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Chapter 216 Flour Peach Blossom (1)

"Let it go!" Rong Jing nodded, let go of Yun Qianyue, lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves, and couldn't help but smile when she saw half of her sleeve.

Mama Zhao knew that Prince Jing didn't need her help to change the dressings to the lady, so she bent back and walked back to the door. When she saw a golden leaf thrown on the ground, she quickly picked it up and took a look. She didn't know the words. She asked Yun Qianyue, "Miss, where did the golden leaf come from? Why did it throw it on the ground? There are still words on it!"

Rong Jing's smile suddenly stopped, and his sleeves were also a pause.

Yun Qianyue looked up and saw that it was the golden leaf that made Rong Jing crazy. She glanced at Rong Jing and saw that he lowered his head. There was no smile or tenderness on his face at this time. There was no expression on her face. She frowned, thought for a moment, and said to Zhao's mother: "Oh, it was Rong Jing who accidentally fell down just now. Take it for him!"

Upon hearing this, Mother Zhao immediately took the golden leaf over and bowed and handed it to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing looked up at Yun Qianyue. Seeing that she had lowered her head at this time, she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly. She only saw her lips pursed slightly. He turned to Zhao's mother, smiled faintly, and said in a gentle voice: "Your lady likes this golden leaf very much, give it to her!"

"Yes!" Mother Zhao took the golden leaf and handed it to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue did not reach out to answer, but looked up at Rong Jing, looking at her gaze, warm and moist, and she was no longer unhappy. She curled her lips and reached out to take the golden leaf. No matter what, the person who wrote this letter must be a person who is deeply involved with her body, so naturally he could not throw it away like this. Since he inherited this body, he had to accept everything that brought by this body, good and bad.

Mother Zhao felt that the atmosphere between the lady and Prince Jing was a little wrong, but she was not what she should have taken care of, so she stepped down.

"Come on, change the dressing!" Rong Jing took out two jade bottles from his arms and spoke to Yun Qianyue's warm voice. Yun Qianyue sat still, looking at Rong Jing, pursed her lips and said, "I have a blockage in my brain, you should know?"

"Yeah!" Rong Jing nodded.

"This person who wrote... I don't know who it is now!" Yun Qianyue shook the golden leaves in her hand. The small golden leaves were as heavy as a tremendous amount. But at this moment, she felt that the man who was not standing in front of him and wanted to change her arms was heavy, so she felt that it was necessary for him to understand something.

"If you don't know, you don't have to know. You will know sooner or later." Rong Jing said.

"What do you know? Are you not going to say a few words to me?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows. She felt that Rong Jing knew something.

"I just care about your people, not including your business." Rong Jing said as he opened the jade bottle, dripping two drops of liquid-like things on his fingertips, smearing the corner of Yun Qianyue's lip that was bitten by him.

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes, and the cool feeling instantly relieved the burning numbness. She felt that Rong Jing had good things in her hands, and it was worth it if she enjoyed being controlled by her in the future. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure you want to take care of me?"

"Yeah!" Rong Jing gently applied the medicine evenly with his fingertips, and his fingertips lingered on Yun Qianyue's lips, which made his face warm three points.

"It's hard for me to control." Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing without blinking.

"I'm not the first genius to know you." Rong Jing glanced at Yun Qianyue and smiled slightly.

Yun Qianyue was shivering by the smile and asked dizzyly, "When did you know me?" She remembered the conversation that had sounded in her mind earlier, and swallowed it back without saying anything. That should be a memory of this body, right? If that person was Rong Jing and the owner of this body, then she... Thinking of this, her face suddenly became dim, she lowered her head, turned the topic and said, "Enough, if you wipe it down, I will have medicine on my mouth."

"When did you know anything? It's just you." Rong Jing's hand left Yun Qianyue's lips, and he didn't care about Yun Qianyue's words. He put down the jade bottle in his hand, reached out to roll up his sleeves for Yun Qianyue, revealing her arm wrapped in gauze. He opened the gauze carefully and skillfully. The wound was already stuttering, but the scar was very big. He frowned and said, "Even if this scar was eliminated, it would probably leave a mark."

Yun Qianyue didn't speak, and was still shocked in Rong Jing's words. When did you know each other? It was just the same one... Although this kind of words were different from Rong Feng's words, the meaning was the same, with such a certain tone. Is she Yun Qianyue? So... What is the memory of Li Yun in her mind? She clearly remembers that she was Li Yun's. When she woke up in the Yuanyangchi Lake in the Palace that day, she just possessed Yun Qianyue. Even if the two people were the same, they were different. How could Rong Feng and Rong Jing be so sure that she was her...

"Raise your arms up!" Rong Jing held the clear water basin closer. Seeing that Yun Qianyue's arms were lowered and he couldn't do anything, he said softly.

Yun Qianyue raised her arm unconsciously, and the expression on her face kept changing.

"Hey, I asked you to lift it a little, not that high." Rong Jing looked up helplessly, and then he realized that Yun Qianyue's expression was wrong. He put down the movement in his hand and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing with some distractions. When she met his gentle jade-eye, her distracted mind suddenly calmed down a little. The changing expression on her face faded away. She immediately put down her raised arms and smiled at him, "I wonder if you like me in the past or me in the present."

