Shengshi sweet medical concubine

Chapter 198 Pretending to pity her at all costs

"My lord, if you don't like Wan'er's shy appearance, then don't tease Wan'er."

"You love her so much, go and accompany her."

No, where is Mu Hua going, this damn fool won't really run to her, Ji Ling suddenly felt something wrong, pushed Fan Qianya away, and ran outside.

"My lord, where are you going?" The sudden change made Fan Qianya a little confused. She didn't know why Ji Ling was doing well, but why did she run away suddenly, even though she called out loudly, he didn't answer, not only smirking Toot, he sat down on the chair and sulked.

"Mu Hua, stop for me." Ji Ling caught up with Mu Hua not long after he came out. The direction Mu Hua was walking was indeed towards Wan'er, which not only made his original anger disappear. deeper.

"My lord?" Seeing Ji Ling running all the way over, Mu Hua was very puzzled, turned his head and called him, then stood there in a daze, waiting for him to pass.

"Crack." Ji Ling walked over and slapped Mu Hua on the face: "Where are you going, what do you want to do?"

After beating Mu Hua, Ji Ling glared at him and asked in a cold voice.

"My lord, I just want to go and see my wife, to see if she has any heavy work that needs my help." Mu Hua is also honest enough. Although he was beaten, he didn't do anything. He told Ji Ling his thoughts truthfully.

"The king asked you to go, you really went, tell you, she is the king's woman, and will always be, anyone who dares to touch her with a finger, the king will kill him, listen carefully, it doesn't matter who it is " Ji Ling raised his hand to grab Mu Hua's neck, and said coldly and domineeringly.

"My lord, this subordinate is only going to help Madam, and will not do anything disrespectful to Madam." Mu Hua looked pained and tried to explain to Ji Ling.

Ji Ling's kung fu was more than a little bit higher than his. This time he grabbed his neck like a pair of pliers, which made him feel suffocated instantly, and at the same time saw the iron chain on the hand of the death-death ghost.

"Help her, isn't she very capable? Let her do it by herself. If anyone dares to help her, I will kill him. If he refuses to listen, I will kill her too." Ji Ling said in a cold voice, with his hands Li shook Mu Hua away, and went to Fan Qianya's room after speaking.

"My lord, you are forcing Madam to die." Mu Hua squatted on the ground, this time he really couldn't help her, he didn't even dare to visit her, although he was not afraid of death, but He didn't want to implicate her.

Two days later, Wan'er's wind-cold was completely cured. A little wind-cold, with its medical skills, was still unstoppable, but the loneliness couldn't be driven away. During the day, she could still read a book, but at night, the boundless darkness swallowed her. Looking at everything, the little candlelight always stretches people's figures. In the dark night, the fallen trees in the yard are like a few big monsters with teeth and claws. The best place to enjoy the cool in summer is now just a The boundless expansion of fear and loneliness makes people have the urge to cut it down.

At the back of the Wangfu Mountain, I don’t know when, a strange bird that moves in the dark always screams rhythmically. They can't order more, because in the past few days, Ji Ling has also issued an order to their storage room, and they are not allowed to take things for her. The candles she got these days were still given by Mingyue and the others.

The lonely and terrifying night is always long, but no matter how long the night is, it will pass, the sun will always arrive on time in the morning, and the light will follow, but Wan'er's light does not know how long it will take, maybe It is never possible to wait.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, why are you sleeping on the table?"

Because Wan'er was disturbed by strange birds at night, she was so scared that she didn't sleep very well. She read a book at noon and accidentally fell asleep. She fell asleep lying on the table, and didn't wake up until she heard someone calling her.

"Mrs. Jing?" The person who came was dressed in a bright red dress, with a white and delicate face. It was none other than Fan Qianya who was in favor.

"Why don't you sleep on the bed?" Fan Qianya said to Wan'er very softly.

"When I read a book, I doze off when I'm bored. I don't necessarily fall asleep on the bed." Wan'er smiled, but didn't tell the truth, because she didn't think Fan Qianya would really pity her, or she didn't care for her pity.

"What's the matter, you have something to do with me. By the way, have you taken the prince's medicine on time every day?" Wan'er raised her head and asked Fan Qianya before she could speak.

"My lord's medicine is taken on time every day. With me here, you don't have to worry about it." Fan Qianya said with a smile.

"That's the best." Wan'er smiled slightly, then raised her hand to signal Fan Qianya to sit down: "Sit down."

Fan Qianya was not as polite as the first day. Wan'er asked her to sit, and she sat down unceremoniously. Wan'er also acted like a guest, stood up and made a cup of tea for her. After Qingfeng and the others left, she didn't drink tea by herself. She was used to plain water, so she just poured herself a cup of plain water.

"Wan'er, are you okay?" Fan Qianya suddenly asked Wan'er cautiously while holding the teacup for a while.

"It's good, what's the matter?" Wan'er smiled slightly, then raised her head and asked back.

"It's either me or I think it's hard for a young lady from a wealthy family to do everything by herself without being waited on by anyone." Fan Qianya replied softly, with a hint of pity on her face.

"I have suffered, not a spoiled girl." Wan'er is still in that habit, playing with the teacup in her hand, letting the sip of boiling water shake freely in the cup, her eyes drooping, staring at the teacup, There was a slight curvature on the face, and what he said was very disapproving.

"Actually, I sneaked over while the prince was taking a nap to see if you need my help." Fan Qianya said sincerely.

"No need, I'm fine." Wan'er refused without leaving any room for it. Dongfang Wan'er would not appreciate this kind of hypocritical pity. Even if she was about to die, she would not accept her help.

"You look weak, but you are quite powerful. If it were me, I would not be able to survive. I heard from the prince that you have lived in the worst inn before, and even borrowed a deserted village, saying that he took you in." , What's going on?" Fan Qianya sighed, and then asked Wan'er with concern.

"It's thanks to him, but it seems that you are really good. Does he usually talk a lot with you?" Wan'er raised her head and asked Fan Qianya with an air of chatting.

Fan Qianya who asked this question was startled, and it took a long time before she smiled and said: "No, it's just that they are together all day and all night, so they must talk, don't the prince and Wan'er not talk when they are together?"

"Forgot." Wan'er stared at the teacup, with a slight arc on her face, and it took a long time before she faintly replied to the words Fan Qianya.

(End of this chapter)