Chapter 12

After drinking the medicine, she felt a warmth in her stomach, which made her feel much better.

Her nanny said softly: "Princess, when you leave the palace and return to your home, my servant will slowly nurse you back to health. Now please close your eyes and rest for a while. It will be fine in a while."

Yuan Qingling closed her eyes and felt as if sparks were flashing and exploding in her head, and some chaotic sounds were echoing.

"You don't deserve to be hated by me. I just hate you. In my eyes, you are just like the smelly fly that makes people hate you. Otherwise, I don't need to drink medicine to consummate your marriage."

It was the voice of King Yu Wenhao of Chu. There was resentment and hatred in his voice. She had never heard such heartless words.

There were also people crying in their ears, and the sparks in their brains turned into pools of meandering blood.

Gradually, everything became quiet.

It was as if the millions of messy threads in my mind were finally straightened out.

The pain gradually disappeared. In other words, it didn't disappear but became numb.

She opened her eyes and saw Lu Ya standing in front of the bed. She frowned and looked at her.

"Princess, do you feel better?" Luya asked quickly when she saw her eyes open.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yuan Qingling said hoarsely.

It didn't hurt anymore, but her whole body was horribly numb. She tried to reach out and pinch her face, but she felt nothing at all.

This works better than anesthetics.

"The slave will help you up, you have to change clothes, otherwise the prince will be angry." Luya reached out to help her, and her nanny also came in from the outside, holding clothes in her hands. When she saw her getting up, she said: "Change quickly, prince."

I’m urging you.”

Yuan Qingling stood numbly, letting the two of them peel off her clothes and change her clothes, and wrap around her wounds. She didn't feel anything at all.

After changing his clothes and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yuan Qing Lingcai looked at the person in the mirror.

The facial features are very delicate, the skin is fair, the long and curved eyelashes hide a pair of lifeless eyes.

The lips are very dry and pale, without any color at all, the hair is messy, the slightly wide forehead is covered, and the skin has no luster at all.

However, as her nanny and Lu Ya's skillful hands worked on her face for a while, she saw that there seemed to be a different person in the bronze mirror, with eyebrows like willow leaves, red lips and white teeth, and charming phoenix eyes. She tried to open her eyes wider.

It makes you look more energetic.

"What is Purple Gold Soup?" Yuan Qingling asked, her voice hoarse.
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