maid!It's just one more person suffering.

There was no hope.Yinhu will stay here, I'm afraid he has discussed cooperation with Seng Ge, and he has time to deal with me.As long as Sengge doesn't leave for a day, I have to stay here and suffer from his uselessness.No, it won't happen after today, people are dead, there is no crime.

Suddenly, the fingers didn't seem to hurt so much.The jacket was loosened and slipped from between the fingers, and the two people who were supposed to be executing the torture sat on the ground, slowly moving backwards.Both of them opened their eyes wide at the same time, their faces pale with horror.

Something was covering my shoulders, and I glanced at it, and it turned out to be a yellow jacket.Hehe, I shouldn't die, the yellow jacket given by the guard back then, I forgot that I had such honor.

Yinhu didn't expect me to have such a thing, he looked at me in surprise, pointed at me, and shouted: "Presumptuous, you dare to forge a yellow jacket!"

"Haha! Didn't expect, I still have this kind of thing. Thanks to you," I resisted the pain in my fingers, and slowly got up on the ground, "If you hadn't reported the prince's corruption case back then, the emperor wouldn't be patrolling When I was assassinated, I would not have the chance to save you and get this yellow jacket. Thanks to you!"

It's ironic, I didn't expect that the thing that saved my life in the end was thanks to the disaster he caused back then.

"I don't know, can this servant leave?" I saluted him with trembling hands, and I left without waiting for him to say more.It's not polite, and he can't do anything to me.

If Xiang Ning could bring the yellow jacket, Kangxi must have given instructions. If he continued to make things difficult, Kangxi would probably "make things difficult for him".He still knows this is important.He was tactful and didn't stop him, and even invited Luo Yuyan to see a doctor.

Sure enough, it is the difference between being favored or not.It is framed by someone who is jealous and envious, and there is also a defense like an umbrella.It's good to have someone to back you up.

Soon, Luo Yuyan rushed over.The speed is so fast, I wonder if he is always ready to take over my medicine jar.

"It's only been a few days, and here we come again. You really have a lot of troubles." After a long time and getting to know me well, he saw that I was not so reserved, and he complained to me today.

"Ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, Tang Seng achieved the right result. I, I am afraid that too!" I don't know whether Luo Guanzhong's "Journey to the West" has been published, and whether it has been introduced to the court.I said it casually, and I didn't care if he understood it or not.

"Haha, comparing yourself with Monk Tang, do you want to be a nun or a monk?" In order to distract me, he started chatting with me.

His plan had no effect, and his hand still hurt.

"Can I still play the matouqin with my hand?" I blurted out, feeling weird to myself.Most people should ask if it is okay!

"Heh, do you like Matouqin very much?" He suddenly asked back in a strange manner, and the work in hand also stopped.

His reaction gave me an inexplicable panic, "It can't be done, right!"

How I wish he shook his head, even though he already had a very positive answer.He froze for a moment, and nodded heavily.It was like a hammer hit my heart, and I couldn't breathe because of the tightness in my chest.

I suddenly felt like going crazy, I don't know where I got the strength to push Luo Yuyan down.

"Get out, get out. Get out! Ah--get out!"

I hid under the blanket and covered my face with my hands, unable to accept this fact.The newly composed piece, the skilled matouqin technique, everything has disappeared, and nothing can be recovered.

I hate, I hate, I want him to die, I want him to die...

(End of this chapter)