The Princess Mansion, which had been noisy for most of the day, finally became completely quiet until the sun was setting in the west.
However, the murder outside the house and the secret fueling of the housekeeper Sun caused the restless atmosphere to linger everywhere like an invisible mist, which was sticky and followed like a shadow, corroding everyone's minds.
At this time, the only one who could survive was probably Danyang's boudoir.
There was no other reason, it was just the ear-piercing screams that were enough to drive away any vague fear and uneasiness. And focus this extra energy into the present moment to use it as the strength to resist the evil sound entering your ears.
"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
While Danyang cried out in pain, he slapped the beauty's bed beneath him. Zizhu on the side held a soft towel to wipe away her sweat and tears, but his face was even more pale than the real owner.
"...Doctor Zhang, please be gentler."
After enduring it again and again, Zizhu made suggestions for the unknown number of times.
Dr. Zhang, who specializes in treating bruises and bruises, has long been used to setting bones and treating sprains for noble people, but he was faced with various difficulties and demands.
At this time, without raising his head, he responded in a calm tone and repeated for an unknown number of times:
"It's fine, but it will leave you with a limp. Ask your master, if he agrees, I will use a lighter method."
How can I ask the princess this question?
But seeing her princess suffering like this, how could she endure it?
Danyang just took a breath at this time. While stretching his head to let Zizhu wipe away his sweat, he raised his eyes and smiled, comforting:
"Actually, it doesn't hurt much. Even if you shout out, the seven-point pain can be reduced by two points, so naturally you have to shout louder. Don't worry, instead of listening to my howling, why don't you think about it and let the kitchen prepare it later? Any good stuff, can you help me make up for it?"
As she said that, she winked at Zizhu playfully.
One look at Zizhu's appearance, and he knew that his princess must have cherished the ingredients in her belly...
Speaking of food, Zizhu was really distracted by Danyang's words. He planned to prepare the pork bone soup in the big kitchen, and also sneak out of the house to buy two more Wuliu Hutongs for the princess. Roasted pig's feet.
Although Aunt Feng usually asked her to keep an eye on the princess and never touch street snacks. But once in a while, I heard that what I eat is what I replenish... She does it carefully so that no one can notice it.
The master and the servants were busy working on their own, and no one paid attention to Danyang's muscles and muscles. From then on, Dr. Zhang, who was treating the injured foot, looked at Danyang with a much more complicated look.
It happened that at this time, there were visitors in Qishuang Pavilion.
"Princess Princess, Nanny Feng has sent Huaping to visit you. When do you want us to come in?"
When Danyang heard the maid's report, he frowned for a moment, suppressed his cry of pain, panted slightly but spoke clearly and steadily and asked:
"Oh? Where are the people I sent? Did they come back together?"
The maid heard that the princess had previously sent someone to Mingxia Residence to find Nanny Feng to get the roster of the mansion. But the princess suddenly asked what she meant?
Because she didn't know why, the maid could only tell the truth, nodded and replied:
"Back to the princess, we came back together."
Danyang raised the corner of his mouth coldly and said at the same time:
"Let people come in."
However, since the conversation with the maid began, Danyang didn't even hum again. It was as if the person who was afraid of pain a moment ago disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zizhu had slightly guessed the inside story, so all her energy was focused on the door - the maid sent by Grandma Feng who was about to enter the inner room. She didn't pay attention to the changes in Danyang.
But Doctor Zhang, who had been paying close attention, was so shocked that his eyes widened due to this inconsistency.
With such perseverance and self-control, the little girl in front of me is not even close to hairpins, right?
At this moment, Grandma Feng's personal maid, Hua Feng, had already turned around the screen in a few steps, leaned down in front of the beauty's bed and saluted Danyang.
"How is the princess? I heard that the doctor has been here for a long time, and I am worried about your condition..."
After greetings and simple greetings, the painting screen conveyed Grandma Feng's superficial condolences, and then she began to talk about the real purpose of her trip.
"Before I heard that you needed the roster, I had already thought of sending it to Qi Shuangge. Unfortunately, some clumsy person got the account book wet a few days ago..."
Huaping wanted to say more, but Danyang had already opened his mouth and cut it off:
"It's all blurred into a ball, and you can't see the handwriting? So haven't you found any problems with the roster in the past few days? Can't you use it for work?"
"This, this..."
Huaping was stunned by the sudden and sharp questions. After he came to his senses, he immediately made amends:
"Although the handwriting is blurred, I have been doing errands for a long time, and I have worked hard for the government for so many years. I have kept those personal names in my heart, and I don't often check them for a long time, so I neglected them. But it does not affect the errands. "
The seemingly incoherent words clearly highlighted Grandma Feng's dedicated efforts and outstanding abilities for the Princess Mansion.
It also hinted that if Princess Danyang wants to use her name to do things in the palace in the near future, she will definitely need the help of Aunt Feng.
After hearing this, Danyang only smiled slightly.
Not only did he not show any frustration or embarrassment, his relaxed smile even relaxed Huaping's tense mood.
Huaping secretly let out a sigh of relief and thought in his heart, as expected, as grandma said, the princess is still a yellow-haired girl, very easy to coax.
But who would have thought that right after, Danyang spoke again:
"Mommy has devoted her whole life to the Princess Mansion, and I already know it very well. But merit should be rewarded, and misdeeds should be punished. I heard that the roster has many and complicated purposes. It is also involved in the monthly payment of money in the mansion, saying It’s important and important.”
When Huaping heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Now, is Princess Danyang going to hold Mammy accountable for her negligence? !
So how should she defend her master?
Grandma didn’t explain this matter beforehand! If she spills the beans, Princess Danyang will catch the mistake...
The breeze blew by, and the painting screen on the sweaty back couldn't help but trembled, shivering fiercely.
Seeing Huaping's face turn pale in an instant, Danyang suddenly changed the topic and said with a smile:
"Although I don't intend to pursue Mammy's omissions, has she ever traced anyone's mistakes to serve as a warning to others?"
The screen flashed for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment before turning around, nodded stiffly, and replied:
"...Uh, um, I'm checking."
After whispering a guilty response, Huaping no longer dared to look directly into Danyang's eyes. He only lowered his head to show respect, but in his heart he just wanted to leave immediately!
At this time, Danyang chuckled, as if he could see through the painting screen, and said with a smile:
"Mommy is very experienced in handling things. I feel at ease. Just keep your message like this when you go back. Come on down."
Huaping felt like he was being pardoned. After bowing in a panic and leaving, he ran out of the door with almost no feet touching the ground and slipped out of Qishuang Pavilion in an instant without looking back.
After finally surviving more than half an hour of healing, Danyang himself seemed to have just been fished out of the water. Not only was he covered in sweat, but even his clothes inside and outside were a lot heavier.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhang, for your hard work. I feel that the sprained area has improved a lot. Can you try walking around?"
Although Doctor Zhang seemed to be keeping an eye on his nose and only treating the wounds with his nose and heart, he had been secretly paying attention to this good show.
Therefore, when Danyang spoke to him, he was startled and almost knocked over the medicinal oil.
