Chapter 469： Debunking Sakura's Blood Debt (4)

Chapter 469 Exposing Sakura's Blood Debt (4)

Dongmei nodded: "Really! Do you care about it? Anyway, it's not broken!"

Maybe... fell asleep and fell asleep and slept it crooked? Ning Yue blinked.

Dongmei twisted a veil to wash her face, and when she got to her neck, she asked weakly: "By the way, you complained that your neck hurts last night and asked the servant to rub the medicine on you, but the servant forgot. Still, does it still hurt?"

Strange to say, it doesn't hurt anymore. Hanging his arms for an hour, his neck was so stiff that it was about to break. He asked Dongmei to take the medicine, and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up, he was miraculously well.

Can the gods cure her?

Ning Yue rubbed the back of her neck, it was...strange.

After washing up and putting "makeup" on her face, Ning Yue took Dongmei to Wenfangyuan. When she went to the street yesterday, Dongmei and Shihua stayed in the carriage and did not follow them. Sun Yao told them in detail what she knew, therefore, the two of them were "knowledgeable" about what happened at the scene.

Biqing called the peasant woman, and took Xuan Xiaoying and Xiaoying to the garden to play on the swings. In the upper room of Wenfangyuan, only the princess was sitting in the main seat.

The princess's complexion is very haggard, her eyes are slightly dull, empty and lifeless, and the crows in her eyes are like a faint ink color, which makes her whole face look decadent.

She picked up the teacup, dipped the lid of the cup lightly from the water, the tea leaves floated in the water, but seemed to be swaying in her heart, she scratched her heart and lungs even more, put down the cup, and said solemnly: "You guys are here? Sit down, little one." Sakura and Xiangli have already had breakfast, you can use it later."

Didn't say anything about herself.

Obviously, she still has no appetite.

Ning Yue and Sun Yao exchanged a look, and they both saw a hint of understanding from the bottom of each other's eyes. The princess must be worrying about Xiangli's crimes. On the one hand, she felt that it was impossible for Xuan Xiaoying to lie, and at the same time, she felt that it was impossible for Xiangli to do such a thing. Such a mortal thing.

Sun Yao got up, removed the cup of tea that had already gone cold, and offered a new cup: "Mother Concubine, did you sleep well?"

Princess sighed: "When I wake up in the middle of the night, it will be difficult to fall asleep again."

Sun Yao stood behind her, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently pressed on the princess's temples: "I didn't sleep well a few days ago, and my fourth sibling gave me some tranquilizing medicine, and I took it well. Do you want to try it, mother and concubine?" ?”

For her, I'm afraid it's not something that can be taken with tranquilizers. The princess said lightly: "No need."

Sun Yao pressed down lightly: "Is this strength okay?"

Princess closed her eyes, hummed, and was quite satisfied with Sun Yao's technique.

At the door, a little servant girl poked her head in and asked softly, "Princess, can I set the meal?"

Her voice was so low that the princess didn't hear her.

Ning Yue shook her head and gestured for her to back off.

The little maid stepped back.

Wangfei suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Ning Yue and said, "How is your injury?"

Ning Yue bowed her body, and replied: "If you go back to my concubine, those scratches will be much better."

Princess swept the bandage around her neck, and asked unhurriedly, "Does your arm still hurt?"

"Well, it hurts." Ning Yue lowered her head and said carefully.

Wang Hao looked at her paler complexion, and frowned slightly: "You didn't sleep well?" You were newly injured yesterday, and your complexion was not so embarrassing.

Ning Yue imitated the appearance of the princess, sighed and said: "To be honest, I had a nightmare last night."

"You also have nightmares? What did you dream about?" Wang Hao asked her sideways.

Ning Yue seemed to be aroused by something very frightening. She flinched and said in a low voice: "I dreamed of that ghost wearing a white mask. It's that... the one with the long hair, the one with fangs on the mask, and the ghost on his hand. With a pair of white gloves."

(end of this chapter)