Poisonous Doctor Little Crazy Concubine

Fog eyebrow nodded: "what Miss said is that at present, ye Qianli is single-minded and thinks that ye Yaoyao has been pointed out to the third prince as the imperial concubine. She is crazy and wants to replace Ye Yaoyao as the third prince imperial concubine. If she wants to get the attention of the queen, she must think of countless ways to clean up Ye Yaoyao. We really don't have to worry about it."

Ye Yuanyuan nodded with a smile and stroked the jewelry box. There was an extremely beautiful green hairpin carved into a peacock.

There was a trace of satisfaction in her eyes and a desire for her future: "when ye Qianli gets rid of Ye Yaoyao, I am the noblest legitimate daughter of the Jin government! What is Ye Yaoyao? If you are redundant, you should die early."

At this time.

There was a sudden wind outside the window. It seemed that a bird fluttered past.

Ye Yuanyuan was even more proud: "listen, there is a bird flying outside. It must be that magpies can't wait to tell me the good news. Come on, go get some birds' favorite food, feed it well, and let it come more in the future."

Unexpectedly, the voice fell, and the bird outside suddenly shouted, "Wow -"

Fog eyebrow: "... Miss, how is it like the cry of a crow?"

This

Crows seem to be mourning birds.

Ye Yuanyuan's face was also black: "...!"

Fog eyebrow's forehead slipped down in a cold sweat and asked, "Miss, do you want to feed it? If it really comes often, isn't it not very good?"

Ye Yuanyuan was so angry that she turned her head and said angrily, "what else are you feeding? You stupid thing, don't close the window and let it roll away early!"

Fog eyebrow: "yes...!"

Because of the arrival of the crow, ye Yuanyuan's mood became very bad. What made her more angry was that even if the window was closed, the damn crow couldn't hover all night. It circled around her house all night.

Also "wow wow" countless voices, so that she didn't sleep well all night.

As a result, early in the morning, the servants of the whole Jin government began to have a private discussion. Miss Yuanyuan could be stared at by crows all night. Moreover, the crow hovered on her own roof and did not go to the roof of others.

What does that mean? It shows that ye Yuanyuan's luck must not be a general decline. They still stay away from ye Yuanyuan recently. Don't be infected.

……

Another day passed.

The government of the Ming Dynasty.

Han Zixiao took the medicine according to Ye Yaoyao's prescription and ate according to Ye Yaoyao's list. With his strong martial arts, he was in good health on weekdays. Only a day or two passed, he was already very good and could get out of bed.

Early in the morning.

After getting up, Han Shizi asked the servants to fetch a basin of water and carefully took out the handkerchief that ye Yaoyao had wiped his blood.

Put the handkerchief in the water and he will start cleaning.

These two days he was lying to recover from his injury. He was reluctant to leave his handkerchief with someone else's hand, so he kept holding it quietly. Even if it was stained with blood, it was really dirty, but he thought it was the handkerchief brought by his sweetheart and wiped the corners of his mouth.

What is dirty? He just feels sweet! Very sweet!

Now that she can get out of bed, she should wash it for the first time. Tomorrow's Palace Banquet will find a chance to give it back to her.

Then we can talk to her again.

Thinking, a touch of crimson appeared on Han Zixiao's face.

When the maid saw that he was going to wash the handkerchief himself, she was startled and hurried to say, "son of God, why do you need to do this? You might as well hand over a maid and wash it for you!"

Han Zixiao flatly refused: "no one can touch this handkerchief except the son of the world! The son of the world washes it himself!"

Maid: "...?"

For

Why?

Before she could figure out why, she saw her son and looked at the handkerchief that had been put into the water. She looked a little embarrassed.

A moment later.

Han Zixiao looked awkwardly at the maid and asked, "how to wash it? Can you give me some advice?"

Han Zixiao was a noble son of the world. He had always been treated with dignity and had never personally cleaned anything. At the beginning, even if he went to the border to fight, he was also a general and his clothes were cleaned. So now looking at this handkerchief, I'm a little helpless.

The handmaid twitched at the corner of her mouth and said, "son of God, you can pick it up and rub it with your hands first. The handmaid will go and get the soap horn."

Han Zixiao heard the speech.

I did it right away.

I saw his sweet mouth, with the joy of cleaning his handkerchief for his sweetheart, rubbing his two big hands

"Tear -" fell.

The veil made of thin sand became two halves in an instant.

Han Zixiao: "

Maid: "...!"

The next moment.

Han Zixiao looked at the maid with gloomy eyes.

The maid was so frightened that she almost cried and said, "son, I didn't expect you to use so much strength!"

She really took it!

Why should Shizi wash his handkerchief with such great strength? Can a handkerchief stand Shizi's hand? Has Shizi forgotten how strong his martial arts are and how strong his strength is? If he works hard, let alone a handkerchief, the table can be broken.

Now this

She knelt down with a "puff" and burst into tears in her heart: "the son of God, forgive me. It's my fault. I forgot to remind you not to use too much strength."

She felt wronged while admitting her mistake.

Han Zixiao's face was ugly for a long time. Looking at himself, he was accidentally made into a two-half veil. He just felt as if his heart had been torn apart, pulling cold, pulling cold, and a little painful. He was very upset.

After a long silence.

He had to give up the handkerchief in his hand. He couldn't take the torn handkerchief back to Ye Yaoyao.

He opened his mouth and said, "immediately order someone to find the best veil and buy a new one for her."

The maid was relieved to see that the son had no intention of punishing himself.

Quickly got up and said, "yes, I'm going now. Don't worry, son. I'm sure I can find a handkerchief ten thousand times better than this one."

She said that.

Han Zixiao's handsome face was as cold as ice: "what do you say? Ten thousand times better? What kind of handkerchief can be better than this one?"

Maid: "...!"

She had never seen such a penetrating expression of the son of God in the Duke of the Ming Dynasty for so many years.

No matter how dull she is, she also realizes the significance of this veil to the son of God. I'm afraid it's different.

She was sad and said, "my son, my maidservant made a mistake..."

Han Shizi was very unhappy. With a calm face, he said, "the quality of this handkerchief is so high. The embroidery pattern on it is so beautiful. More importantly, it is..." his sweetheart's handkerchief!

Speaking of this, Han Zixiao didn't mean to say the last half sentence and blushed slightly.

After coughing, he calmed his face and scolded unhappily, "how can you say that a handkerchief is better than it?"

Maid: "

Isn't that an ordinary handkerchief? Where is the high quality? There are blood stains on the head, and the embroidery is covered. What's good-looking!