Princess Consort Is No Pushover

As soon as Yun Ruoyue and Feng'er were thrown into the wood house, she heard the sound of a key locking the door from outside.

She got up so angry that she rushed up and slammed the door: "Open the door, let me go out, I am the princess, you are not qualified to close me."

"You dare to assassinate Mo Zhu, even the empress dowager will definitely die today! Just wait for the prince's hair to fall!" Mother Zhang's triumphant laughter came from outside.

Yun Ruoyue kicked the door with anger, "I didn't assassinate Mo Zhu, I was saving him, I don't believe you..."

Having said this, she suddenly didn't want to say anything. Even if she helped Mo Zhu pull out the arrow, but Mo Zhu hadn't woken up yet, Chu Xuanchen would not believe her.

As long as Mo Zhu's injury is not healed, no one will trust her, and she said it would be useless.

Just now, she was thrown to the ground by Chu Xuanchen, causing the wound on her back to ooze blood. The pain made her brows furrowed and her teeth trembled.

Upon seeing this, Feng'er was so frightened that tears flowed out, "Manny, how are you, do you hurt? The slave and maid will help you see."

"It's okay, it's just that the previous wound is torn open. You open my cloth bag and give me the medicine again." In order to get the medicine conveniently, Yun Ruoyue asked Feng'er to make a small cloth bag for her. He leaned back on his body.

"Okay Niang, I'll help you get it right away."

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In a flash, it got dark.

This winter, when it gets dark, if there is no charcoal fire in the house, it will be bitterly cold.

Yun Ruoyue was cold and hungry at this time, the wound on her body was gently pulled, and it was still very painful.

At this time, the respectful voice of Mother Zhang came from outside, "Mrs. Nangong, are you here?"

"Yes, I came to see my sister and prepared a few dishes for her by the way." Nangong Rou's voice was soft, as she said.

"Madam is really kind, unlike some people, who has a vicious heart." After Madam Zhang finished speaking, she ordered someone to open the door of the wood house.

As soon as the door opened, Nangong Rou saw the darkness inside, and a musty smell came on her face.

She tenderly covered her nose and walked towards Yun Ruoyue. When she saw Yun Ruoyue's situation, she couldn't help but whispered, "Sister, how can the prince treat you like this? You are too pitiful."

With that, her tears flowed down quickly.

Yun Ruoyue glanced at her faintly, "Should you not be happy when I ended up like this?"

"Sister, how can you say that? I'm here to care about you." Nangong Rou said aggrievedly, and instructed Dan'er, the maid beside him, "Go, light a lamp for the princess, and the others, give my sister the food. Take it in."

With the oil lamp, the wood room suddenly became brighter.

Yun Ruoyue swept across Nangong Rou's body, and saw that Nangong Rou was wrapped in a red garb. She was draped in a fluffy white fox fur fur. A silver-red skirt appeared on her feet. With a light movement, the streamer fluttered, and the skirt fluttered, making the sound of gems colliding.

Her hair is combed into a bun with flowing clouds, the bun is surrounded by jewels, trivial bones and jewelry are everywhere on her wrists, her eyebrows are crooked, her skin is snowy, and her eyes are full of snow-like light. This outfit makes her noble and dignified. Graceful and luxurious.

Behind her were five or six servants, full of momentum, huge battles, and very high-profile, as if she were the princess of the palace.

At this time, Dan'er had instructed the maids to prepare the food. The food was five dishes and one soup, which looked very delicate and rich, but it was a pity that it was smelly.

"Sister, after a tiring day, you are hungry. This is a little bit of my sister's intentions. Eat quickly." After Nangong Rou finished speaking, she handed the chopsticks to Yun Ruoyue.