Chapter 322

The next morning, the servants in the house received a box of gold and said it was sent by the prince's house.

Ji Qingxue looked at the box of gold and his eyes were shining. It was good. Although the nangonglan man was not very good, he still kept his word.

Yun'er retreated to one side and looked at his elder sister's money fan. He was also a little helpless in his heart.

"Yun'er, we are developed."

Ji Qingxue looked at the gold and then calculated that her small Treasury was enough to open several medical schools. In this way, her business became bigger and bigger. She not only cured the disease and saved people, but also opened the medical school into a national chain. Isn't she going to be a little rich woman?

Ji Qingxue became more and more excited. She covered the box with a "snap": "let's go out and step on it, yun'er."

Yun'er was stunned: "step on the spot? Elder sister, we are not snitches."

None of this matters.

The first step to becoming the richest man in the country is to be optimistic about feng shui. She has to go out and buy it if there is any suitable location. Now she is rich. Hum, with these gold as starting funds, she is not far from the peak of her life.

"But yun'er, do you think there's something missing in the house?" Ji Qingxue thinks it's a little strange, but he can't remember what the problem is.

The cloud son behind him answered, "elder sister said that her ears are too quiet."

"Yes, that's what I mean."

The quiet is so outrageous that it makes her uncomfortable.

"Let yun'er guess why elder sister has such an idea. Is it because Rong Sheng suddenly disappeared?"

Oh, by the way, it's really Rongsheng.

Since returning to the palace, Ji Qingxue seldom saw him. Ji Qingxue sat on the box and asked yun'er, "where has he gone?"

Rongsheng's whereabouts have never been asked, so yun'er is not very clear.

"He may be the first time to Kyoto, so he wants to go around."

Ji Qingxue thought about it. Rongsheng has always been in Yaowang valley. There are also some people who want to see it everywhere in such a prosperous place.

"Come on, yun'er, let's go out with me. Let's step on it!"

Yunermo: sister, can't you change a good word?

Nangong LAN sent people to the palace to invite the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor was scared to white when he saw the scar on Ji Qingling's neck.

"What on earth hurt the side imperial concubine? If the wound is half an inch deeper, I'm afraid it's the empress's life."

This is murder.

The imperial doctor actually wanted to say that his head was not protected, but seeing that Nangong LAN and Ji Qingling were not good at looking at each other, he turned a corner and changed a euphemism.

Nangong LAN didn't have so much time to explain the origin of the injury to a royal doctor. He just said, "just treat your disease. Don't ask more about others."

"Yes, I know." it's better to stick to the principle of not looking and not listening when doing things for the people of the heavenly family, because the more you know, the faster you may die.

"The old minister first put some medicine on her wound. It may hurt a little. Please bear with her."

With that, the old imperial doctor began to treat the wound for Ji Qingling. Ji Qingling's painful forehead burst into a cold sweat.

Nangong LAN on one side was more and more frightened. If he didn't stop in time yesterday, Ji Qingxue was afraid that he would die.

Ji Qingxue is so difficult to deal with, not to mention a cured nangongyan. The road behind is becoming more and more difficult.

After a long time, the old imperial doctor finally handled Ji Qingling's injury: "madam, the injury is too serious. I'll give you a prescription to fry it every day on time. After taking it for half a month, I'll check her condition again. In addition, don't wear any ornaments on her neck these days. It's better to wear some soft fur to protect the wound."

"I see. I'll pay attention myself."

Nangong LAN asked the servant to send the imperial doctor out, and asked the servant to go to the accounting room to get some silver for him.

As for the royal doctor who has been in the palace for a long time, sometimes he can't say everything he sees. I think he should also understand the truth, so Nangong LAN doesn't have to mention him.

"You have a good rest in the mansion these days. Your injury is too serious."

Even if what happened yesterday, Nangong LAN didn't blame her more. If he didn't need Ji Qingxue, he would have killed Ji Qingling long ago.

"You..."

Nangong LAN directly interrupted her: "you don't have to ask me any more. I'm for the child in your belly. I hope you can treat this child sincerely, not use him as a tool for you to fight for power and profit."

Ji Qingling suddenly changed his face when he heard Nangong Lan's words: "what do you mean?"

That's her child. How can she not be distressed?

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Do you hate Ji Qingxue so much that you will destroy her at all costs?"

Ji Qingling sneered, and then asked, "what about you? Do you hate Nangong Yan so much?"

Nangong LAN didn't answer, but Ji Qingling was still aggressive: "Nangong LAN, I'm not the former Ji Qingling. I've lost everything, but Ji Qingxue is all right and lives a happy and stable life. Do you think it's possible? Since you also have people who have to get rid of, don't blame me from your position?"

Nangong LAN didn't want to argue with her any more, so she went to the door: "I asked my servants to go to the medicine shop to get your medicine back. You can keep it. Even if you hate a person, don't touch an egg with a stone. I can save you once, but I can't save you the second time. You can do it yourself."

After Nangong LAN left, Ji Qingling seemed to be suddenly drained of her strength. She was paralyzed on the bed. Severe pain from her neck reminded her to walk back from the hell again.

"Ji Qingling, you're useless." Ji Qingling thought of her mother who died in vain. "You've been used by him all your life, and his daughter has to pressure me everywhere."

Mom, I can't swallow this breath.

I want to live like a person, so that I don't have to be so sad. I also want my children to enjoy the best in the world from birth.

Ji Qingxue, we're not finished. I won't let you get in my way.

……

Ji Qingxue and yun'er wandered in the street for a long time and couldn't find a suitable place, so they found a teahouse and planned to sit down and have a rest.

In the middle of the teahouse, there were a pair of entertaining fathers and daughters, playing and singing one by one. All the diners were fascinated by it.

When Ji Qingxue was fascinated, a fat man, nearly half a hundred years old, went to the stage and threw some gold to the old man. Then he said, "the old man gives you the money and your daughter will belong to me tonight."

The father and daughter were frightened. The woman quickly said that she was just a performer but not a prostitute. If he liked to listen to small songs, she would sing two more songs. She would never accompany guests this evening.

The old man's eyes were as wide as a brass bell: "that's no good. Take my money and you'll have to belong to me tonight."

Ji Qingxue looked at him in a daze. Looking at his disgusting appearance, Ji Qingxue almost took off his shoes and greeted him in the face. It's probably him who doesn't need to be ashamed to say.

Yun'er saw Ji Qingxue get up and asked, "where are you going, sister?"

"Walk on behalf of heaven."

Yun'er:... Why did she suddenly have an ominous premonition?