Chapter 103

Zhao Wanxi's lips are slightly crooked. She looks respectful, but she has a different meaning: "the queen is sure that these bayonets can really cure the captain's eyes..."

Empress Lou's mouth also raised an intriguing smile: "at this stage, you can only be a living horse doctor when you are dead. You've tried everything."

Obviously, empress Lou knew that Zhao Wanxi had seen through her mind, but so what? Since she can't use her hands and feet in secret, she will openly let the girl suffer, otherwise the cheap girl really thinks that even the queen can't do anything with her!

Looking at the pile of thorn fruits in front of her, Zhao Wanxi couldn't do it, but her identity couldn't resist.

"You take doctor Zhao to the yard to toss these thorn fruits, so as not to dirty the Empress Dowager's place."

The empress disliked Zhao Wanxi's dallying, so she winked and asked the two girls to drag Zhao Wanxi to the backyard.

The Empress Dowager looked in her eyes, but she didn't speak. Obviously, she didn't mean to protect Zhao Wanxi.

Zhao Wanxi immediately knew that today's pain was inevitable. The Empress Dowager couldn't see the Queen's mind, but she didn't intend to expose it.

The battle of the court, she accidentally involved in it, when cannon fodder! Zhao Wanxi suddenly realized that if she wanted to avoid being bullied, she had to be powerful.

From sunrise in the east to dusk in the west mountain, Zhao Wanxi still hasn't finished peeling the basket of thorn fruits. The Queen's chin is slightly raised, and coldly throws a sentence to her -

"the rest of the thorn fruits must be peeled tomorrow, and the palace is still waiting for them."

Zhao Wanxi glanced at her hand. Her white fingers were covered with terrible blood bubbles, and were red and black purple. There were small black thorns broken in her skin, which made her worried when she touched them.

The Empress Dowager whispered, "today, Miss Wanxi has been wronged. The empress has such a bad temper. If she takes this tone, she will be OK."

Zhao Wanxi just laughed and said nothing.

"Come and send Miss Wanxi and her son back to Qionghua palace."

In Qionghua palace, Zhao Wanxi gives lin'er to her maid to take care of. She goes back to her room to take medicine to deal with her hand injuries. She takes a needle to pick out all the thorns that pierce her skin, and the blood bubbles are also punctured. Her delicate hands become bloody and look terrible.

With a bang, her door was suddenly pushed open. Leng junao's tall body standing at the door was suddenly stiff, and her deep dark eyes fell on her little hands.

"What's the matter with your hand?"

Leng Jun Ao's face is awe inspiring, solemn and serious. He comes to her with a big stride and grasps her catkin.

"It hurts!"

Zhao Wanxi almost burst into tears in pain. The man's hands relaxed, and her strength turned to zero in an instant.

Leng Jun Ao's sharp eagle eyes stare at her, word by word: "tell me, who did this?"

Zhao Wanxi was in great pain. He looked at him coldly and said, "what's the use of telling you? Can the seventh Prince eat the empress? "

Queen! When Leng junao heard these two words, his eyes were intricate. Yes, he really couldn't help the empress!

Zhao Wanxi can easily see the tangle in his heart from the man's face and eyes. She even has a painful look. He Is it really heartache?

There was a warm feeling in her heart. She cleared her throat and comforted Leng junao: "seventh prince, don't take it to heart. In fact It doesn't hurt that much. What's more, I hurt the empress's nephew. It's reasonable for her to retaliate. I've been psychologically prepared for a long time. "