Chapter 162 You have the right to cry out in pain

Style: Historical Author: Little KeaiWords: 2083Update Time: 24/01/12 01:12:34
Xuan Qianchen looked at him motionless, with a feeling of oppression all over his body, as if he would strangle him to death in the next second if he didn't say anything.

Xiao Yuming subconsciously stepped back, and finally had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, I admit that I met her once today."

"The reason why I ask these questions is because she was able to easily cure the poison I gave her today, and she also used a very dangerous method, and nothing happened in the end."

"And this woman is nothing like the rumors. Even if the rumors are not true, it can't be so different. Qian Chen, don't you have any doubts? Have you never doubted her identity?"

Hearing this, Xuan Qianchen moved his fingers slightly.

No doubt? How could you not have any doubts?

"I sent someone to investigate her details carefully, and indeed no problems were found."

Since this woman entered the palace, she has changed a lot. It can even be said that she has become a completely different person.

However, nothing could be found through the investigation, so we could only blame it all on Lin Qingwan's brain being damaged.

"Qian Chen, you have to be careful. This woman is not a simple character. She is vicious and ruthless, and she is capable of doing things to herself. She is not something that ordinary people can easily subdue."

How could Xuan Qianchen not know that looking at Xiao Yuming's deflated look, some of the scenes the two of them encountered today probably came to mind.

He couldn't help but patted the other party's shoulder, "You'd better take care of yourself. She has always been a person who will retaliate. In addition to poisoning you, has she done anything else to you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuming quickly pinched his pulse with one hand, "That's not true..."

Recalling the way Lin Qingwan swallowed the poison today, he felt terrified again.

What a madman!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Lin Qingwan had also arrived at Ying'er's residence. Xuan Qianchen was very kind to Ying'er and arranged for him the most exquisite courtyard in the palace. It was not too big, but very quiet and suitable for recuperation.

As soon as he entered from the entrance of the yard, he saw Uncle Kun standing in the center, bowing his hands to Ying'er and Nanny Hu, "I still feel wronged that the young prince will stay here for a while. Our prince has already given instructions, and the princess will come over to give him a favor." When the young prince sees a doctor, we will also check the medicinal materials carefully."

Ying'er still doesn't understand the ways of the world, so she just blinked her eyes and nodded. As for Aunt Hu, she quickly saluted and said, "Thank you, housekeeper."

Uncle Kun smiled and nodded, very respectfully.

Lin Qingwan couldn't help but curse in her heart. She was worthy of being the steward of the entire palace. She was always polite to everyone. No matter whether the other person was in poverty or prosperity, she always had a kind heart in her heart.

Only such people can go further and longer on the same road, which is what Lin Qingwan wants to learn.

"Uncle Kun." She moved forward slowly and called.

The three people in the yard all looked towards this place. Ying'er's eyes instantly lit up, and they no longer looked dull as before.

Uncle Kun turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, he raised his hands and saluted, "Princess."

Lin Qingwan nodded slowly, "I'm here to treat the young prince. As long as I'm here, you can go back and rest first."

"Okay, I'll leave it to the princess to go out that time. If the princess needs anything, just ask the scary people outside."

"good."

After watching the middle-aged man leave, Aunt Hu couldn't help but said: "I thought that after changing places, other people would still look at us the same as before, but I didn't expect that everyone in the palace would be so kind."

Hearing this, Lin Qingwan's lips slightly raised, but in the end she did not refute.

Forget it, it’s better not to tell Nanny Hu that the people in the palace are just like the outsiders.

She smiled and knelt down in front of Ying'er, then stretched out a hand and pinched his cheek gently, "How are you feeling today? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The child shook his head slowly, his eyes bright, "No."

Lin Qingwan's expression suddenly became serious, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me. You are in the palace now, not the palace. After you tell me, I can treat you and nurse your body back to good health, so that everyone can I won’t worry anymore.”

"If you don't tell the truth just because you are afraid that others will worry, it will not only be bad for your own health, but also bad for others. Do you understand?"

Ying'er nodded slowly, then pursed his lips and said, "I...my chest feels uncomfortable. It always feels stuffy, as if something is stuck inside."

Lin Qingwan quickly grabbed the little hand and felt for the pulse. The child's pulse was very weak and kept beating. It seemed that the child's body was weak.

After all, for so many years in the palace, he has never eaten anything nutritious, so it is normal for the body's nutrition to be unable to keep up. Coupled with the poisoning and the medicine I gave him, he really needs to take good care of himself now, otherwise he will suffer from it in the future. He is a sick man.

"Come in with me first." She took Ying'er's hand and began to undress him after returning to the house.

Ying'er was a little shy and quickly stepped back, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to give you an injection. Only in this way can the toxins in your body be forced out. If the toxins remain in your body, your body will become worse day by day."

The child nodded in confusion, and then took the initiative to pull off his belt. Looking at the thin shoulders, Lin Qingwan felt a little distressed in her heart.

Such a young child usually enjoys the love of his parents and the care of his elders at home, but Ying'er has lost his father and mother since he was born, and is even ignored by others because of his origin.

It's hard to imagine how he spent all these years...

Fortunately, he has now escaped from the clutches of the palace.

"It may hurt a little next, please bear with it for now." Lin Qingwan spoke slowly, with a very soft tone.

Ying'er nodded, indicating that he was ready.

Lin Qingwan took out the silver needle from her body, touched the acupuncture point on the child's back with her fingers, and inserted the first needle into the back of the neck.

His thin body trembled slightly, as if in pain, and his fists clenched tightly.

The woman quickly gave up the movement of her hands and asked very gently: "How is it? Does it hurt?"

The child shook his head, "No...it doesn't hurt..."

Seeing the child trying to hold back, Lin Qingwan's chest seemed to be stabbed hard by something.

She took a deep breath, moved her hands as gently as possible, then frowned and said, "Scream out if it hurts. You don't have to endure it in the palace. As a child, you have the right to cry out in pain."