usatvline Chapter 248: Previous Life
Chapter 248: Previous Life
"But we are best friends."
Lei Nian'er's heart skipped a beat, but long experience taught her not to be moved too quickly.
Sure enough, the princess continued to comfort her: "For example, if you suddenly get a brain injury and become a little fool, I will still support you!"
Lei Nian'er: ...You are the little fool.
Bei Jing was in a better mood when she first saw her and breathed a sigh of relief.
[I knew it! ]
[I am the best at comforting people~]
Lei Nian'er:...Forget it.
The busy little princess found time to be a caring and intimate sister, and she felt that she was so loving.
How come we are not good friends?
Finally, the depressed little girl was comforted, and she hurriedly went to deal with her own affairs concerning the imperial examination for women.
She bumped into a young eunuch who looked familiar to her, and she casually called out, "Long Shou."
"Greetings, Your Highness."
The princess nodded and quickly slipped away, who was very busy and even delayed her time by comforting her little sisters.
The person being called was not calm.
The people working beside him looked envious, "Long Shou, don't you feel that His Highness treats you differently than he treats us?"
He didn't dare to think about it, and asked: "Really?"
"Except for those senior maids, His Highness can't remember our names."
"But she always recognizes you and notices you."
"Even if you are in a corner, His Highness will greet you if he passes by."
"The princess is in the limelight and busy with her affairs, so she never pays much attention to us."
"But I can only remember you."
"Tell me, does His Highness treat you differently?"
He envied him: "You are so lucky, your adoptive father is the chief steward of His Majesty's side."
"His Highness has remembered you again."
"Once you are remembered by your master and have done a good job, it will be much easier to get promoted."
"When you become successful, don't forget me."
Long Shou replied with a smile.
But very strange.
Princess Tianwu is different from other masters.
He had the illusion that he had seen her a long time ago.
He did not want the princess's support, but wanted to protect her.
Really strange.
The princess doesn't need his protection.
At night, in a hazy dream, he saw a man.
It seems to be His Highness.
It didn't seem to be her.
They don't look like children anymore, they are all adults.
Her name is not Bei Jingchu, what is her name?
Her name is...Yangyang?
The he in the dream didn’t seem to be a eunuch.
what is that.
His name is Bei Jingmei.
He is...a prince?
A frail, pale girl covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed weakly.
"Cousin, it's all because of my weak body. I need your blood as a medicine."
"Qu'er knows that Miss Yangyang is yours."
She coughed weakly twice again, "The Queen and her sister wanted me to be your princess, but I suddenly had a heart attack. The monk at Tianyu Temple compared my horoscopes and said that Yangyang's blood is compatible with mine."
"We have been childhood sweethearts. Qu'er knows that my cousin loves me the most."
Yangyang sat on one side, her face looked even more lifeless. Compared with Qi Yequ, it was unclear who looked weaker.
She seemed to have accepted her fate and didn't say a word of explanation. Her wrists were wrapped in thick bandages, and a little redness was faintly visible.
This is certainly not the first time this has happened.
Bei Jingmei also said calmly: "Then just continue. I will find the imperial physician to replenish Yangyang's blood, so that she can hold on for a while longer and prepare your medicine."
Qi Yequ covered her smug smile with a silk handkerchief, while Yangyang on the other side showed her loneliness without disguising it.
"Sister Yangyang, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position. If it weren't for my condition, the prince wouldn't have let you be the medicine inducer, causing you to become weak and sick for a long time."
"I remember how lively you were when you first came here, but now you look haggard and exhausted."
Yangyang replied: "I dare not call my cousin a sister."
Qi Yequ shrank his shoulders, as if someone had said something very harsh to him. He leaned pitifully on the chair and pulled Bei Jingmei's arm with one hand.
"Cousin..."
He interrupted their confrontation: "Alright, I have something else to do. You are all not feeling well, go back and rest."
When he went out, Qi Yequ smiled kindly at Yangyang: "Waiting for my sister's medicine for today."
The three people dispersed with different thoughts.
The first thing the girl did when she returned to her yard was to untie the tourniquet on her wrist, revealing her smooth, white wrist without a trace of scar.
“It’s so hot, so hot!”
"Who would be so kind to put such a thick bandage on my wrist in the middle of summer? I'm about to get prickly heat on my wrist."
In the study, the attendant asked Bei Jingmei, "Your Majesty, the chickens in the farm have all been killed. Can we use pig blood as the medicine for my cousin today?"
Bei Jingmei stopped writing and asked hesitantly, "She can taste the difference, right?"
Besides, all the chickens on the farm were killed...
He thought it was outrageous: "Is she some kind of monster? She drinks blood so fiercely."
"I asked you to watch her until she finishes drinking it raw. Are you sure you're watching her?"
The attendant nodded in confirmation.
Bei Jingmei clicked his tongue and couldn't help but shudder, revealing a mask of pain.
What a cruel woman.
"She doesn't think she can suck Yangyang dry like this, does she?"
Attendant: ...Why not?
Ever since Qi Yequ pretended to be sick, Bei Jingmei felt that her brain had been insulted.
"You think I can't see through your trick? Do you think my brain is not as big as a walnut?"
"I didn't agree to let her be the princess, so why are you treating her like a love rival?"
Bei Jingmei was very annoyed and didn't really want her cousin from the Qi family to live in the palace.
But the Queen warned him not to forcefully drive them away, and so the current situation became what it is today.
"Pig blood is pig blood."
"Don't you like drinking blood? If you like drinking it, drink more."
Squire: "...Yes."