Rong Jing blinked his long eyelashes twice and smiled, "Who said I like you?"

Yun Qianyue remembered that he had never said he liked her. She froze on her face with a smile and snorted, "I don't like to pull it down."

Rong Jing smiled but said nothing, lowered her head, continued the movements in her hand, washed Yun Qianyue's wounds with clean water, applied medicine to her, wrapped gauze on her, finally dropped her sleeves, and then bent over to take away the basin of water on the ground. All movements were carefully and gentle.

Yun Qianyue kept looking at Rong Jing, her eyes kept following him, thinking that some people looked good no matter what they did. The same movements were purely broken when others did, but there was a kind of art that made people appreciate.

After Rong Jing finished everything, she returned to the bed and looked at Yun Qianyue with a gentle look, "I like it too lightly, I..."

"Miss!" Yun Meng hurried into the yard, and heard it before the person arrived.

Yun Qianyue looked out the window and saw Yun Meng in front and Eunuch Lu behind. The two hurriedly ran over. She frowned and said to Rong Jing: "So, don't pay attention to them."

She heard Rong Feng say, "It's too light to like it, we are relatives..." She wanted to hear Rong Jing say, "It's too light to like it" what's behind...

Rong Jing stopped, looked out the window, fixed on Eunuch Lu, and narrowed his eyes, "I'm afraid there's something wrong again."

"If you have something, you have to finish your words first." Yun Qianyue didn't care. She wanted to hear it. If you like it too lightly, why is it heavy?

Rong Jing withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Qianyue, suddenly smiled teasingly, and asked softly, "What do you want to hear?"

Yun Qianyue blushed and said annoyedly: "Do you say it?"

Rong Jing did not answer and turned around and walked towards the door.

Yun Qianyue reached out to pull Rong Jing, but she took a break. Rong Jing kept walking, glanced at her and smiled, "I don't have a single sleeve for you to pull now. It seems that I will make two more sleeves in the future, specifically for you to pull them."

Yun Qianyue withdrew her gaze and snorted with some annoyance, "If you don't say it, you really think I love listening!"

Rong Jing smiled without answering, walked to the door and reached out to open the door.

"Class Jing?" Eunuch Lu looked at Rong Jing who came out of Yun Qianyue's room in surprise.

"I'll change the dressings for Miss Qianyue." Rong Jing looked at Eunuch Lu, put away the gentleness and tenderness he had when treating Yun Qianyue, and asked with a distant and indifferent smile, "Eunuch Lu came in a hurry, what's the matter?"

Eunuch Lu quickly put away his surprise, bowed to Rong Jing, and said breathlessly: "I wish Prince Jing's blessing to Prince Jing. Return to Prince Jing. Miss Qin, the Prime Minister's Mansion, caught a cold breath last night and was infected with typhoid fever. Now she is bedridden. The emperor can only order the old man to come and invite Miss Qianyue again."

"Oh? Miss Qin is so sick!" Rong Jing smiled faintly.

"Yes, you said how coincidental it was. I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person. Seeing that Miss Qin was indeed pale and weak, the Prime Minister said that she was drowsy when she woke up this morning. The imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital were called to the Prime Minister's Mansion. In and out, everyone couldn't get up. How could they even bleed? "Eunuch Lu sighed and said, "But Princess Ye's practices cannot be delayed, and they must be carried out at noon. So the emperor could only order the old slave to find Miss Qianyue. Although Miss Qianyue was injured, the martial arts practitioners were always strong and had been recuperating for a few days. It was better than Miss Qin."

"I didn't expect Miss Qin to be so weak. Miss Qin is really not as good as Miss Qianyue at this point." Rong Jing said without hesitation, turned to Yun Qianyue and said, "Since that's the case, you can go to the palace with Eunuch Lu!"

Yun Qianyue thought that Qin Yuning was indeed bedridden, and she really wanted to go and see it anyway. It wasn't really important for her to put some blood on her. Seeing how Ye Qian used her skills, she also took the opportunity to see what was hidden here. She got out of bed, walked to the door, and said to Eunuch Lu: "Okay, I'll go to the palace with you now!"

"Then Miss Qianyue, please invite me!" Eunuch Lu nodded quickly and said to Rong Jing: "Class Jing, the emperor sent someone to Prince Rong's mansion to invite you earlier. You are not here. I didn't expect to change the medicine for Miss Qianyue here. Are you entering the palace with Miss Qianyue now?"

"There are still some things in my Royal Palace, so I won't go to the palace without handling it. This matter mainly depends on whether Princess Ye's spell is precise and whether Miss Qianyue's blood works. It's useless if I go there." Rong Jing shook his head and said to Eunuch Lu: "My father-in-law, please report to the emperor. Miss Qianyue's body is too bloodless and very weak. If Princess Ye should not use too much blood, otherwise it will hurt Miss Qianyue's body. If this happens, the murderer did not assassinate Miss Qianyue, but died in excessive blood loss, which would be a joke. Then even if the murderer was found, it would be a joke. The emperor should understand."
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